figured if he passed someone, they probably wouldn’t think twice about him. Just as he was thinking that, two guards walked by holding tightly to a prisoner, kicking them in the shins as they walked him blindfolded down the hallway.
“Good day,” the soldier said.
“Good day,” Hunter replied, looking down at the ground.
As they passed each other, Hunter couldn’t help but thank God that he had put on that uniform just in time. If he hadn’t, he was sure they would have grabbed him and started kicking him, just like the other prisoner. He felt bad for the guy, but knew he couldn’t intervene. He had to continue on to find Penelope, his one true love.
He felt almost if fate had led him here, to this castle, to be imprisoned by Violet so he could see Penelope again. It had been over a century since he’d seen her, yet he had never forgotten her. He had not met anyone since that remotely came close to the love they shared for each other. He knew it was a once in a lifetime type of love and had basically lost interest in other women since the two had been torn apart. He wanted to marry her and be with her forever, and now he thought he may finally have the chance to finish what he started and complete his dream of being with her forever.
“Help, someone!” a voice came from the cellar.
Right then, he knew, it was Penelope, calling out for him, for anyone to help her.
“Please!” her voice rang out.
He quickly followed the echoes of her voice, which led him down another set of winding stairs into a dark, damp, dungeon. He didn’t know what to expect as he crept through the candlelit hallways in the dungeon. Her voice called out again, followed by silence. He waited to see if anyone else was around, but heard nothing. He knew she was alone.
As he approached a large wooden barn door, he opened it, and then, on the other side, he saw her, looking frail and scared, standing in her cell alone.
“Penelope?” Hunter said. “Are you ok?”
“Who are you?” Penelope asked, staring at him in his guard uniform. “How do you know my name?”
“It’s me, Pen. It’s Hunter!” he said, smiling and taking off his hat.
“AH!” Penelope let out a scream.
“Shhh. We have to get out of here!” Hunter said.
“How will you get me out of this cell?” Penelope asked.
“Where do they keep the keys? Have you noticed?” Hunter asked.
“Yeah, they are over on the wall, on that big ring,” Penelope said, pointing.
Hunter walked over to the wall and picked up the large ring of keys and started fumbling through them, testing them out on her lock. It wasn’t budging. There must have been fifty keys on that key ring, all-similar looking, with rust on the ends.
“Hurry!” Penelope said. “I’m scared.”
“I’m trying!” Hunter said, “I can’t find it!”
“I love you!” Penelope said, putting her hand out of the cell and onto his face.
Hunter looked up as his heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t help but smile and say, “I love you, too. I always have.”
“How did you find me? How did you escape?” Penelope asked.
“It’s a long story,” Hunter said as he continued trying the keys.
“Didn’t Violet see you?” Penelope asked.
“No, she left to go find Rachel. One of her evil subjects got word that she’d been turned and was back home in Westchester,” Hunter said, trying to fill her in.
“What do you mean she went after Rachel? Why would she want her? Is it because she thinks you love her?”
“HA!” Hunter laughed. “No, that’s not why!”
“Then why?” Penelope asked again.
“She wants to find Rachel and my brother and kill them both!” Hunter exclaimed. “We don’t have much time. We have to go warn them.”
“But why? I don’t understand. Why would she want to kill an innocent girl?” Penelope asked.
“There’s an old prophecy that one day a vampire will turn a human girl without the consent of the council. That human girl and the one who turned her will
“Good day,” the soldier said.
“Good day,” Hunter replied, looking down at the ground.
As they passed each other, Hunter couldn’t help but thank God that he had put on that uniform just in time. If he hadn’t, he was sure they would have grabbed him and started kicking him, just like the other prisoner. He felt bad for the guy, but knew he couldn’t intervene. He had to continue on to find Penelope, his one true love.
He felt almost if fate had led him here, to this castle, to be imprisoned by Violet so he could see Penelope again. It had been over a century since he’d seen her, yet he had never forgotten her. He had not met anyone since that remotely came close to the love they shared for each other. He knew it was a once in a lifetime type of love and had basically lost interest in other women since the two had been torn apart. He wanted to marry her and be with her forever, and now he thought he may finally have the chance to finish what he started and complete his dream of being with her forever.
“Help, someone!” a voice came from the cellar.
Right then, he knew, it was Penelope, calling out for him, for anyone to help her.
“Please!” her voice rang out.
He quickly followed the echoes of her voice, which led him down another set of winding stairs into a dark, damp, dungeon. He didn’t know what to expect as he crept through the candlelit hallways in the dungeon. Her voice called out again, followed by silence. He waited to see if anyone else was around, but heard nothing. He knew she was alone.
As he approached a large wooden barn door, he opened it, and then, on the other side, he saw her, looking frail and scared, standing in her cell alone.
“Penelope?” Hunter said. “Are you ok?”
“Who are you?” Penelope asked, staring at him in his guard uniform. “How do you know my name?”
“It’s me, Pen. It’s Hunter!” he said, smiling and taking off his hat.
“AH!” Penelope let out a scream.
“Shhh. We have to get out of here!” Hunter said.
“How will you get me out of this cell?” Penelope asked.
“Where do they keep the keys? Have you noticed?” Hunter asked.
“Yeah, they are over on the wall, on that big ring,” Penelope said, pointing.
Hunter walked over to the wall and picked up the large ring of keys and started fumbling through them, testing them out on her lock. It wasn’t budging. There must have been fifty keys on that key ring, all-similar looking, with rust on the ends.
“Hurry!” Penelope said. “I’m scared.”
“I’m trying!” Hunter said, “I can’t find it!”
“I love you!” Penelope said, putting her hand out of the cell and onto his face.
Hunter looked up as his heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t help but smile and say, “I love you, too. I always have.”
“How did you find me? How did you escape?” Penelope asked.
“It’s a long story,” Hunter said as he continued trying the keys.
“Didn’t Violet see you?” Penelope asked.
“No, she left to go find Rachel. One of her evil subjects got word that she’d been turned and was back home in Westchester,” Hunter said, trying to fill her in.
“What do you mean she went after Rachel? Why would she want her? Is it because she thinks you love her?”
“HA!” Hunter laughed. “No, that’s not why!”
“Then why?” Penelope asked again.
“She wants to find Rachel and my brother and kill them both!” Hunter exclaimed. “We don’t have much time. We have to go warn them.”
“But why? I don’t understand. Why would she want to kill an innocent girl?” Penelope asked.
“There’s an old prophecy that one day a vampire will turn a human girl without the consent of the council. That human girl and the one who turned her will
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