As I stepped into the Rogue's hideout, my eyes scanned the room, searching for a familiar face, a friendly face. But instead, my gaze landed on the one person I least expected to see - Victor. My breath caught in my throat, my heart racing with a mix of fear and adrenaline. How was this possible? The room seemed to spin around me, and for a moment, I felt like I was trapped in a nightmare.
Before I could react, strong arms wrapped around me from behind, confining me. I struggled against the grip, but it only tightened, the hold unyielding. Panic set in, my mind racing with thoughts of escape, of fight, of survival. My eyes darted around the room, searching for Sabine, for some explanation. And then I saw her, standing across from Victor, her eyes locked onto his.
"Ah, Victor," Sabine said, her voice smooth as silk, devoid of any emotion. "I've done what you requested. I've provided the White Death for you." Her words hung in the air, heavy with implication.
Victor's eyes narrowed, his gaze flicking to me. "And the other condition?" he asked, his voice dripping with anticipation.
Sabine's gaze never wavered. "You'll find the remaining Rogue vampires still alive, hidden away as agreed. Let me go, Victor. Let us all go, as promised." Her words seemed to echo through the room, a haunting reminder of her betrayal.
My mind reeled in shock. Sabine had sold me out. The thought repeated itself in my mind, a crushing weight that threatened to consume me. How could she do this? How could she betray me like this?
"You traitor!" I spat, struggling against my restraints. The anger and hurt boiled over, threatening to overflow.
Sabine's eyes flicked to mine, a fleeting glance. "Silence," she hissed, her voice cold, detached.
Victor chuckled, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Excellent work, Sabine. You've proven yourself to be a valuable ally." His words were like a knife to my heart, twisting and turning, causing unbearable pain.
"Allies?" I repeated, incredulous. "You call this an alliance?" The question hung in the air, a stark reminder of Sabine's betrayal.
Sabine's expression turned cold, her eyes glinting with a hardness I had never seen before. "This is survival, my dear. And sometimes, difficult choices must be made." Her words were a slap in the face, a harsh reminder of her priorities.
Difficult choices? She had just handed me over to the man who wanted me dead. The thought sent a chill down my spine.
"Let her go," Victor ordered, his voice dripping with malice. "She's served her purpose." The arms around me loosened, and I stumbled forward, my eyes locked onto Sabine.
"Why?" I demanded, the question tearing from my lips. "Why would you do this?" I needed answers, needed to understand why Sabine had betrayed me.
Sabine's gaze never met mine. "You were always the prize, my dear. The key to unlocking Victor's true power." Her words were a confession, a stark reminder of her betrayal.
Victor's laughter echoed through the room, a cold, mirthless sound. "And now," he said, "nothing can stop me." His words hung in the air, a haunting reminder of my fate.
My heart sank, weighed down by the crushing realization that I had been betrayed. Sabine had sold me out, and now I was at Victor's mercy. Or lack thereof.
"You'll pay for this, Sabine," I vowed, the words torn from my lips. "You'll pay for your betrayal." The promise hung in the air, a testament to my determination.
Sabine's expression remained impassive. "I've made my choice. Now it's time for you to make yours." Her words were a dismissal, a cold reminder that our relationship was over.
But I had no choice. I was trapped, at Victor's mercy. And Sabine had ensured that I would never escape.
Victor's eyes gleamed with amusement as he watched Sabine's expression change from one of confidence to shock. He was finding this fun, reveling in the power he held over others. The air seemed to vibrate with tension as he savored the moment, his gaze lingering on Sabine's frightened face.
"Ah, Sabine," Victor said, his voice dripping with malice, each word drawn out to prolong her suffering. "You thought you could betray me and get away with it?" He chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. The cold, calculated tone of his laughter made my blood run cold.
Sabine's eyes widened as Victor's gaze turned cold, his expression transforming into a mask of contempt. "No, Victor, please," she begged, her voice trembling. "We had a deal. You promised to let me go." Her words tumbled out in a desperate rush, but Victor's face remained unmoved.
Victor's expression turned incredulous, his eyebrows rising in mock surprise. "A deal with a traitor?" He spat the words out, his voice heavy with disgust. "You think I need an alliance with someone who would betray their own kind?" His tone dripped with revulsion, as if the very idea of aligning with a traitor was beneath him.
Sabine took a step back, her hands raised in supplication, her eyes pleading for mercy. "Please, Victor. I did what you asked. I delivered the White Death." Her voice cracked, the words barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing.
Victor's smile grew wider, his lips curling upward in a cruel arc. "And for that, I'm grateful," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "But gratitude only goes so far." His gaze lingered on Sabine, his eyes boring into her very soul.
With a flick of his wrist, Victor ordered his men to take Sabine. "Kill her," he said, his voice devoid of emotion, the words spoken with the same casualness as ordering a drink. "Right here, right now." The cold calculation in his voice sent a chill down my spine.
Sabine's pleas turned to screams as Victor's men dragged her away. "No, Victor! You promised! You promised to let me go!" Her words echoed through the room, a haunting reminder of Victor's ruthlessness.
Victor's wicked smirk grew wider. "That's exactly what I'm doing, Sabine," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm letting you go...from this life." The words hung in the air, a cruel joke that only Victor found amusing.
Sabine's screams were cut short, replaced by an eerie silence that seemed to swallow all sound. The room seemed to hold its breath, the only sound the soft hum of Victor's amusement.
My heart sank, weighed down by the crushing realization that I was truly alone now. Sabine had sold me out, and now she was gone. The weight of her betrayal threatened to consume me, but I knew I couldn't afford to give in to grief.
"You see, my dear," Victor said, turning to me, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Loyalty is a rare commodity. And those who betray it will always meet the same end." His voice dripped with malice, each word a promise of what was to come.
His eyes locked onto mine, and I knew I was next. The air seemed to thicken, heavy with anticipation. I could feel Victor's excitement, his eagerness to unleash his wrath upon me.
"What do you want from me, Victor?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady, but my heart racing with fear.
Victor's smile grew wider. "Oh, I think you know exactly what I want." His voice dripped with malice. "And soon, you'll be begging to give it to me." The promise hung in the air, a threat that seemed to darken the very room itself.
I knew then that I was in for a fight, a fight for my life.