Chapter Twenty Four- Sleeping Beauty (Josh's POV)

I felt the excitement take over me as we burst through the front doors. A few vampires dashed out for a resistance, but were soon silenced by the others. I smirked as I watched their bodies die before me.
“Today we discard our old ways.” I muttered, stepping forward, “And to do that, I have to kill the man who destroyed my life.”
I looked back at the others who stood behind me, waiting for orders.
“Go until you get bored. Leave in an hour, so that you’re gone before the reinforcements come. If I’m not back in an hour, leave without me because it probably means I died. It’s been a pleasure working with you guys. Have a good night.” I said calmly, turning away.
“Aye aye!” Ryan called. I turned around, smiling at him. He saluted me, grinning. He had always been like a father figure to me. Ever since he had saved me from the vampire clan that was going to murder me when I was young and raised me. I dashed forward, sniffing the air. I could sense his blood lust downstairs. I kicked open a door, but didn’t see anything in it. I sighed, running down the hallway. Where was the way to the basement? I shrugged, deciding to make my own door. I pulled out my oozy and shot at the floor around me, causing a hole to be punched out around me. I fell through to the ground, smirking as I tossed the gun away. I felt my heart skip a beat when I saw her. Lying on a bed, sleeping peacefully. Wrapped up in the bounds my mother had been wrapped up in when they killed her. Just in case she had been a talking. I was well aware of what they were. I ran forward, reaching towards her. I felt something shock my finger as I stared at my sleeping beauty in shock. I heard laughter as I was suddenly struck by someone. I paused for a moment, cracking my neck as I turned back around, hitting Patrick. Patrick grinned as he turned back to face me.
“So, you do care for her.” He said calmly. I raised an eyebrow.
“Of course I care for her.” I stated as if it were obvious. Patrick sighed, looking down at her.
“How many people are up above?” He asked. I shrugged.
“Twenty? Sixteen? Ten? Depends on how many are still standing and how many of your men they’ve converted.” I said calmly. Patrick sighed again, looking up momentarily.
“Well, if you want to fight, lets fight. Who ever wins gets the Talking. Sound good?” He asked. I glared at him.
“Who’s to say you wont just go after her again when you lose?” I asked. Patrick sighed.
“Well, I’ll leave her alone forever on one condition.” He stated. I raised an eyebrow.
“Name your price.” I ordered. Patrick glanced at her still figure, then back at me.
“You both have to belong to me if I win.” Patrick stated. I paused for a moment. If I lost… then I’d still be with her right? But we would both be slaves… I’d have to free her. I grinned happily.
“it’s a deal. Now bring it you blood sucking son of a bitch.” I snarled. Patrick grinned, running forward towards me. I dodged around him, kicking him in the back. Patrick fell down, reaching out and grabbing my leg. I too fell down, but kicked him in the head as I did so.
“Do you realize how lame we look right now?” I asked, pushing away and jumping back up onto my feet. Patrick shrugged.
“I don’t really care.” He stated, lifting up his hand. I raised an eyebrow, dodging a book.
“Is that it?” I asked, but felt a chain trip me. I fell towards the ground, the chain holding me down as Patrick began dealing some blows. I pulled myself away from the chain, but Patrick kicked some dirt from the floor in my eyes.
“You asshole!” I yelped, rubbing my eyes. Patrick smirked.
“I’ve never liked playing nicely.” He stated. I sighed, getting the rest of the dirt out. I suddenly leapt upwards, pulling out my pistol and shooting as I fell back towards the ground. Patrick dodged the bullets calmly and easily, turning around.
“Are you drunk? Your aim was horrible.” Patrick stated. I grinned.
“Who says I was aiming at you?” I asked, looking past him. Patrick turned around to see all of the binds attaching Taya to the bed shot away. Patrick dashed at her but I, being faster, leapt onto the bed. As I did so, I realized that Patrick had been cheap and put Taya on an operating table. But, it helped with the get away. I looked back at him as Taya’s unconscious body and I rolled towards the hole. I grabbed Taya’s body, ignoring the stinging as I tore away the bonds and leapt upwards, kicking away from the table and using my wings to land back on the ground safely. 
“You know, I’ve never liked to play nicely myself.” I shouted back to Patrick as I glanced at the wall.
“Collapse and seal the hole.” I ordered. The wall did as it was told. I grinned and continued running back. Everyone was waiting calmly.
“So, I destroyed their phone line.” Katie stated. I grinned.
“Awesome. So they can’t get reinforcements?” I asked. Katie nodded.
“Yep. They’re fucked. Oh and Cody went in and killed about twenty of them before we had to go.” She stated. I turned to look at Cody who simply grinned.
“I had so much fun!” He chirped. I grinned, but suddenly froze as I heard a banging noise from Patrick trying to escape. A bone chilling screech rang through the house. I held Taylor’s limp body in my arms as I ran past the others.
“Okay. We need to go, now.” I stated, leading the way outside. The others quickly followed. I looked down at the princess in my arms as she slept calmly. Another Talking. I smiled calmly as I ran in the moonlight, feeling more free than ever. The wind kissed my cheeks as I ran, thanking me for saving one of their children. I smiled even wider.
“We’re free…” I whispered into her ear.