Prince Darrius

Part 2 Chapter 34

Darrius' POV

"It's about time you two showed up," I growl at Maximus and Isobel, as he comes waltzing into the weapons room with a skip in his step... and Isobel comes waddling. She meets my eyes briefly before shyly looking down, her lips still looked puffy from intense making out.

"We don't have to rush considering the lockdown is still a couple of hours away," Maximus replies with ill hidden exasperation. I know he is frustrated that I interrupted them.

But he deserved it for the amount of times he interrupted me when I was in bed.

"Choose what weapons you'll take with you, then I'll explain everything," I say as patiently as possible. I try and keep my mind off what I would do to Jennifer if I had her safely here. However, I have to bare the burden of watching Maximus prowl around the room grabbing weapons for his slave and pinching her ass or messing up her hair every time he passed her by as they both explored the walls.

"Swords for me, knives for you?" Maximus asks Isobel and I overhear them as he whispers in her ear, "You'll be the sheath for my sword later on."

Isobel just glares at him with a slight blush to her cheeks.

I can't take it anymore.

"Enough fooling around!" I growl, "Suit up and then prepare to listen because I have a plan and it's not going to be pretty."

"Are you planning to make a... 'statement' of sorts, Darrius?" Maximus gives me a knowing look as he fits two swords to his back with leather straps. He knows me too well.

"You could say that," I smirk, already planning my revenge on the ones that kidnapped my princess, my wife, my lover – my slave. Jennifer was mine to protect, and after I rescued her this time – I'd make sure no one – no one, would ever dare take her from me again.

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Jennifer's POV

"Drain all her blood this time," Dr. Ann Drysdale is sitting before me, checking my eye sight, my hearing and my reflexes as I stay strapped to the chair. Eliza is next to her taking notes for her while Ann finishes shining a light in my eye, testing how my pupils expanded and retracted.

"All her blood?" Eliza questions.

"Yes," Ann eyes me and smiles politely, in a sick sort of way, "Do you have any objections Jennifer?"

"Ha ha, very funny," is all I manage to rasp out of my dry throat. I was so hungry and exhausted but she refused to let me even taste a drop of water. I was starting to want to nap again, the lights in the ceiling were hurting my eyes but even in my weak state Ann was happy with my 'progress'.

I didn't understand what she meant by progress but I did know she injected me not long ago with a red substance. I didn't understand what the hell it was but I didn't mind because I didn't feel any different.

"I'll get right onto it," Eliza hurries to get the equipment after Ann glares at her for hesitating too long. Ann then lets out a sigh and finally stands up, clapping her hands to get every one's attention in the lab room.

"Listen up, all of you," she says, taking off her glasses and holding them in her hand by her leg. Without her glasses she squints more, but I guess she took them off because she thinks she looks more authoritarian without them, not that she needed a boost in authority around here... "Start packing up your equipment and go home, however I need Jerry and Ash to help me dispose of three of the creatures – we have too many and I can't afford to keep feeding them."