Chapter 6
Two days went by, I had to return back to Lord Calloway tonight. Sighing as I sat in my office of my gym. There was still so much to do, so little time to do it in. Slowly standing to my feet, in a pair of black basketball shorts, dark red tank top, hair pulled back and a black bandana with the group’s symbol upon it. I had a class to teach for the last time before my main teacher took over in my absence. Heading out into the gym, it was fully open, almost like a karate dojo. But in the back was a ring for teaching the boxing. The place was an old warehouse that was redone and turned into a huge gym. When I bought it, I cut the place into three separate rooms, one was the boxing ring, another was the dojo, the third was the gym. I stepped in front of my class and started teaching the kick boxers, mostly beginners.
Finishing up the class a couple of hours later, I looked to the clock and knew Lord Calloway was going to be angry and come for me. I had no choice, I had something that was more important that needed me than him at the moment. Everybody had headed home for the night as I locked up the gym. Leaving Trevor in charge, until I was hoping return or run it from back at the mansion. Turning as I was thrown backwards into the double wooden doors, that made up the entrance to the gym. Shaking my head of the cobwebs I looked up. A rival gang that had been after my gym since it opened stood before me. Sighing as I got into my fighting stance, knowing I was in for the fight of my life. The fight started out with me on the winning end, until I was hit from behind and taken down and beaten until I passed out.
I played possum until my eyes slowly opened and looked around, I was still in the parking lot of the gym. I slowly got to my feet and winced as I placed my right arm around my midsection. I had some busted ribs, bruises, scrapes and a few deep cuts from a knife upon both forearms. I made it to my car, got in and drove back to my house. Parking in the drive way, I saw another black car sitting in the driveway, along with a dark green pick up. Sighing as I slowly climbed out of my car and up to the house. Stopping on the stoop that led to the side door, I heard voices in the backyard. I lived out in the middle of no where so it was a peaceful place. I had another small business built upon the property, that belonged to a very close family member. Slowly walking down the stairs and heading out back to the quaint little building. The lights shined brightly through the glass windows where a couple of ladies were working on a couple of clients hair. I smiled through the bruises as I sighed, one almost looked exactly like me, but a little taller with strawberry blonde hair, haunting dark gray blue eyes. I stood watching through the windows as my mother joked and talked with her co-worker finishing them up for the night before closing up.
Sighing, knowing she was safe, placed my mind at ease. She was going through some very hard times, loosing her second husband to a heart attack. I took her in, gave her the business she always wanted and she was happy once again. That’s what matter to me. She was the one keeping me from returning to Lord Calloway. I couldn’t just up and leave without word like I did before. I told her I had business and it was urgent that I left the way I did. She understood and things went back to normal. She didn’t know what I was under the tan skin. She didn’t know about the group or me having to serve Lord Calloway, the way I have done for years, well since I was 13 years old.
Now I stand fourteen years later, at twenty seven years of age and don’t regret nothing that I have done nor have at this moment. Only thing I regret is going against Lord Calloway’s order. But I would take the punishment, whatever it may be. My mother was more important right now. Feeling no pain now from my ribs, knowing they had healed on their own. Just the deep gashes I would have to wrap up until they healed, which would take a good forty-eight hours. Slowly turning and headed back to the house to clean up, I didn’t need my mom to see me like this. After a quick shower and a clothes change into a pair of dark blue jeans and a black t-shirt tucked in, slid on my black combat boots and made sure my bags were packed. I had to head back, as soon as my mom was asleep, and I had to explain to her why I was leaving once again.
Then I heard a scream from the backyard. I stood to my feet quickly as I headed into the kitchen, out the back door and jumped from the deck to the ground. I stopped at the sight of a dying darkness dwellers, five of them had surrounded the place, keeping my mom and her co-worker inside. How the hell did these things find me, was beyond my knowledge. Kneeling down as I reached into my boots, taking out silver throwing knives, taking two out by the knives flying into their decaying heads. Both falling to the ground in a scream, then turning to ash upon the ground. I heard glass breaking in the back as I bolted around to the back, sliding upon the dew covered grass. I dove for one of them trying to get into the building. Snapping their life line, which was easy for me to find. Taking a few steps backwards as a screech was heard as the body turned to ash. Falling upon my knees as I growled, one of them had sunk their teeth into my left shoulder. Swinging my right hand quickly, palm first into the temple. Knocking it senseless as I slowly tried to get to my feet. My knees buckled as I stumbled to my feet, after a few tries.
I was at this moment, wishing the group was here. Until I felt an arm go around me, picking me up off my feet, placing me against them as the dweller was disposed of. “Boy.. Am I glad to see you..” I gasped as I was taken back towards the house. I saw more of the dwellers heading for the shop as I heard my mother scream once again. I wiggled out of the druid’s grip as I fell to my knees. Quickly getting to my feet, heading towards the dwellers, instead of away. “Elias...” I stopped dead in my tracks as I heard Lord Calloway speak. I looked over my shoulder, as he stepped into the dim light shining through one of the house windows. “Do not fight. Let the group handle it. Come to me.” He lifted his hand up and motioned me towards him.
I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. If I didn’t get to my mother, she would die a horrible death. If I didn’t obey the Lord, I was dead where I stood for punishment. I took a deep breath and shook my head, “I’ve got to go sire. I will explain later.” I heard him yell for me once again as I took off into the darkness.
Reappearing near the group with my mother and co-worker in tow. My mom clung to me for dear life, scared to death. The co-worker took off to her car and never looked back. I stopped in my steps as my mom fell to her knees. Kneeling down beside her, keeping an arm around her shoulders, trying to calm her down. Finally she got herself under control as I sighed, watching the rest of the group defeat the dwellers. My mother placed a hand upon my left shoulder, slowly she lifted her hand into the dim light, seeing a crimson color. “Your hurt Elias..” “I’m fine mom.. Nothing I can not handle.. Come on let’s go into the house. I will try and explain everything.” Slowly I got her to her feet and led her inside.
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I dimmed the lights enough, once I got my mother into the living room, that the group would come inside, especially Lord Calloway. Anywhere too bright, nobody would go near it, except me. Stepping into the living room, after explaining everything to her, so she would understand. I was sitting upon a foot stool in front of my mother as a few of the druids stood in the room. Hoods up, not saying a word. “So.. Let me get this straight... You are one of those..” She motioned towards Sir Layfield that stood near the doorway to the kitchen. Nodding my head gently, “Yes I am mom. I wanted to tell you for years about this. But I never saw the reason to, until tonight. What tried getting you in your salon, are called Death Dwellers. Those are our enemies, that are trying to wipe us out and take over what we claim.” Placing her face within her hands as she shook her head, feeling the frustration of trying to understand it all.
Sighing as I slowly placed my hands upon her knees. “Where did you think I was for the last fourteen years?” She sniffled as she grabbed a tissue out of the box beside her on the couch. “Your father told me you were away at a special school..” I slowly got to my feet as I stepped back, turning my attention to Sir Layfield. “Bring him in Sir Layfield...” Barely nodding his head as he left the living room. “Mom, dad lied to you.. He sent me away to be with someone for the rest of my life. He sold me actually, but I was sent free some years later. That’s how I returned and you had gotten to see me for as long as you have. The business I told you about I had to return too.. Was to return to the group and bring back the one who dad placed me with those many years ago.” All I heard as my mom sniffle then gasp as she slowly started to climb the couch as Lord Calloway slowly walked into the living room, ducking his head jut enough to step in.
Slowly I knelt down to one knee, bowing my head, “Lord Calloway.. This is..” Raising his hand slowly up as I slowly quieted down. “Rise to your feet Master Eli..” Slowly I got to my feet as he motioned me towards him. I slowly walked towards him as I stepped behind him. “Lower my hood..” He said as he stood before my frightened mother. Slowly reaching up, upon my tip toes, gently I lowered the hood, revealing his face to my mother. She gasped, sitting on the back of the couch with her arms wrapped around her knees. The expression on her face, looked like she’d seen a ghost. “No..” She barely whispered. Lord Calloway looked to me, “Get your stuff and go with Sir Layfield...” Turning his attention back to my frighten mother. “But sire..” “Go Master Eli..” Nodding my head gently as I sighed, “Yes sire..” Slowly I walked off, as I looked to my mother one last time as I walked out of the room.
Sir Layfield was waiting in my room as I gathered my two large duffle bags. “Why did you come Sir Layfield?” I asked, as I grabbed my back pack, placing it upon my back. “Lord Calloway told us to do so. You did not return as you promised. He’s angry at you for that.” Sighing as I walked out of my room with Sir Layfield following behind me, as the others filed out of the house. Placing my gear in the trunk of the car as I heard my mother screaming from inside the house. Making a break for it, I was picked up and brought back to the car, making sure I did not return back into the house. Fighting with every strength I had, I could not get free, even my pleads fell on deaf ears. The Lord came out after everything quieted down inside as he made his way over to the car. Sir Layfield held onto me as JD opened the door for the Lord to get into the car. JD leaned down once he was inside and stands back to his full height. Closing the door as the car left, JD came walking over. “Lord Calloway wants you to take Master Eli back home. He will be waiting for you two to return. The rest will follow as soon as we take care of some business inside.” Sir Layfield nodded as I fought his grip as I was placed into the other car and taken back to the mansion.
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