Shaman King Fan Fiction ❯ The Blood Rose Stone ❯ chapter nine ( Chapter 9 )

The blood rose stone

 

Chapter nine

 

After every thing that had happened earlier between Angel and Zeke had really tired Angel out and after picking herself up from where Zeke had left her, she was now asleep upon a make shift bed which was the only thing with in the cold wooden hut.

 

The air around the wooden walls was ice cold which made Angel's body shiver under the thin covers.

Her nightmare returned to her but it became more intense then it had ever been, it felt like some thing was burning in side of her.

Her body started to tense and the pain of the burning became unbearable.

 

Zeke arrived back at the hut just as Angel began screaming out in agony. As Zeke went to wake her up knowing that he needed and wanted her alive, the blood rose stone started to glow a brilliant bright but deep shade of red making Zeke shield his eyes.

 

Angel's eyes snapped open just as the stones glow died down, sitting up quickly, Angel moved away from Zeke.

Zeke moved towards Angel as he reached for the stone, and like before, the stone began to glow.

“You shall never have the power of the blood rose stone” Angel laughed as Zeke moved back to the door.

 

“If you truly want the stone then you will just have to kill me” Angel told him before he left, leaving her alone once more.

Once alone, Angel looked around only to find that one of the planks of wood was broken at the bottom.

Breaking away more of the planks of wood, Angel looked over her shoulder every five minutes to make sure no one could hear her.

 

Once enough wooden planks had been moved, she crawled under and slowly made to the other side. Making sure that no one could see her, Angel ran as fast as her legs could take her and once she was far enough away from Zeke's camp, she called out for Silver but then blacked out from the lack of energy her body had.

 

Some hours had passed and once again Angel opened her eyes to find that she was now in a quite large flat.

“What happened? How did I get here?” Angel groaned.

Getting up slowly, she looked around not really knowing how or when she got here.

There was a small burning sensation with in the palm of her right hand, looking down; she noticed that there was a large cut upon the palm of her hand.

Ripping some of her black tank top, Angel wrapped it around her hand to from a bandage.

 

She once again looked around the room; it was unfamiliar which frightened her. The dark blue and white walls felt cold, and the unclean floor let Angel know that no one had lived here in some time.

 

Angel couldn't remember what happened but one thing she did know was that she needed to find Yoh and fast.