~ArShi SS~ The Vampire Knight - chap 9 page 121 - Page 74

Chapter 8

"Khushi! Who DID this?" He roared.

And she gulped, scared at his thunder.

She never knew the weapon she had used last night at Arnav would make its presence known this fast. Never had she planned on using it. And watching the face Master had right now, she was petrified to the core.

Vikram never wanted this. Her blood. No, this was surely apocalyptic. He definitely had to kill the creature that did this. He would answer her later as to why she wasn't turning into them.

But knowing Khushi, the creature should have been dead by now. Then why did she refuse to open her mouth to him?

His anger was rising by the minute. This was NEVER supposed to happen. Let alone the promise he had made to her mother, this wasn't supposed to happen because Khushi's blood wasn't exactly a Vampire's everyday meal.

Then, he actually saw her face. Oh.

She wasn't opening her mouth, obviously.

She would never really go against HIM, right?

All Vikram could see was red.

Ruined. His happy little family was ruined. Everything had just reduced to ashes now.

He thrusted forward into Arnav's room, Khushi following him, pleading something, but strangely, Vikram couldn't hear what she was saying.

"Arnav! ARNAV!!" He bellowed. Without waiting for a response, he kicked down his door from the hinges, only to find him asleep on his bed.

"How!! Why!! Why did you?" He lunged at his neck, throttling him out of sleep, surprised.

Arnav couldn't believe that he wasn't dreaming.

Did she really do this?

She rat him out?

So, she meant it all last night?

Why was she this desperate to keep him, dammit? He coughed, now feeling his godfather's own hands choking the daylights out of him.

He knew Master would be mad if he got to know, but this mad?

Arnav saw into Master's bloodshot eyes, and now he surely understood why he was called 'The Fangless One'. He looked like one of them, crazed, bloodthirsty, filled with rage, but for all of his self-preservation aside, he'd be damned if he laid his hands on Master.

Vikram threw him into the corner of his room, smashing the shelves from his weight. Somewhere, he knew Arnav would not defend himself, he would take it all like the pupil he was brought up to be, but right now, Vikram was outraged. More at the fact that Arnav didn't tell him about the seal.

Why didn't he! And now, now it was all too late!

"Answer me! How dare you touch her? What's the difference between you and the leeches now! I should kill you right here!" He slapped Arnav again, but suddenly, a screech behind him caught his attention.

Khushi had been wildly trying her best to stop Master from laying his hands on Arnav. It wasn't Arnav's fault. It was she who had forced him last night. Then why was Master hurting him? And then, she heard the death threat he gave, and a scream escaped her involuntarily.

She cowered at the thought of him being gone, and with tears raining down her face, held on to Master's hand fiercely, pleading him to let go off Arnav.

"Master… Please… Let him go. It wasn't his fault. Please… I beg you. Stop hurting him… Please."

Vikram never thought this day would come. He saw Khushi's face praying to him to stop. Never in his worst of nightmares would he have thought his one child would plead to him for the life of other.

He sighed for a second, and then started dragging Arnav by the collar.

Khushi still screamed, wailed, trailing behind, comforting Arnav, trying to help him stand a bit while Arnav continued to push her away from him, even if he was half conscious now.

Vikram didn't know the outcome of what he was about to do. Maybe he would lose him forever. Or maybe, just maybe, there was a tiny speck of hope. But even that hope came with an expiry date.

He hauled Arnav to the underground dungeon, the place they used to use as Torture rooms back in the days. As soon as he reached the dark chamber, he pulled Khushi away from Arnav, using a little more force than was required, making her stumble back.

He locked the chamber from inside, leaving a deranged helplessly screaming Khushi outside.

"NOO!! Master please… Please don't do anything to him. Please… Master punish me… He didn't commit any crime… It was all my fault… it was all MY fault!" She heard her own voice fall on deaf ears.

Khushi didn't know what Master would do to him, but she knew she had to stop him. She had this ominous feeling that was clenching her throat that Arnav was going to part away from her.

There finally was dimmed light in the chamber, and Khushi saw what it was.

No. No. NO. Master wouldn't do this to him. Not again.

There was no way he would survive this.

No, not resealing.

No hunter had ever survived this.

She would lose him.

She would lose her Arnav. Forever.

Vikram did not have an option on him. It was this or death for Arnav. And if Vikram had even the slightest of control over anything, he would not let Arnav die.

So what, if no human had ever survived being re-sealed?

This was no ordinary human, his Raizada blood would keep him alive. For sure.

And if that didn't, then he was sure Khushi's blood would do the trick.

The worst part of it all was performing it. The first time around he had barely managed to perform it on him. Vikram wasn't sure if he could deal with paining Arnav to this extent.

Yet, he did.

He watched him writhe.

He watched him scream.

He watched him burn in pain.

He watched her scream everytime he did.

He watched his whole body go numb with the anti-venom.

He watched her bleed her hands out banging the doors to open.

He watched it all.

And then, when it was all done, he opened the door, and watched what made him shiver from his core.

She ran in, and snaked her arms around Arnav's slouched body.

Weeping for him, wiping away his pain. Soothing him with whispered nothings.

Vikram watched history repeat in front of his eyes. He watched a vampire and a human falling in love again. And somewhere in his heart of hearts, he prayed the outcome to be different than last time.

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