chapter 12 poison
*Emily's pov*
I yelled "Samson get me to Samson" the pain that racked my body somehow I knew wasn't my own. Tyler helped me back into the car and drove us racing to the coven house. All the while tears streamed down my face as I felt his pain and fear engulfed me. When we arrived I ran through the mansion and raced to Samson's room. There I found him in his bed an IV in his arm and a feeder on standby in the corner of the room. The picket line IV pumping something that caused his smell to be off. The alcohol, sterile smell in the room was stifling.
Samson's pov
James had gone to father and said something to him about Emily and now father was with the witch for the moment. What did they know had they found something new something I had missed or had the witch seen something? What tricks were they playing at? I paced irritably and nervously, I decided I needed a drink and so since I was being made to wait in the witch's office room rather than my father's I picked up a decanter of absinthe on the desk. I poured a nice big glass for myself and tossed it back. James then entered with a smirk on his face.
I had it my rage getting the best of me I lost it. I tried to kill James, as I went to lunge at him I was attacked from behind, with a syringe to my neck. By James's, he backed away both laughed, and left me there without the syringe.
I tried to follow through the hidden pathway but I tripped and fell over my dizziness instead I barely made it to the hall. When one of my father's men saw me stumbling I fell to the floor and lost consciousness.
*James pov*
Mother gave me a vial of juniper that I then added oil to and placed in a syringe. Now all I needed was perfect timing and samson to pin my father's death on. Samson would be perfect the plan was made. Get Augustus alone kill him and frame it on Samson. The bait and trap set now all I needed was the pieces in place to execute my devious plan. I would bide my time if I rushed I knew to much could go wrong so I watched my patience today and tonight. Knowing that a sweet reward would awaited me. As the time progressed Samson I found was watching me. I had no idea why for I hadn't done anything to make him suspiscious. The stupid man needed to just go about himself to his new little play thing. If only she would consume his attentions and really thus far any other night she had why not tonight why not now. I growled in my head in frustration and irritation.
Samson was suspicious of my every move tonight that I felt I had little to no choice when I found him in my father's office. He was keeping our father away from me he had been for weeks I felt. Finally tonight my anger bested me. So as he talked calmly too him my body took over my mind and I took the syringe from my pocket without Samson noticing it and once it was in my hand I plunged it into his neck. All of it without forethought and after I hit Samson with the syringe I looked around me paniced and needing some escape.So I left through a secret corridor located in my fathers office.Usually it was used for emergencies for when the coven was at war and the king needed to leave quickly because of a siege. I ran through the corridors which lead to my mother's lair informing her of the unformatted new plan of action.
As I made my way to my mother I thought on Samson and what he would do or say if he was the one to find our father like that or even once he heard of his condition of dying and soon dead. Well, it wasn't like he didn't blame me for everything these days. And if father didn't die from the dose it was sure to drive a new wedge between samson and my father. Especially as father was to be meeting Samson there not myself it should make this frame job a bit easier. my mother cast her curse on them "vere mendacium videbitur" "all that Samson says truthfully let it been seen by Augustus as lies and vise versa" she chanted this three times and laughed gleefully as she watched over her cauldron "this may yet work according to our plans and favor though with out some other aspects to the spell I do not know"
I smiled at my mother's cunning and watchfulness. And as she finished her spells I kissed her forehead "your brilliant mother" I said and with that, I left to form my alibi and went about the coven house with my drinking buddies.
Griselds pov
I dearly hoped the spell I cast for him would work though I worried as it wasn't one I looked up but rather one I invented myself I just prayed to Hecate it would. And I would make an offering to her for help to guide the magic of that wishful spell.
*Emily's pov*
We got Samson to the infirmary and had laid him on a bed. Whilethe doctor examined Samson I kept getting a familiar scent wafting through my senses one that irritated them as well. Suddenly I recognized the smell of "juniper" I said the word aloud as I continued thinking the only thing I knew to counteract its poisonous effects was anise. I don't know how I knew but I shouted: "give me anise we need anise and rose oil"! Shocked at first the doctor nodded to the staff and Immediately people were rushing around me trying to gather what I asked for. I mixed the two ingredients together and slowly with help of the nurses I spoon-fed the mixture to Samson after a few spoons he was regaining more of himself. He was even able to sit on his own and finish the mixture as well.
The doctor looked at me shocked but grateful as did everyone else in the room. The doctor turned to me "how did you know he was sick and how did you know with what?' He asked me suspiciously I told him honestly and Samson relayed that it was Griselda that injected him. as for me knowing I just shook my head as I had no idea how I knew it was just feelings and I couldn't even explain them to anyone not even myself. I was just grateful Samson was okay I walked to his bedside and hugged Samson's neck. Tears streaming down my face at the thought of almost losing him that if I hadn't listened to the pain in me if we hadn't gotten back I could have lost him forever.The staffed clapped a round of applause at what I had done but I had no care in the world other then for the man lying on the hospital bed.
Samson must have gotten everyone to leave the room for we were now alone. He tilted my chin up toward his face and locked my lips to his in a deep passionate kiss. Placing all my love desire and need for him even the fear of his near loss to me into our kiss. A fire ignited in me suddenly and I could feel in my core the glowing heat it wasn't desired. The heat shot to my palms which I had placed on Samson's chest.i didn't understand what was happeing but I felt power surge through me it felt like I had done this a million times.At least it did to my physical body my mind was reeling and still trying to catch up.
The warmth felt like fire to my hands withdrawing them I hissed. We both then looked; in my hands was a green-yellow glowing ball. I was surprised and shocked even I yelped in the shock. I turned to the doctor and Samson backing away in a panic the doctor immediately rushed to my grabbing my wrist and forced me to fling the ball to the middle of the room floor there the ball bounced and crackled, sparked then disappeared as if never there. I looked on in shock and confusion at Samson the doctor said an "a curse "Samson then said, "you withdrew it from me thank you my love."
"But how; how was I able to do that? What was that and why did that happen? What did I just do? …..What am I Samson besides a vampire? I don't even remember where I truly come from."I said hysterically. I then proceeded to tell him what I did know of my history at least what I remembered of the witch trials of my parents my aunt and how I had been on my own since left with more questions than answers. Listening he started rubbing my back trying to soothe me "I don't know about much but one of your parents had to be a witch or warlock and the other a vampire?" I knew so little of myself I hated it.