Unknown [Book 2 of sacrifice Series]

Amy’s POV

When I was small I used to wonder how I would die. But now that I looked at Danny’s golden cold eyes, I didn’t know if I wanted this.

“You know... If I knew you’re the seeker then I’d made her summon you a lot faster. Seriously... How did you manage to betray us like that? You excellently hide the hate that you feel towards her.” Sage talked on and on but I didn’t look at him. I still stared at Danny for dear life. I wanted to see his reaction. Sage’s words hurt my heart more than once but I didn’t want to show them any emotions. I wanted to see Danny’s reaction.

But to my dismay, he remained same like nothing was going to happen.

When I looked at Sage again he was with a group of other creatures. They were glaring at me with disdain. It surprised me that even how many people we killed these creatures seemed to double every time. Was there a loophole somewhere that creates a way to get out of this limbo?

I didn’t let their glare come to me; I was already ready to die. Even if my body says no. When Sage noticed I was looking at him he gave a crooked smile glowed with the promise of every pain he was going to give me.

“I already told you I’ll do what I’ve to do.” Danny’s voice snapped me from my glaring contest with Sage and it wasn’t the words I wanted to hear from him.

“Have you come up with a decision? You know I can kill your precious Iva.” Sage asked Danny completely ignoring me. A shudder came to my skin listening to Sage. Iva was in danger.

These people have not only hurt me but also Danny. I needed to save her and these people were talking as if I’m already dead...like I’m not really here and it pissed me off.

“If someone wants to kill me; I suggest they get this over with.” I snapped glaring at Danny. Hearing me his jaw clenched. His eyes were almost unrecognizable and it terrified me.

His eyes flickered to me completely ignoring Zach’s whimper. What was he thinking now? Was it really over when he has nothing to say to me...no explanation? I wanted to fall apart and cry about it all. How could life be this unfair?

The other part of my mind thought it has to be done. There was no other way to get out of here or save Iva. There’s no way to get out of limbo without opening the gate of hell. I promised mom I’ll survive. But it didn’t matter when Danny, Iva or Zach’s life was on the line. It wasn’t worth it.

“Take the dagger. It’s one of the old daggers that can kill a reaper.” Sage took the shiny dagger from the pentagram and handed it to Danny. If I was going to be killed I wasn’t making this easy for Sage. I promised him. Remembering that I throw the dagger that was in my hand and for a second I thought it hurt him. But he was quick to run and it ended up in another creatures heart. With a scream, that creature slumped to the floor.

When I looked at Sage his eyes had changed into blood red. Not a second later, he took the dagger from that creature’s heart and shot it back to me. I tried to dodge it but unfortunately, it was too fast. It touched my already injured arm and I winced at the pain. Inside I wanted to scream to get away from all the pain but outside I showed no emotion that could satisfy Sage.

“Enough! You’re starting the ritual, now!” Danny barked and grabbed me from behind. I wanted to escape from his grip that was tightening in every moment. Sage nodded at him and followed his minions around us. He first started to chant something in...Latin...Egyptian... I don’t know.

When I looked at Danny’s eyes they were hardened and unbearable to watch. Zach was constantly begging to let me go. I would’ve laughed a month ago if someone said that Zach would beg for my life. Guess time changes people.

I didn’t know what part of my body started to give me pain first. My whole body was like on fire and when I looked at Danny he was also fighting a great battle to not scream in pain. I understood right and then. My hunger was coming back means whatever barrier was protecting us from ripping each other’s heads off was breaking down. Now he had no choice but to kill me.

That Sage bastard...

Danny’s eyes were murderous and they held no promise that he won’t hurt me. His expression reminded me of Sage and it was not a good sign when you’re going to die of your lover’s hand. I was frustrated with the mixed emotions. I thought he cared.

He didn’t say anything and just kept his composure stern. I dropped my head for a moment. The pain was almost unbearable now when the actual pain has not even started yet.

“Kill me,” I whispered and for a second his head snapped in my direction, naked surprise in those eyes I loved. I wanted to show him that it was being too painful to be around him. If he didn’t take the first step I’ll be the one killing him. And I didn’t want that.

“Please just kill me,” I repeated. The words cracked under the pain in my head. His jaw constricted and when he didn’t respond I courageously closed the small gap between us. I bravely tiptoed up so that I could lean in to kiss him. When he slipped his arm around me forcing me to keep kissing, I knew I wouldn’t regret it now.

“Save everyone,” I whispered through the kiss. He tried to look at me confused but all of my bliss was gone when I felt the cold sharp metal pierce through my skin. My breath caught as a small whimper left from my parted lips. He was shocked for a moment but I kept my grip on his hand which was holding the dagger now pierced in my heart.

“I-I’ve to do this.” I tried to talk but I could feel my organ being torn. Blood rushing into from my heart. I was bleeding out and all I could manage to do was breathing. My vision blurred as a heated tear ran down my cheeks. When I looked at Zach he was screaming curses at Danny and Danny...he looked lost, hopeless. He held me as my body nearly went limp from the blood loss. I plunged the dagger deeper into my body, twisting it into a larger wound.

I winced in anguish as pain shot through my whole body. My breathing grew more and more shallow. The chanting was now almost whispering in my ears. To my blurriness, I saw a tear running down from his face. I so wanted to reach but it wasn’t physically possible. When I could feel the cold darkness devouring me into its clutch, I thought someone crying through the endless void, “Oh God, no, no, no. Why would you do that!? I love you, do you hear me? Please God no.”

Silly heart. Even in death, they lie.

Flashbacks

“Hey, watch out!” Samara yelled as Amy giggled at her. Amy didn’t want to hold back today. Zach has asked her out six months ago and tomorrow, they were going to celebrate their six months anniversary.

She was happy, beyond happy.

“I’m flying Samara! Come on join me!” She yelled at her friend who was waving her hand to stop her from going in the middle of a road.

“Will you stop this for a second? Geez...I should’ve never given you a drink.” Samara mumbled but Amy heard it anyway. She was drunk.

But she was drunk in love.

“Come on, we’re going heaven!” Amy tugged Samara to the middle of the road where she could see small lights, waving at her to follow it.

“You’ll kill ourselves! Dammit! Where the hell is Luke?” Samara kept calling him but Amy was already walking to her doom.

“Amy, the truck!” Samara yelled trying to push them both from the road but Amy kept her hands tightly to her friend.

“Oh...don’t just go! Stay right here, I’m not going to let you go. See, pinky promise.” Amy smiled at her friend and then everything blurred.

Nothing...For a second there was nothing.

Then everything.

The loud cries, blood everywhere, people yelling, the ambulance coming but Amy was still looking at Samara’s blurry figure. Samara hated red.

And Amy was the one who gifted her with that color.