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Chapter 16 - Hold Your Breath

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 π’˜π’Šπ’π’ π’…π’Šπ’† 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅, π‘¨π’π’Šπ’„π’†."

"4 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔.."

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 π’˜π’Šπ’π’ 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓.."

Those phrases kept ringing in Alastor's π‘ π‘’π‘’π‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘”π‘™π‘¦ unconscious head.

And soon, his eyes opened wide with a gasp escaping his lips to catch a breath.

And he froze when he found himself in nothing but complete darkness..

Not even a single ray of light...

His eyes started to get filled with tears and his hands were shaking when he touched the wooden surface..

"T-This isn't a c-closet..?" He whispered to himself while trying not to panic though tears were already rolling down his temples and his heat cycle making his breath more uneven.

Then he clenched his fists tightly while bursting into tears, "Where did you lock me up, you fucking asshole?!"

The only image that formed before his eyes was of Alex, while his cat ears twitched and he panted in heat.

But the feeling of gravity making him lie down on his back, the heaviness that he felt and also the lack of sufficient air or light made him realize that he was probably buried alive in a coffin..

His lips quivered and he sniffled while wiping his tears with his sleeves, "I-I won't die.. I swear I won't die here.. I won't die.."

He tried taking deep breath and hold them for a while but his heat didn't oblige to his situation. He was starting to drool with the dizziness.

Without the heat-suppressing pills, it seemed torturing for him to handle his heat, his needs and his quick breaths.

π— π—˜π—”π—‘π—ͺπ—›π—œπ—Ÿπ—˜. . .

"Alastor.." Alex felt his breath stop when he stared at the hundreds of gravestones.

"π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘ π‘œ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘›π‘¦.." He thought to himself while gripping his hair, "πΆπ‘Žπ‘™π‘š π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘›.. πΆπ‘Žπ‘™π‘š π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘›, 𝐴𝑙𝑒π‘₯.. π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 β„Žπ‘–π‘š. πΉπ‘’π‘π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ β„Žπ‘œπ‘π‘’."

Then he took a deep yet shaky breath and checked the time, "Fuck.. it's been more than an hour since that fucking vampire disappeared!"

"3 hours left.. I can save him.. I have to save him.." He started to walk towards the gravestones while trying to remain sane, though he could hear his own heartbeat loud and clear.

"π»π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ β„Žπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’π‘ .. π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š, π‘œπ‘›π‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘  π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘¦ π΄π‘™π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘Ÿ 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒.."

He took one more breath and closed his eyes, thinking again..

"π‘†β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑔 𝑒𝑝 π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’π‘ ?"

"π‘†β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝐼.. π‘†β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝐼 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘Ž π‘‘π‘œπ‘” π‘œπ‘Ÿ..π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘Ž π‘‘π‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘π‘‘π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘”?"

"πΉπ‘’π‘π‘˜ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘‘, π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘Žπ‘ π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘™π‘’!

π»π‘œπ‘€ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜ π‘π‘Žπ‘› π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 π‘Ž π‘‘π‘œπ‘” π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘Ž π‘‘π‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘π‘‘π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ, π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘‘π‘’π‘šπ‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘  π‘šπ‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜π‘’π‘Ÿ?!"

He gripped his hair again in frustration.

"πΉπ‘’π‘π‘˜.. π‘Šβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘š 𝐼 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘”?!"

"𝐴𝑙 π‘šπ‘’π‘ π‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 π‘ π‘’π‘“π‘“π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝐼 π‘Žπ‘š β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘π‘’π‘™π‘™π‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘‘ π‘–π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘ !"

"𝑭𝑼π‘ͺ𝑲!"

He clenched his fists and tried to take another breath. It was almost impossible for him to stay calm at the moment but he tried..

"I fucking can't lose the slightest chances.." He whispered to himself and out of nowhere, he dialed 911 instantly.

"911. What's yo-"

"A vampire kidnapped a human-cat hybrid and locked him in one of the coffins in this graveyard and-" He paused in mid-sentence while panting and growled, "WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING, DAMMIT?! I AM FUCKING SERIOUS! HE IS CLOSE TO DEATH!!"

Then the phone beeped as the call had got cut.

"FUCK YOU!!" He yelled while throwing his phone and gripped his hair again, growling in anger and frustration.

Alastor's eyes widened when he heard Alex but in a faint tone from above the soil he was buried into.

"Alex.." He whispered and started to smile, tears rolling down his temples, "I love you, Alex.. Please be okay.."

Then he closed his eyes while running out of oxygen.. The heat still making his breath hitch, "I swear..I won't die.."

Meanwhile, Alex was getting more and more frustated and he yelled on top of his lungs with tears in his eyes, "I SWEAR I WILL SAVE YOU!!"

He was panting and then he sat down on the ground, refusing to give up.

"𝐼𝑓 β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’π‘‘ π‘Ž π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘Žπ‘› β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘”π‘œ, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘œπ‘–π‘™ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘  π‘‘π‘œ 𝑏𝑒 π‘ π‘œπ‘“π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘œπ‘™π‘‘ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’π‘ ." He thought to himself and stood back up and picked his phone from the darkness, looking around at the graves infront of him with the help of his phone's flashlight.

"πΆπ‘™π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘”, 𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒. 𝐡𝑒𝑑 𝐴𝑙𝑒π‘₯π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ, π‘˜π‘’π‘’π‘ 𝑖𝑛 π‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘™π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘Ž π‘£π‘Žπ‘šπ‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’. π·π‘œ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘™π‘¦ 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑑 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 π‘Ž π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π‘§π‘’ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘šπ‘’ π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘œπ‘–π‘™ π‘œπ‘“ π‘Ž π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘’ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘–π‘‘?"

Alex tried checking the first column of graves, still getting no clue. But he was getting more frustrated since each and every gravestone and it's soil looked the very same.

"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here at this hour?" someone holding a flashlight asked from behind.

Alex quickly turned around and saw that it was a police officer.

The officer seemed to be a new one in this area..

"πΉπ‘’π‘π‘˜.." He took a quick breath and ran to the office, "My partner has been buried alive in one the coffins here.. I-I have to face him." His eyes were filled desperation and worry.

The officer stared at Alex in shock before asking, "Are you serious, sir?!"

"Fuck! I am serious! Believe me!" He shouted with clenched fists and veins popping out of his neck and wrists.

The officer, still shocked, quickly took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Dispatch, we've got a civilian claiming his partner's buried alive in a coffin at DL Cemetery! We need backup and rescue team ASAP!"

" Wait what- Oh shit! Copy that, officer! We'll mobilize the team immediately!"

Meanwhile Alex was trying to look at each and every grave, checking of any possible clue.

"Sir-"

"HE'S IN ONE OF THE COFFINS!! AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHICH ONE!" He yelled and the officer held him by his shoulders, saying, "Sir, you need to stay calm!"

"HOW THE FUCK DO YOU EXPECT ME TO STAY CALM?!" He shouted, gripping his hair again while panting, "HE'S ALMOST DYING!"

"Sir, listen to me! Panicking won't help anyone, take a deep breath and try to focus!" The officer raised his voice while holding Alex by his shoulders.

"He won't survive more than 4 hours!" Alex shouted with teary eyes and the officer went silent.

The fear of losing a loved one is truly more haunting than anyone can imagine..

Meanwhile, the vampire who was watching them from the beginning had a look of disappointment and boredom in his face as he thought to himself, "π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘€β„Žπ‘¦ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘ π‘’π‘β„Ž π‘Ž π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’? 𝐡𝑒𝑑 π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘™π‘¦ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘”π‘”π‘™π‘’π‘  π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’π‘ π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘€π‘Žπ‘‘π‘β„Ž, 𝐴𝑙𝑒π‘₯π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 π‘π‘œπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘  π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘π‘Žπ‘π‘™π‘¦ π‘”π‘œπ‘‘ π‘’π‘›π‘π‘œπ‘›π‘ π‘π‘–π‘œπ‘’π‘  π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘›.."

"I have to save him soon.." Alex put his hands over his face and then he picked up his phone from the ground but it was malfunctioning since the (frustrated) boy had squeezed and thrown it on the ground. Mutilple times.

He then sighed and grabbed the officer's flashlight, "I am borrowing this!"

The officer nodded his head quickly as an 'Ok' and watched Alex desperately look around the grave stones of what seemed like the first column.

Then he quietly took off his hat and said, "Hey, um.. Are you sure you can find your partner.."

He cursed underneath his breath and said impatiently while his fingers went back to his hair. "Of course! I must.."

"But how.." The officer said quietly, his eyes and words laced with sympathy, "There are many many graves here.. And how will you find that one grave in this darkness?"

"I don't know! But I will!" Alex said while clenching his fists and the officer placed his hands on Alex's shoulder, "It might be better if you plan rather than..wandering around, sir.."

"Then what do I do?! What plan do I make?! Digging up the whole fucking graveyard?!" He shouted in frustation and despair.

"Yes-No, I mean.." The officer stammered and stayed quiet.

Then Alex turned around and started to walk towards the other graves, "There must be a clue!"

As he continued to look at the gravestones eagerly for a trace, the flashlight's beam fell upon two of the familiar gravestones, making him stop on his tracks.

One belonged to Alexia Ivory and the other was of Marcus Ivory..

His beloved, departed parents...

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