"Please, let me go! Please!" she cried to be free.
"Shh," a voice came in the room from a man who was stout and short. His hair was a frizzy blonde that was present only in his sides leaving the rest of his head bald, "Don't cry," he said to her but that didn't stop her from crying.
The girl was a human who looked around her, a room full of machines that pumped out gas and made sounds.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked him scared. She had only been out to bring back the cows that had drifted away far into the fields. And someone had struck her head hard and here she was in a place she had never seen or heard before.
The small man moved around the room, "Master Hendrick wants to be a pureblooded vampire. An ultimate pureblooded vampire and surpa.s.s the existing ones," his movements were jittery as he tried to get things done around him. Pus.h.i.+ng and pulling the lever while checking to see if the liquid in the big vessel was boiling to its expected temperature, "A virgin who hasn't been touched can create wonders when it comes to spells. The perfect triggering sacrifice," said the man to walk around and then come to check the vitals of the girl.
"Please stop this. I didn't do anything," she had stopped moving because the first week she had spent struggling to get out of it that had only ended with her skin rubbing against the leather straps she was tied in.
"Don't worry, we will let you go," said the man, his face turning to scales and he smiled with his slit eyes looking at her, "Everything will be fine," he said dragging the word 'fine' before bringing up another device that was used to place on either side of her head.
The girl panicked seeing the device that was placed on either side of her head and she started to thrash, "No no no no! NO!" she said, her eyes barely able to see the dark clouds that were up in the sky. The sky was thundering and lightning.
At the same time, the door to the big room opened and in came a man with bright red eyes. He had a patch of beard grown below his chin and a thin line of moustache that was on his lips.
"Is it done, Inot?" asked the man.
"No, master Hendrick but we are going to start soon. The lightning is going to strike soon," said the witcher named Inot.
"And this girl is sufficient?"
"We are testing, Sire. We will know by the formation of the liquid," and the witcher quickly moved away to make way for Hendrick to step forward and look at the girl.
The girl who was strapped to the chair, begged, "Please save me!"
"You will be released soon, dear," answered the man and went to look around the room if everything was functioning as expected and the witch was not trying to swindle with any schemes.
Hendrick had taken the witcher's help in making a potion that would turn him to a different breed of a pureblooded vampire. He had been shamed and thrown out of the council, being called out as a traitor. It wasn't that people didn't cheat their way but Hendrick had been unfortunate that he was caught trying to get into the hidden library of the council. There was a book there, a book which people weren't aware of but he had heard from a councilman on how it would help in raising dead along with the army that had the ability to wipe out any race with the right spell of words.
He had been framed by the man who had asked him to complete the work and when in need of an alibi, the councilman had turned his back against him! This had Hendrick join hands with the witches to get to his goal.
"The rain has started!" shouted Inot, a witcher who had turned to be his servant. The rain started to pour down and the clouds started to clash, the fiction causing lightning to strike in a different part of the lands before it was caught by the tower that was built for the lightning to catch and run the devices that connected to it.
The white light pa.s.sed through the wires across the room turning the place even noisier along with the rain and thunder. At the same time, the lightning pa.s.sed the current towards the other connected device to reach the girl that had the girl screaming loudly before she combusted dry and died.
The witcher walked towards the chair and said, "We need a much stronger person who can give out the energy. Do you think we can pick a Lord?" the witcher asked eagerly, waiting to place one of the pureblooded vampires on the chair.
"Find a measly soul who isn't of high social standing. There should be someone to fill the shoes," said Hendrick, "And do it quick. Send out your minions to get the right person. I need to get the book in my hand and kill the councilman who threw me out. I will take my revenge by growing at a higher level."
"Of course, master," said the witcher bowing his head and when the vampire left, the witcher couldn't help but laugh and said to himself, "Get the book and then I will take it from you. Mistress Sabbi has been waiting for it."
