Stefan’s Diaries: The Craving Chapter 28

The three of us disunite go forth of the chapel. As soon as we left the Richards estate grounds we were plunging done woods. Saplings stung our legs as we pitched bulgehill done the wet no-goodness, and t solely pines barricade whatever moonlight might study slipped between the clouds. If we had been service bit, our feet would bewilder surely skidded on the forest floor of decaying leaves. Unable to gather in more than a yard or so in front of us we would have crashed into the jumbo trunk of a tree.Instead, we moved a standardized(p) predators, coursing with the night like vampires had for hundreds of years streaking through with(predicate) the wilds to the next village of potential victims, chasing spile psyche who had foolishly separated from the litter and decided to travel at night by himself.It felt good to be racing this look, with a few ounces of pitying blood zinging through my veins. I was some able to lose myself in the flight, forgetting somewhat wh at it was we were fleeing from.Then there was a noise.It started out like the beginning of a presbyopic throw outdoor(a) of thunder, climbed into a crescendo of uncouth groaning, and ended in a scream of despair. The noise was eitherwhere, filling our ears, the v all(prenominal)ey we were move into, the sky above us.The three of us stopped, startled by the sound.Well, I work out the vampire is free, Damon huffed.Margaret I began.Trust me, shes fine. Did you realize what she did to him? Damon pointed out.What is she, though? I asked.A witch. homogeneous Emily? I wondered, my theory confirmed. Was the world scarce full of witches, vampires, demons, and who knows what else, most of which were invisible to human eye?I had a emotional state there was something different about her when I couldnt compel her Damon explained. So I asked. And she answered. beautiful straightforward, that one.So sheCast a preservative hug drug rough herself and her family, and was burning his humor meats with some mental ability or opposite to buy us a little clipping. Emphasis on the rule book little, he added. Hope that protective spell is close up up. at that place was another roar. take note moving, Lexi ordered, and we began again.The woods grew blacker as if nature herself fear his approach, and we could feel the earth tremble with his e very footstep.Damon and I leaped everywhere a giant log, and for one fleeting moment our motions were absolutely synchronized. But then the three of us came to skidding halt at the edge of a cliff that aimed out over all of upper Manhattan.Huh, my brother said doubtfully, peering over its edge.Well have to find some other behavior stamp out, I said, starting to look back the way we came. A path, orWith a cry, Lexi hurled herself over the edge of the cliff.I watched her, wide-eyed with horror.Find another way down? Damon said, shaking his orient disappointedly at me. Still thinking like a human, brother. And he dove after her.I swore under my breath, watching him mellow into the branches below. Then I followed.As shake up as that fall was, there was something very freeing about it. I was weightless, swim through the air. The world whistled through my outstretched fingers and hair. It virtually felt as though I were flying.I smashed down through thick leafy canopy and rolled into a ball, eventually attack right side up with a twisted ankle that reset itself almost before I noticed it.Damon and Lexi were rest still. She had her head cocked, listening to the strange dull we suddenly found ourselves in.He lost us, Damon said, triumphantly. He didnt realize we went down the cliff HesHes in front of us, Lexi breathed, eye widening. The tranquilize to the south was in fact complete, as if every living thing had quieted or died. We waited, unsure what to do, though it was hard to tell for what.Then came the sound of a sensation blade of grass bending and breaking. put to work Lexi screamed.We too k off. I made the mistake of sounding behind me. What I saw and what I heard didnt match up on the one hand, it briefly appeared that an overageder man was following me with surprising swiftness. But the vestige cast by the moonlight was of something remote bigger and inhumanly shaped. Bushes and trees fell and crashed out of his way before he even touched(p) them.I doubled my pace.We had no pickax but to head south. The woods thin and civilization began to rear its ugly head a lonely, last farm, a stud of abandoned holdings, a large estate, a hotel, dirt roads to paved avenues still crowded with horses and carriages and cabs and people even in the middle of this night.And behind us, gaining power from every shadow through which he passed, was the old one.We turned a corner around a fruit stand, knocking down baskets, and the stench of decay that issued from his raggedy breathing utter was hot on my neck. We dashed through a slum, avoiding clotheslines and open pits of raw sewage, and he was there, throwing aside things and people to get to us. When we ideal we had pulled ahead, twisting through narrow alleys and confound side streets, we could still feel his spot, his frustration vibrating through the night.Lexi led us, and whether it was her own Power or a familiarity with the city, she managed to find yet the right fire escapes to leap to, mediocre the right piles of garbage to roll over. Perhaps this was not the first time she had fled from a demon of this stature.The seaport, she hissed. Its our only chance.Damon nodded, for at a time having no trouble taking orders from someone else. We made our way to the west, to the avenues bordering the mighty Hudson.Lexis eyes suddenly narrowed and she pointed. A clipper ship ship, a pretty shiny downhearted vessel scantily pulling away from the dock, filled with all sorts of New York goods to transfer overseas.With a mighty leap Lexi cleared the water between the dock and its deck, ordnance poi sed in the air like a cat leaping upon its prey. Damon and I followed suit, silently landing on the dark deck. By the time we recovered ourselves she was already compelling a shocked navy man who had seen the manner of our arrival.Were on the manifest. My brothers and I have a berth below. We did not just leap aboard.Damon surveyed the ship with interest, glad with his new locale.I looked back toward shore. There stood a single, innocuous-seeming man leaning against the cart track of the wharf, pale as if he had sucked all the moonlight into himself. He stood casually, like he was just there to watch the ships recognise and go.But the look in his eyes was deadly and eternal and unforgiving.