Reaper's Word

Clair lay in the ballroom. She looked up through the glass to the stars. No light was on. It had stopped snowing somewhere around three. A clock in the hall chimed the hour as five. She didn't feel anyone around and she'd slept the day away. So here she was in the danger of the night, but she was just not in the mood to hide in cramped spaces. She sat up though and sighed looking about.

She decided that she was going to get some food and walked to the kitchen grabbing what was close. No one was moving around, she felt nothing. Clair paused at a kind of chill that went down her spine. She frowned for a moment. She went to go through the dining room and walked into an invisible barrier there she touched it and realized what this meant. She forgot that the last time it happened too. An awareness of a spell and the arrival of those that kept Isaiah. They had to be bringing more people? But why?

Clair moved into the hall feeling pushed out of the kitchen and dining area. She pushed at the barrier with her hand but it was solid. She guessed that as long as the ones that kept Isaiah were in the house. She couldn’t enter those rooms. The sound of a couple doors opening came. She heard claws running down the hall on the other side of the wall. Then she moved to where she could see what was going on. The man was back, and Isaiah was looking at him. He was also with a couple others. This time the people that they brought in were unconscious. She was just down the hall and stayed near the wall.

"We had to travel far to get these ones, this time no drugs. We know how winter sleep works. So no tantrums this time." Isaiah just looked at them. He hated this time of the year. His home was overrun with humans. The smell of them was horrible. Right now with the fifteen minutes in place he couldn't touch any of them. Even if they walked right up to him and stabbed him.

"When." He finally said.

"Seven am, you'll be out like a light. We've brought you plenty for when you wake." Clair heard others moving in the kitchen. She glanced back in there and saw people stocking the shelves and the refrigerator. She looked at them but they ignored her, like she wasn't even there. One did glance at her and gave a sneer.

"Yeah fuck you too buddy." She snapped and tossed the can she had. It hit him right in the side of the head. She hadn't expected it to go through the barrier but it did and she felt satisfaction.

"Fucking bitch." Clair jogged back but he couldn't pass the barrier that now blocked the kitchen. He was on one side and she was on the other.

"That's what I thought. Why don't you come in here and try to live?" She recognized him as the main guide that had brought them here. He didn't recognize her, why would he? She was just a thing left up here to die so he could have immortality. She glanced for Michael who originally told her of the place. She had a thing or two to say to him. However he wasn’t there.

"You'll be dead soon." He said touching the side of his head the can had cut him there.

walking dead." Clair had a righteous anger filling

matter where I am, burning in hell, or stuck on this earth. I'll laugh my fucking head off the day all of you are ripped apart by the thing you've created. I hope I get to see him rip you into tiny pieces." She felt

right now and I shoot you." A different man said and pointed a gun at her.

ahead." She dared him not

favor." She flipped the man off and he gave a laugh, moving back to fill the kitchen.

him. The man pulled the hammer back

bet?" He

with the gun dropped it and looked uneasy. Isaiah stood there right behind her. He looked at Clair like he wanted to grab her but she noted that he was keeping

looked at the man. Clair edged away from him and took off down the hall. Isaiah gave her a slight glance feeling very frustrated. Of

lasted far longer than any of you could." He said, because he knew they grew nervous when a human lasted for

long?" The man

Haven't seen her in weeks till just

said and they went to exit

breach in the magic wasn't it? Then he could enter the room. Malanov just gave him a look and went out to the waiting car. The

that had tossed her in here. Her words were anger filled, just like his. Being stripped of your freedom and treated like an animal would do

into a deep sleep for several months. They couldn't get up here once the snow started to come down. So they would put him to