Chapter 200: Sweet Revenge

[ Third Objective: Kill Silas, check for any prisoners ]

Aila walked through the door behind Finn and Kane; her strides were confident, her shoulders set back as her heart pounded against her chest in anticipation. This was the moment the 'boss' would be taken care of. Chase already agreed at coming in with them, but to be safe, she mind-linked Finn, telling him to tackle Chase if he tried anything. She knew he was not a traitor to her, but Silas, though he had beaten him and still tortured him, was still Chase' father. It would be hard to watch a family be killed.

But Aila halted her steps, her head looking from one side of the study to the opposite. Where was Silas? They were in an empty room with furnishings; she couldn't imagine this warehouse-type building having secret passages like the packhouse.

"I knew it," Damon growled and spun on the spot to leave, "It was too easy."

Aila nodded her head; her mate was right. "So, Silas has already left?" She questioned aloud as she followed the Alpha through the hallways again. Finn ran to her side, but his wolf form was too big for them to walk side by side down the corridor, so he followed her closely. 

The others followed suit until Chase spoke up, "Silas might be in his bedroom. We should at least check it out before leaving. I didn't think he would be gone yet. There are still many hunters left here. Normally, they would be split in two, the remaining hunters left to clean up before evacuating."

"We shouldn't waste any more time," Kane responded, "Me and Chase will check his bedroom. I will mind-link if he's there."

Aila and Damon briefly glanced at each other then nodded at the same time. Kane and Chase rushed off in the opposite direction while the remaining three waited anxiously. Finn paced behind Aila while Damon clicked his knuckles; the muscle in his jaw ticked as he locked eyes with his mate. She could feel his frustration and anxiety rising, but on the surface, he looked calm, murderous even, his eyes reflecting back a storm meant for any who tried to attack her.

"He's not here," Kane's voice floated through a mind-link to the three werewolves.

"Meet at the entrance," Damon ordered back before turning and grabbing Aila's hand to pull her along.

With the rising tension, Aila couldn't help but wonder if this was intentional. Were they in a trap? She shook her head. They couldn't be. How would they know of their plan? Her mind flashed to Chase briefly, but she instantly scolded herself for thinking so little of her friend. This was the time she needed to support him because if they were to find Silas, she had no intention of just shooting him in the head.

With her hand being pulled, Aila followed behind her mate and ran out through the double doors to the building. When they made it to the pavement, Aila's teeth clenched together, and she grimaced from all the floodlights to the surroundings beaming down on them, almost blinding her. When her vision cleared, in front of them stood Chiara, Vinnie and some children. Aila's brows creased together at seeing the state in which the children were left.

A burning rage flared from the pit of her stomach, and her eyes began to flicker. Those children must have been the prisoners in the cells. She felt her stomach clench, and she covered her mouth from gagging; her insides wanted to throw up. That was how vile these humans, no, these beasts were.

Her hand fisted by her side, and she barely felt Damon's warm hand squeezing hers gently. She inhaled deeply, trying to calm herself, but it wasn't working, she wanted blood, and she felt frustrated that Silas was not found. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Luther and Gabriel covered in blood; even their white and golden hair was matted with the colour. They looked like avenging angels, and Aila did not look away from the scene. Gabriel was dragging someone behind him, while Luther held onto someone Aila was chilled and pleased to see.

Finn from behind them growled at the man in a white bloodstained lab coat, his glasses falling down his nose, his hair messy. Robert still looked the same, yet he was trembling and glancing at the vampires beside them. Good, be afraid.

The pair of vampires threw the hunters to the ground in front of Aila's feet. "Chiara, take the children to the car," She mind-linked the Gamma. Her voice was void of emotion as her eyes landed on the two people she came here to see.

"Did you kill everyone?" Damon asked Gabriel while Aila stared down at Silas, who slowly pushed off the ground until his head looked up and he locked eyes with her. Gamma Chiara rushed off with the children, followed by Vinnie after Luther ordered him to be their extra protection.

Gabriel watched Aila while he responded to her mate, "Of course," He smirked, then flickered his eyes back to Damon, "I got bored waiting out here." He looked at his blood-soaked hands and smiled at Luther after he pulled out a silky green handkerchief and passed it over to him.

"It took me a moment to realise who you were, Aila. But even with dyed hair, you still shine so brightly," Silas' booming voice silenced the group who waited on Aila's orders. He chuckled darkly after she ignored him, her gaze landing on Robert.

"How many vials are there left of the blood?" She asked him.

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Robert snapped his lips shut and kept his frame cowering on the ground by Silas' side. Aila took a step forward, but Damon grabbed her by the arm, "Not too close," He murmured in her mind. He could tell she was utterly absorbed in the mission and ready to get rid of Silas and Robert once and for all. But there were still other matters to sort out so there would be no more issues in the future.

Aila tilted her head to the side before glancing at Gabriel. He nodded at Luther, who rolled his sleeves up before stepping forwards and smacking Robert in the back of the head. The blow was so powerful that his head flew into the cemented ground. He grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back, so he kneeled before Aila. He hissed next to Robert's neck, revealing his fangs and scraped down the side of his pale skin, small trickles of blood fell down his neck, and the 'scientist' whimpered. He could not stop shaking, and his eyes were clenched shut.

Aila growled lowly, her eyes shining brightly as she crouched down in front of him. "Open your eyes, dearest Robert," She asked in a low, soothing voice.

Robert opened his eyes and inhaled sharply after seeing how close she was to him. "If I were you, I'd answer my questions. Or.. I will not let Mr Goldy-locks here simply kill you.." She went closer to his other ear and whispered threateningly, "I will get them to turn you into the thing you despise the most."

Damon felt a sense of pride as he watched his girl, his mate, face the men who caused her to have nightmares and to threaten them with so much confidence. He could feel the rage inside of her mixing in with the fear and apprehension at being so close. But neither Robert nor the others could tell was going on beneath the surface of her steely, chilled-to-the-bone composure. He glanced at Gabriel, okay maybe he could tell what was going on, but he was a cheat for listening to their thoughts.

Gabriel locked eyes with him, and he smiled in response. Unlike before, Damon trusted the king more. After seeing Esme and hearing Gabriel's reasoning for having her, he could not hate the vampire, though he would still be wary of him. He may be acting kind now towards her, but it could always change.

"The- the blood has all been u-used up.. I tried to copy it, make a synthetic version, but the-the experiments never worked. O-only your blood will work," Robert stuttered as he stared back at Aila.

She searched his eyes for a moment before asking her next question, "What did you do to the children we have rescued?"

Robert gulped then pushed his glasses back up his nose. "They have had nothing done to them. They have simply had their bloods taken-"

"Why?" Aila demanded through clenched teeth. She couldn't believe how quickly he became clinical again.

"Done nothing to them?!" Malia growled in her mind, getting even more riled up from the scientist's words. "They've been kidnapped for one and thrown in a fricken cell-"

"I was mixing the bloods and watching how they interacted under a microscope-"

"Did you ever inject anything into them? Remove any organs?" Robert shook his head, causing Aila to narrow her eyes, "Were you planning to do any of these?" Robert stilled and did not answer. Making Aila's face darken even more. "Why did you take children?" She asked darkly, only glancing at Luther briefly, who still held him by his hair, his face near Robert's.

Robert sighed. "Tests need to be done on all ages to-"

A sickening ripping sound came from behind Robert so quickly that it took Aila a moment to realise Gabriel was suddenly behind him. Robert sputtered out blood, making Aila pull back away from him; his eyes were wide before he collapsed to the ground. Aila looked up at Gabriel, who held the man's spine in his bloodied hands.

Chase and Kane gagged from behind her, and Aila looked away as the vampire tossed the bones to the side. "I did not like Robert," Gabriel said simply with a shrug. Aila's face paled, and she straightened up before looking back down at Silas.

He was maniacally laughing, "Really, Luna Aila. You aren't cut out for this. Leave it to the big boys to handle your dirty work," He winked, then glanced at his son with a sneer on his face.

As soon as she saw Silas looking at Chase, she backhanded him, causing him to fly across the ground and landing a few feet away. She didn't realise how much effort she put behind it, but it felt amazing. Luther zipped past them, picked Silas up by the neck and returned in front of Aila, holding him out like he was some sort of offering. The man laughed again with a split lip.

Was he really that insane?

"You've been so focused on your revenge, Aila.. That you didn't notice who is surrounding you.."

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