Chapter 13
Chapter 13
They drove four hours across England, the twins followed the road, indicated by Abby . At any moment she has given the name of their destination, just giving directions, indications and names of towns leading somewhere . Henry and John were worried about their friend, they looked back, nervously , Meisner has awaken several times but he didn't stayed aware for a very long time. Garethwas taking care of him, he was absorbed by his dreams .
" He is burning out of fever guys ! Something is wrong with him . He should be awake now ! " She yelled .
Henry and John turned their hears together to watch Martin. She was right, he would have had to be awake since a long time. Something was wrong, since he had touched this grimoire. It was surreal. It was like his instinct had taken over his spirit, the violence he had shown toward the director and the twins was impressive. He was not himself, more like an animal taking control of his mind, as if his human side was gone for a moment.
Never they had seen such a behavior, even school teachers, they were stayed behind, distraught and not knowing what to do. It was only when Gareth had touched Meisner 's mark that all his animosity was gone . They had to find a safety place and someone ready to help their teacher. They needed to understand this story full of greys areas. But they both knew one thing, Martin and Gareth had a special bond that black magic Grimoire had increased.
"Here we are !" Announced Abby with joy. A slight light of happyness was shinning in her green eyes. Gareth stared at her for a moment, a little confused and fascinated. Feeling that somebody watched him, she put her pretty emerald eyes on him and gave him a natural and spontaneous smile, Gareth looked a little ashamed.
" Tintagel? " Henry asked, surprised. " What are we doing in this godforsaken hole ? "
"Shut up ! Henry ! If she brought us here, it's for a good reason! Unless she wants us to study the legend of Arthur."
- " I could do that but no !" Burst out loud Abby . It relaxed a little this heavy atmosphere. " My grand mother is the owner of the camping village, near Tintagel Castle . She is a Grimm and what's more, she knows the true story of King Arthur and his legend especially the one relate to the Grimoire."
" You could not talk about it earlier?" Henry got angry, he continued to drive in the village, filled with tourists, despite the sunset. They were crossing the small town, composed of rustic houses and a few shops dedicated to selling items about the King Arthur. And all the myth that was grafted around. A museum was even built. It was white with placards hanging on its facade. A window was on the side, it was quite large and extensive. Strong light shone inside. The second floor consisted of three old window spaced equally. The door was on the side. It was made of wood which seemed lustrous.
" I wanted to be sure , before driving you here! .This is not something easy to talk about. This grimoire entrusted to school early in the century is taboo, it is considered very dangerous. It has a history related to the legend of the Four " Told Abby while she gently placing her hands on meisner's mark. It was so warm .
" Never hears about it ! " Said John unsure. Looking at some teenagers riding white bikes in the middle of the road.
"Get out ! " Yelled John !
" We'll talk later ! For now, we must reach the campsite at the other side of the village, my grandmother live in a small house near a hill. Nobody will come for us, here. We are standing in the town where all began and all it started again now. But we have to take care of Meisner first. It's more important " She was so sad in saying that.
They went their way, silently, driving towards the sunset and seeing the sea beyond, with the castle ruins. This famous castle that would have belonged to King Arthur and would have seen the beginning of his legend. They passed the campsite, which at this time of year was closed because the weather was not really clement in November. White caravans stood regularly, parked on the beautiful green grass, The little way consisted of many small greys stones. In the distance we could also spot bungalow arboring cream color giving them a false milky look. On their way , through a winding road, hidden between trees. A house having a pictoresque aspect appeared in the horizon. Its roof was made of gray slates, attacked by sea's air. Its facade was made of old stones and looked like a small castle. The door was created with hood's oak, it seemed so huge and heavy. This house was built with two floors, four windows perfectly aligned , gave it, a grumpy style. New Green shutters, clashed with the rusticity of the building.
The twins parked in the allley, which was not maintained give nthe wild grasses waving with the breeze. The door opened up even before one of them down from the car. An old hag, with shaggy hais standing on her head, she was dressed in a purple nightgown and old slipper.She rushed to them, armed with a crossbow and pointed it directly in the head of Henry, who became livid. John looked to his brother then to the old woman. Henry took off his hands from the wheel, John put his hands in the air.
" Who are you asshole ? To come here without invitation ? Back off ! Now ! I 'm tired of all these tourists coming around ! You have three seconds before this arrow meet your stupid eyes ! Darling ! " She's not joked at all .
For Godsake Nana ! Stop it ! You're scarying my friends ! It's serious, We needs you ! " Complained Abby, showing her head thought the windows and pushing Henry.
" If you want my opinion, my little girl ! These young people are not very smart as Grimms." She replied. She lowered her crossbow. She walked around the van and went straight to open back doors.
" I see that ! Bring him inside! And everyone takes off his shoes, I polished the floor! Fred and George! Give some help to my little girl if it's not asking too much ! " She laughed with a big evil grin.
" We are Henry and John ! " Rectified John with a little bossy note. Nana noticed it immediately .
" You look so silly, like Twins with redheads in Harry Potter ! So Fred, George, John or Henry. It is the same for me !" She turned briskly towards his house.Gareth did not know what to think so pushed by his instinct, he followed the old woman leaving twins and Abby take care of Meisner who was in a semi conscious state and relied on his students to not sink in the dark and try to stand up. He felt a burning fires growing inside him. A violent and deaf rage, intensified by each beat of his heart. He was struggling to control it and make it disappear. It was like his whole body was changing, evolving, he felt tight, muffled as if he wore a flesh suit, became too small. He could hear new sounds, as the wind gently caressing the grass. The cry of a bird, hunting in the sky, looking for a prey. The whispers of men and women walking, running. His hearing had increased so fast! All this effects caused him this violent migraine. He could felt, The crisis coming. This deaf violence praying to takes over and be free.
" Let me go ! " He tried to stam . " Let me go ! I can not ...." His head was like a storm, trapped in a room. It could not stop to turned . " Let me go ! He screamed. With a violent elan, he sent his three friends on the ground, he had the look of a frightened animal, cornered, desperate to defend his life. He had nothing human anymore in his wild behavior, a violent frenzy haunted him. Blood, he could smell it, all around him, he wanted to kill, to tear. He was thirsty and could not control anything.
" Get away !!! " Screamed Nana to Abby, Henry and John ! " Do not stay outside ! Go inside ! "
Nana was holding her crossbow armed with a silver arrow, a sharp stone was stuck at the top of it. Some unreadable symbol appeared on it. The three grimms, ran into the house but not without a lasthorrified look toward their teacher. They were totally shocked.
" It's between you and me Honey !" She cried. Meisner didn't even made a step , she shot an arrow in his heart and he collapsed on the floor with a hoarse breath …
" I hate bearsekers …"