[Bovice]

"Most likely." Holden sighed. "After this is over you can do what ever you want. Unless you stay in my house." He smiled giving her a hug. "Just do your best...." He trailed off feeling something come over him. He closed his eyes when he figured out what was happening. "Son of a..." He trailed off as he disappeared.

"Welcome back to France Holden." The man known a Jean-Pierre smiled darkly. "Have a seat." He pushed Holden into the chair that was behind him with TK and locked him down.

"I'm not the one fighting for Melody's freedom, she is." Holden looked at the very scarce council. "You know you can't touch me. So why did you bring me here?" He growled.

"We know that she is doing that." The black hared vampire grinned. "And this isn't about Melody's custody. We know we will get her back. This is about you." The man stood. "You have been making a name for yourself. First a vampire, then coming back from the dead. And the body you are in was a Paladin's body. Let's not forget you had those powers activated.." He trailed off as he walked down the steps. "Then you had your soul ripped apart, for love." He leaned down when he made it to Holden.

"You stupid fucker, if you lay a hand on me you will have very powerful vampires down your throat." Holden looked the man dead in the eyes. "So you best not do a damn thing." He spat in the mans face.

The man laughed deeply, "Oh my dear boy, I am not worried about anyone." He wiped the spit from his eye. "I can do anything I wish to you." He smiled evilly as a dagger appeared in his hand. "Now to pick up where we left off seven years ago... Scream for me boy." With that the man jammed the dagger into Holden's abdomen.

Holden winced but didn't scream, "You couldn't make me scream before, and you wont now." His breathing was labored slightly.

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