"What to do you mean you haven't found her yet?" Vlad questioned, outraged. Talthia's farther, Mr Roquelaire had left Transylvania in sun proof clothing so he could tell the bad news to Vlad, sunrise was just starting in England when he arrived at Gar side.

"Your grandness, we are trying our best." Talthia's father tried to reason.

"Well your best isn't good enough!" He yelled, flipping the sofa to it's side. Vlad had been like this, in worry for Amelia for 3 days now. Everyone had decided to keep out of his way. Talthia often tried to calm him down, as he seemed calmer and more relaxed around his lover. He hugged her now inhaling her sent. "A entire house fell on Amelia and it's been three days." Vlad told Mr. Roquelaire, trying to stay calm. He knew he scared Talthia when he got like this and he hated the look of fear in her eyes.

"With all respect your grandness, I believe that's the problem." Roquelaire said, trying to be tactful.

"Meaning?" Vlad asked, breaking away from Talthia but keeping a tight grip on her hand.

"Well, we can't go though the remains of the house during the day. We start looking the moment it is safe to be out at sunset and leave the moment it is dangerous to stay outside at sunrise. It's a three story house and Amelia was on the bottom floor, meaning she is likely to be at the very bottom of the house's remains. I don't think we've even cleared the top floor yet." Mr Roquelaire explained.

"I think you need more people cleaning the area if you're not doing it fast enough." Vlad spoke quietly and bitterly.

"How? . . . Your grandness." Mr Roquelaire asked.

"Cut the VHC members doing other cases, make the locals in the area help, their is school half a mile away get the teachers and convince the students in the top year to help. I don't really care so long as Amelia is out of that house by the end of tonight." Vlad snapped raising his voice by the end.

"Tonight?" Mr Roquelaire questioned.

"Yeah. It will be sunset in Transylvania now. So do my suggestions. And my orders will be for filled by tonight like asked." Vlad ordered. Talthia's father whooshed from the room. Vlad took a deep breath to calm himself and then turned the sofa the right way, barley having to flick his wrist.

Sunset In England . . .

"Well?" Vlad asked as Mr Roquelaire flew in through the open window and turned back to human form.

"We got most of the teachers and Year 11 from the school to help and we found her." he explained.

"How bad was she?" Raymoud jumped in before Vlad could ask himself.

"Three badly broken limbs. Her left arm is badly sprained. And her jaw was dislocated." he told everyone.

"What about weather she is stable or not?" Talthia asked.

"Stable. She was put to sleep, when she arrived at the hospital and put under anesthetic." he told his daughter.

"You mean she was still conscious?" Vlad asked in shock.

"We were about two thirds through the ruble when, a hand reached out and grabbed a Year eleven's foot. She didn't scream, she just called us over as she gently eased the hand off her. We all started digging where the freed arm was, with all of us helping she was in my arm like a baby in ten minutes. But while we were freeing her she was still trying to get out herself. So prosperously she had been trying to get out herself for the past three days." Roquelaire explained.

"With three broken limbs, a badly sprained arm and a dislocated jaw?" Becca asked.

"Yes." he said. "She also seemed very protective of this bag. We haven't looked inside, we thought you wouldn't want us to know. Amelia wasn't understandable but I think she made it clear, she wanted all of you to look after it until she was back." he added, gently placing the bag on the table. Everyone - even The Count, Ingrid and Bertrand - waited until he was gone, then they all went for the bag. Emma was the closest so got their first.

"It's a stone . . . and Clark is inside." Emma stated.

"So it's true . . Amelia can Zone." Ingrid stated.

"She just needs to learn to control it. Not only be able to use when she is angry, upset or using some cleaver method of temperamentally getting her powers early. Then she'll be on her way to being the second most powerful vampire in the world." Bertrand explained.

"Never mind about that, we need to protect the stone and make sure Clark can't ever escape." Raymoud snapped, taking the stone off Emma and holding it carefully in both his hands. He passed it to Becca, then whooshed to get a small see-through metal box and key Becca put the stone in the box and Raymoud slapped it shut and locked it.

The next night . . .

Amelia should have been resting. However Amelia was very stubborn. And Amelia being Amelia wouldn't stop calling for Vlad.

"VLAD!" Amelia screamed, however because of her dislocated jaw and the new brace - which had a stretchy material super glued to it to cover the hair Amelia couldn't brush because of the brace being in the way - she had to wear Amelia wasn't very understandable. From what everyone could hear she was saying 'Vlabf!'. Eventually they got what she was saying and called for Vlad. He was told on the way to the hospital more detail about Amelia's injures.

"Amelia!" Vlad yelled when he saw her as he entered the ward.

"Vlabf!" Amelia yelled back. He whooshed towards her, he gave her a gentle but big hug.

While Vlad was visiting the doctor, began explaining the medication that was connected to Amelia's left hand by a tube and a needle that was actually inside her hand and taped down. He said it was anesthetic, and would revile her from any pain. He was given bottles of the anesthetic and told to pour ten miler liters into a drink for Amelia twice a day. Three times a day if she still complained about pain after the second dose.

He also explained that as Amelia had to wear the brace, she wouldn't be able to eat solids until the brace was removed. Amelia would therefore have to live off liquid food such as soups, milkshakes and smoothies. As Amelia would have to have her cast changed every time Amelia had a bath, the doctor advised her to only have a bath once a week, and only wash down the other 6 days of the week.

Amelia was able to go home in a 3 days. She was strapped tightly around the waist to her wheelchair and flown home by, Vlad, Ingrid, Talthia, Raymoud, Emma, Becca and her mother Lucy. When she was home she had rely on Talitha, Ingrid, Emma and Becca to dress her, wash her, brush and plait her hair, anything a normal teenager could normally do on her own. Vlad, Raymoud and Bertrand sorted her liquid foods, helped her to drink it because her only non-broken limb was in a splint and pushed her wheelchair around the house when she ran her bell she was given. After being home for 4 days Amelia's sprained arm was moveable, even through it was still swollen and deep purple with bruises.

When Amelia was told she would have to go to school in the new year, Amelia complained and said how could she go school with a head brace on her head. Vlad argued back that she had to go school and her brace would be removed in Feburary. However at the moment that's not important. What's important is that Amelia and Daniel's relationship was going down hill fast. Bertrand had been doing theory sessions with Amelia since she got back. Bertrand tried to re-build their relationship, by including Daniel in these sessions, but it failed. Brothers and sisters argue - even twins - in like a instinct, but this was different. Everyone - eve the Count - had got so scared that they where gonna start a fight, that Talitha moved out of Vlad's room and now had her coffin in Amelia's room whereas Daniel now slept on Vlad's sofa in his coffin room.

The Dracula's had also hired workers to fit in lifts at the school. Only staff, Dracula's, Southenra's and people needing crutches or wheelchairs to move around. You could only get to the top and fourth floor if you had a key like the Dracula's and Southenra's. They would be ready in time for when Amelia would restart school.

When Amelia was sent back home she got a new tag, as the old one broke in her accident. Her twelve hour curfew wasn't that bad. David came at 4 and stayed till 6, when he left the first time he visited her Amelia went on the computer she got for her birthday for the first time. Amelia learned by herself what to do very quickly, which is surprising as she had barley even torched a telephone before. She started a Facebook and a twitter account and in a week was playing over 30 games on her Tablet and Facebook games.

Bertrand and Vlad came into her room at 8 everyday, They would take her Laptop and place it on her desk then start her theory sessions there and finish at ten when Amelia had to be in bed. Amelia's right arm nearly healed by the 21st so Bertrand started psychical training and teaching her all that he had taught Vlad so Amelia could be the second most powerful vampire by her 18th. On Christmas day eve Amelia was punching a punching bag with he left hand and a lot more gently hitting with her right hand as well. Vlad and Bertrand didn't want Amelia on her computer as much as she was so all day had been theory and psychical training, with a break only at mealtimes or 30 minutes when Bertrand thought Amelia was getting restless.

"I bored!" Amelia moaned, punching the bag slightly harder to express her anger.

"Well if you didn't spend all your time on that metal-box-thing." Bertrand snapped.

"It's called a laptop." Amelia corrected.

"And don't think me and Vlad don't know about the sweets, chocolate and fizzy drinks David has been giving you." Bertrand hissed, in Amelia's ear, as he wheeled her away from the punching bag bag and spun her around.

"I can't eat solids remember." Amelia snapped.

"Which means your going to have a very big stash when your brace is removed." Vlad said as he walked in. It was Ten o'clock.

"Do I still have to go bed at ten on Christmas eve?" Amelia asked, as Vlad folded her blanket in half.

"The sooner you go to bed the sooner Santa Clause will come with your presents." Vlad mocked as he carried Amelia to her bed.

"Have you got me a present then." Amelia asked hopefully, as Vlad pulled her blanket over her.

"It won't be a surprise if I tell you." Vlad explained, while he walked out the room. Amelia said nothing and slowly and carefully rolled to her side and fell asleep.

Amelia might of mentally mocked Vlad for teasing her about Santa Clause and she might not have believed in Santa even when she was little as she never got Christmas presents however when Amelia woke up on Christmas day their was a mysterious bag of gifts on her wheelchair.

Amelia used her best arm lift the bag onto her bed. The presents were hidden with a thick layer of Christmas and get-well-soon cards. She took them all out and put them by her pillow. Her first gift was from Ingrid - or Vlad saying it was Ingrid which was likely as 'Ingrid's' writing looked a lot like Vlad's - it was a Frozen DVD and she had paid an extra £3 to get it while it was still in the Cinema. Talthia had got her a T.V. it was very basic and small like ones you would of got in the 60s, but it still worked and Amelia used her powers to levitate the telly and plug it in instantly. Finally their was one last present that was at the side of the telly. When Amelia opened it, the paper revealed a black book covered in fake, shiny, red rubies stuck on the front, back and spine. Amelia carefully opened it and stoked the first creamy white page.

Their was a note on the first page as well. Amelia opened the note and read it.

Dear Amelia,

Merry Christmas! Hope you have brill-mazing day. This book is for you to use as a dairy. Hope you enjoy writing about your life.

Love from Vlad.

He even signed it with his signature his name inside a 'D' with a scribble underneath. Amelia loved her book so much instead of writing in it she placed it on her self so she could admire it everyday.

News year eve, Amelia was waiting for the fireworks celebration, but was bored of what was on, so she turned it off and wheeled herself to the front room. However when she got their was only Raymoud sitting on the sofa.

"Where is everyone?" Amelia asked, as she wheeled herself to the sofa.

"To France for a news years celebration." Raymoud lied, as he lifted Amelia up sat her on the sofa.

"Without me and leaving you to be the baby sitter?" she interrogated.

"Okay. Granny has been really upset about you constantly ignoring her, so I volunteered to have a heart to heart with you." Raymoud explained.

"That said I think I'll go back to my room and check on my Hero Charge account." Amelia stated, leaning forward ready to hop back to her wheelchair.

"Stay." Raymoud ordered, gently pushing Amelia by her chest back into the sofa. Amelia groaned - very loudly. Raymoud waited a few moments. "I you are upset with granny." he begun.

"No!" Amelia snapped interrupting her brother. "You're going to tell me what you THINK I'm feeling and exaggerate how Lucy feels bad that I won't talk to her. But you can't know what I'm feeling cause you can NOT read my mind. And even if I could, you still wouldn't know what I am feeling because you are not me!" Amelia snapped suddenly going into a ran half-way through.

"Alright." Raymoud said, trying calm his sister down. "We will skip that part then. And go straight to the story." Raymoud reassured.

"A story?" Amelia repeated in disgust. "Four-TEEN Raymoud not four." she snapped.

"It's a true story. About my life." he shot back. Amelia felt guilty now and looked down at her feet.

"Go on then." Amelia muttered, trying to sound exited.

"When me and Emma where twelve and younger Clark was a good dad, or as you would say brill-mazing." Raymoud begun, his first sentence causing Amelia to snigger. He ignored her, as he knew even for him and Becca it was hard to believe his last sentence was true. "It's your choice weather you believe it or not but he was a good father. It was just me, Emma, Clark, Granny and Clark's twin sister Amelia-" he continued.

"Twin sister Amelia?" Amelia repeated interpreting him again.

"Amelia Southenra the first. I'll explain later, near the end of the story." he explained. "It was just the 5 of us and we were happy. Amelia, Clark and granny did their best to provide for us. They often caught Animals and sold them to the butchers like me Emma and Becca do now. They also sometimes stole things. Clark was at a house stealing one night when me and Emma were seven when a breather boy came down the stairs. Clark killed him, in fear of the boy waking his family. It turns out the family where slayers and they cased us all around Transylvania. When me and Emma were eleven, they caught up with us and staked Clark. That's when the slayers left us alone. We spent mouths with him dead, then one day when me and Emma were now twelve, the pendant Clark had left me grew hot even the chain so I had to tear it off and from the pendant Clark came back to life." Raymoud told.

"Clark performed Necromancy!?" Amelia questioned, in shock.

"Yes and the process turned him insane. He threw granny out making her homeless. That's when he started abusing us. When you're homeless in the eighteenth century your number one priority is to simply survive but granny still always came back and did her best to make our lives better. As we neared our sixteenth birthdays granny took us away to the other side of Transylvania, where we were safe and still could fly back over, so when granny's other grandchildren where born she could keep an eye on them and protect them if needs be." Raymoud said turning into a disciplining shout without meaning to.

"A guilt trip isn't going to work!" Amelia snapped, although she was now crying, which made her brace unconformable. Raymoud pulled Amelia into a hug and rested his little sister's head on his chest.

"Want me to go on?" Raymoud asked, running his fingers through her hair. Amelia nodded. "He abused all his children and by the time it was Silver's and Saxon's turns Saxon had enough by four-teen and staked Clark right through the heart. He was locked in a cell and thrown into Sunlight on his sixteenth." Raymoud felt Amelia shiver. He hugged her tighter. "After 5 years Amelia was so upset about losing her twin brother again and so blinded with love that she used Alchemy to bring him back. Sliver tried to stop her by staking her,but Amelia had already pulled the lever. And Clark came back." he finished.

"And now your going to say how granny has always been their for us and how even though she lied to me my WHOLE life I should at least start talking to her." Amelia sniffed and judging by Raymoud's face she had guessed correctly in what he was going to say.

"Well you should." Raymoud advised.

"I'll try and talk to her next time I see her." Amelia reasoned.

"Is that a promise?" Raymoud asked.

"Not necessarily." Amelia said. Raymoud sighed. Vlad was home by elven o'clock. He, Amelia and Talthia watched the fireworks together.

A new Year. A new start. A new Amelia.

I know this is three days late, but I've been stressed with my work experience next week and all the workshops I do, so I'm trying not to be rude but I really don't care that I'm late. Your actually lucky I published it today cause I haven't got the number of reviews I wanted.

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MD,

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