Are you the only one and truly?

Graves has left me again, he told me over the phone that he couldn't love me because he saw me to much like his mum. He couldn't stand it so he said we were through and I should move on because he has. I cried for a while over my use to be goth boy.

Nat has been helping me get over him which I am over him but a little raw to go out without someone. I mean she has been trying so hard but of course she has failed yet again, lucky me. Christophe has been giving me space, too much. He barely talks to me like a person. There is no teasing, smiling, nick names, those eyes for me and just his business mockery for me.

I miss them a lot which is odd, he makes me feel all gooey inside and I don't know what to make of it. I don't know if like him even though I admitted it to him but yet again I never stick to it long. I can't really see the longing in his eyes but I can feel it or am I just imagining it?

Anna's training has fled me now, I no longer have it and I have to push myself in training especially when Christophe is in a bad mood. Today I have training right now. When I walk in I am always stunned how handsome he is. Today he is wearing a v neck black top and jeans and he looks really good. I look away from him quickly hoping he didn't see me staring at him.

I grab my wooden sticks I always use and Christophe is right in front of me. Damn is he quick, I really get annoyed when he does this. Especially now because I am backed to a wall and his scent is filling my nose and mouth. I feel so light headed because he looks so nice and his heat over powering me. No I will not be over powered by pretty boys never. I stand up a little straighter trying to death stare him down but that doesn't work when they are taller and kick ass fighter. Instead a small smile plays on his lips and then it's gone.

I decide to go in for the attack, if I am going to be defence today so be it. I move the wooden stick into his stomach which is hard to do when he is only a couple centimetres away. The blow doesn't to much to him, he only winces and he lunges in for the attack. He has the benefit of space and I don't but I have a wall. I duck down onto my stomach quickly and his fist crunches on the wall. I can smell blood, I freeze trying to control the hunger. He makes his move again. I quickly jump up onto my feet and slap him with my stick across his face. But he grabs it and chucks it over the other side of the room. I only have one left and I have to think in circles. But after this fight Christophe is going to scold me for it, thinking with instincts instead of the training.

I strike again blocking his punch and I kick at his leg as hard as I can and he loses his balance. He falls over but takes me down with him. He grabs my waist and pulls me down, I am to shock to react. He lands on top of me hard, the air is knocked out of me and he has me pinned. Yeah he is going to yell at me today. His face only a few millimetres away from mine and he hasn't even broke a sweat. Me on other hand breathing hard and can feel the sweat on me.

"Don't bring your problems here, you are here to fight. If you get distracted in a fight you will get killed. Do you understand?" The fierceness in his voice makes me cringe.

"Yes I do but it's a bit hard when you do" I grit my teeth and feel really stupid for letting that slip. His rips pushing down me as he breaths distracts me even more "I am sorry I shouldn't have said that"

He looks a little surprised but soon hides it and his eyes turn to a blow torch blue. Those warm eyes make my heart race. I don't know what I am doing but I move in closer to him touching my nose to his. I slowly slide a long but the gym door opens and Nat comes over a little startled at the scene. I stop right there, my lips almost touching his. Christophe moves off me and I quickly stand up. I blush madly and Nat stares at me curiously and smiles. Christophe he looks away as well but he is blushing which is rare, I smile.

"So what are you doing here so early Nat?"

"Well before you were going to make out with Christophe I really need you but I don't now. But I now need to talk to you"

I blush even more and look away from her but she giggles a little. "Make it quick sky runner she hasn't finished her practice yet" Christophe commands.

We walk out and I am blushing still. "So you like Christophe?"

"What! Well I don't know okay, it's one of those things you have drop like right now. It's going to be awkward enough already don't make it worse Nathalie please just don't. I just need time okay?"

"Okay well I have go cancel a blind date"

"Thank god for that"

"But you better make up your mind about Christophe because he will move on wether you like or not. He won't stay at your feet forever. Make the choice or I will for you. But for now I will help clear the picture"

"Oh god" a smile digs its self on Nat's face and I just roll my eyes at her.

I walk back into the gym and Christophe is smiling with his blow torch blue eyes and I can't resist smiling at him. My heart flutters while butterflies squirm in my stomach. His smile and eyes turn back to their usual business mockery self. My face turns back and I ignore the pain he has left me by shutting himself off.

"Just copy my moves and repeat them" Christophe orders.

I copy his moves and I follow him easily until I have to really test my balance. It's really hard copying him because my sense of balance is different and now it's the yelling again. I could slap him right about now. His face softens and he looks like he came with this plan that's going to solve world hunger. He walks over to me eyeing me and I death stare but yet again a small smile plays on his lips.

"Here centre your hips, I'll help you do so" he places his hands on my hips and stands behind me. He adjusts my stance leaning a little bit close into me then needed. My cheeks start to turn light pink, I can't let him see me at all. After he corrects my stance I feel a rush of relief because of intoxicating scent and his warmness.

I practice a few moves delicately before Christophe starts demanding I try harder, I do and get frustrated at him. I aren't perfect and if he keeps on thinking this in practice I am going to kick him, in a place that will hurt him a lot.

"Practice has finished up, go to showers and good work but keep on working on your balance" I nod and I head straight in there happy it's a weekend.

I soak into the tub with weird waxy feel to it. I carefully keep my hair out and just breath in the armorers. I can smell the faintness of apple pie, sweat and a smell I can never place. My eye lids feel really heavy and I am having a hard time fighting them, my eyes close shut and I stifle out a yawn. Somebody knocks at the bathroom door and I can't be bothered yelling. My body slides down the wall of the bath, my hair slides down my nose under water. My lungs scream oxygen but my body demands sleep.

I hear the door slam open but I can't be bothered looking. My lips pull a part and the air escapes my lips bubbling out and the waxy liquid pouring into mouth. It taste like bar soap and wax huh what a surprise there. A pair of hands lifts me out of the bath gently but a little rough. I start coughing up water and shivering. I feel distant from my body like when you are so tired you don't really feel anything. I can smell his apple pie scent but my breaths come short. I can see him in a blurry picture to my eyes. I move my hand to try to sooth him because I can see him panicking. He drops down to his knees and starts performing CPR but my lungs don't want to except the oxygen.

I fall asleep but I can breathe, I don't care I am naked, I don't care all I want is sleep. I can feel him shaking me and I can't fall asleep like I want.

"Don't fall asleep Dru, you can't. Talk, you might be tired but you have to fight it. Talk god damn you! Move a hand or something"

"Can I g-ge-t a to-wl" I whisper

He smiles and quickly gets a towel in a flash and wraps it around me lifting me up carefully staring into my eyes and not staring at my body. I blush again and my breathing comes better. I start to realise that I am in only in a towel in front of Christophe with nothing else. I was ready to drown because I was so tired! Oh god I am just in a towel!

I try to stand but my head is so dizzy when I stand I almost hit the floor. But Christophe catches me and the towel slides. I quickly grab it and wrap it around me but Christophe is looking at me, like checking me out. I stare at him and he looks away quickly. He helps me walk over to my clothes and turns away.

"Uh my head feels so funny"

"I reckon after such a powerful spell placed, well it only worked in water. Well enough to drown in, I wonder how that could have happened?"

I think I might know, well Nat said I need some fun and she accidentally brought us to a pub where a lot of the real world hunters hang out. Me I wanted to walk straight out of there but Nat insisted we stayed and at least get a fruit-cocktail, she said that's the only good thing that really comes out of alcohol.

One day earlier.

"Hey Nat we should leave, not a safe place and Christophe and the order would freak out if they knew we were here"

"Since when did you play by the rules? Or think about what Christophe would think of you?"

I looked at this place looking around at the bar in its own little world with people playing pool and others drinking away their worries. While others seemed planning attacks or raids. Others use magic right in front of us. This place wreaks danger and I want out. But if she thinks I care about Christophe well she can guess again. I decide to stay; I mean how she can get away with that comment!

"Fine but if you sell your soul it's your own fault" I grumble.

"Don't worry I am not that careless"

Most of the people in here are men only a few others girls but they seem like Tom boys. Nat stood out like a bright clown orange stain in a room of white. Me only stood out a little bit. She went to go over and get our drinks while I just stood alone. It's so odd not having dad here. But he will never be here with me again.

"What is a pretty young lady doing in a odd horrible place like this?"

I turn around and face this very handsome guy, I know he isn't dhampir otherwise he would dragged me back to the order by now or maybe more of a soloists.

"What are you?"

"Nice meet you to, aren't you a little bit to young to be here? I know you are just by the look in your eyes. If you must know what I am a young warlock or otherwise known as a male witch who can possess magic. Not a wizard, a wizard is a black magic user none of that old wise crap you see in the movies"

I stare curiously at him "already knew that and my friend insisted I tasted a fruit cocktail, she didn't realise this was a real world social area"

"I see how you associated with the real world?"

"None of your concern"

He smiled at me handsomely and my heart fluttered a little "I know you aren't human and your friend is a werewolf, and you aren't no vampire otherwise you would have been killed by now by those dhampir over there" he jerked his thumb over to them. Uh oh, I quickly move behind him and he turns around. "Okay maybe you are but you don't have their eyes and its sunlight"

"I am not a sucker don't be ridiculous, I am just trying to have a good time"

"Hm, okay but you are very beautiful though but you smell like cinnamon rolls. Do you use magic of some sort?"

"Yep"

"Okay what can you do?"

"Throw crappy hexes but good at disabling them"

"Are you part of the Maharaja?"

"Yes and I am of sick of your guess who game"

He laughs "come sit at my table well I have no one sitting there but it's my spot"

I look over to the dhampirs and don't seem to notice me yet. I decide I should hide which is probably the best idea. I walk over to his spot. I sit down.

"I couldn't but help over hear the name Christophe, is it Christophe Reynard?"

"What is it to you?"

"You were talking about him. Don't get your hopes about him now, that guy is sly and dangerous. I mean any guy would fall for you but his the type to up and go and leave you broken hearted. Any way I have a score to settle with him"

Huh wouldn't it be funny to tell him that I said for Christophe to back off from me and still is crazy about of me? And what about this score to settle with him? "Hey what is this score?"

"Funny story the brat attacked me for thinking I was using black magic but never was. He didn't even apologise for it! Do you know how much damage it can do on a reputation and how people treat you?"

"Wow that's harsh, even for him"

"That's not even the beginning of how I was treated" I pat his arm and he smiles at me.

"So what do you think about Christophe?"

Okay didn't expect that! Well I honestly don't know what I feel about him besides a ass at times and so dreamy. Wait did I say that in my head? Yep I sure did. "I don't know"

"Well we should meet up at some time again?"

"I barely know you and I kinda need you to hide me temporarily until those dhampir leave"

"Hang on I get what you are or rather who are, you're Dru Anderson, that svetchvoa and Maharaja Girl. Huh funny if he walked in because he is known for making death threats if a single hair on your hair is harmed"

"Oh he really does?" I say a bit angry.

"Yep sure does but I don't care who you are more who you truly are"

"That's good and I don't dragged back to the order if I can help it. I will return but not just yet"

"Ah I see you snuck out, you want a little freedom don't blame you, anyway I will still hide you and hey can you tell Christophe that his old accusation says hi?"

"Sure can but he will probably yell at me again for going to a place like this"

"Pretty protective of you, even if you're rare I bet he would make sure your safe and away from a bad influence"

I laugh and he smiles at me, he is so easy going. I like him, he makes a good friend and someone I can shove in his face for being such a jerk at me. I think the guy here wants to do the same.

"Hey what's your name?"

"My name is Ambrose Heath"

"That's a really nice name"

Someone taps me on the back and I turn around to a dhampir. Shit is this bad, oh no don't recognise me whatever you do don't.

"Milady what are you doing in a place like this? You're not even seventeen yet"

Amusement flickers through Ambrose's eye "so milady Dru I hope to see you some time soon, sorry I couldn't but help but notice a very powerful milady in the bar. I suggest let her keep her pride and make sure her friend takes her back" he winks at me and I can't help but blush.

"Don't call me milady"

"Wouldn't dream of doing-" the guy coughs and he stops flirting with me. They drag Nat over and I take the full blame but Nat tries to take it but I can't because she will get in a lot of trouble.

But a mysterious guy walks over to me and puts his hand on my should for a second and is whispering something. The dhampirs said they wouldn't dob us in but they said don't go back there.

Now back with Christophe's interrogation on who would have done it now. I am back in my room and finished having my check up to see if there is any wrong or damage. I sit on my bed while he paces around impatiently.

"Tell me"

"Okay well uh um before anything I say to you I regret the guy you accused of using black magic and ruined his life says hi, well I went into a real world bar and this guy put his hand on my shoulder for a second and was whispering something"

"What!"

"Calm down, and you should apologise to Ambrose any way"

"God Dru, how did you get out of there?"

"Duh like a normal person and I want you apologise to Ambrose"

"What?! No he is a jerk"

"Doesn't make it right"

"Fine I will but you have to tell me what you think of him" wait a minute is he jealous? Yes he is ha.

"Someone who would make be a pretty cool friend to hang out with, but defiantly not boyfriend material okay?"

"Ah now I get, well I will apologise to him but it's for you"

"Okay" Christophe sits down on my bed and looks at me seeing if can find any injuries of any sort. "Chris I am all good, don't worry and how's about today?"

A smile spreads on Christophe's face "you know what I should get you a drink while there"

"Do really have to?"

"Yes" he shifted around "comes on let's get going and be careful even when I am with you"

"Alright I will"

Wait Christophe is buying me a drink and in the same pub as the dhampirs again uh I can't win! We jump out of the window but Christophe catches me, he gently puts me back down to the ground and we both run. It feels so good to have the wind in my face and the fresh air and the smell of apple pie. We run all the way until a few shops down, we walk over in silence. Christophe scanning the area for any dangers but doesn't see any. We both walk in and I easily spot Ambrose, we go over to him.

"Hey Ambrose, he has something to say to you" I jerk my thumb towards Christophe who is smiling at me. I don't like this smile at all.

Ambrose looks up and smiles handsomely at me again and then death stares Christophe but he doesn't flinch at the intensity, Christophe replies with his own death stare. I cough and they both stop.

"She wanted me to say sorry"

"I believe this a miracle everyone, someone got Christophe to swallow his pride. Not such a bad ass anymore is you?"

"Still am, but milady Dru requested me to. Don't count yourself lucky, now to the end of the deal" he raised his eyebrow at me. I nodded; I hope he doesn't get me something over alcoholic.

We walk up to the counter and I stay very close to Christophe's side and he moves a little closer towards me. He puts his arm around me and my heart done a little funny jump. I lean closer into him watch my surroundings carefully. He orders two drinks that I no idea what they are. He hands me mine and we sit down. I sit down close to the wall while he sits in the aisle seat.

"Don't worry, have a sip. It tastes nothing like wine" he laughed softly and I take a sip. It is actually pretty good. It taste like chocolate and Jim beam. I drink a bit more and find myself with a empty cup and a very amused Christophe.

I don't know why maybe I am drunk but I really want to laugh and dance. Everything seems like fun even if my head feels funny.

"Are you okay milna?" He laughs and smiles at me. He looks really handsome and good looking. I lean across the table and kiss him. That takes him by surprise but not for long. He starts to kiss me back; I have missed his lips so much. I sink easily in his kiss and he gently moves his bottom lip over mine. I open my mouth and his tongue slides into mine. I move my hand around his neck and pull him in closer.

Someone coughs and I pull away from Christophe and he death stares down Ambrose. I start to blush, my head still feels dizzy and I want to dance to this song.

"Taking advantage of a girl who is drunk is not okay"

"I was-snt taking a-advantage o-f her" he slurred his words.

"Ha-ha oh god the all mighty Christophe drunk as a skunk"

"Shut it kid" I look around for the person's voice and its one of the girls "okay we have to get you back now dear. I am Maharaja, all good I'll help you sneak back in and Reynard you should know better than to buy a drink here. You got a nice really strong alcoholic drink. Come on time to leave. And kid don't waste your time with her"

She takes us back to the scholar and Christophe is already sober but I am still nowhere near enough to be considered responsible by myself. Christophe watches me sleep making sure I am okay. I fall asleep easily.

I wake up with a headache and I feel so groggy. Last time I let him get a drink for me. Wait I kissed him, oh god, oh god, oh god. What do I do now? Do I try to run away from him, yeah that's a good plan. No it's stupid he will just find me. What about Ambrose he likes me a lot, oh this is going to be a very long day.

I open my eyes to see my room clear and no one in it. I breathe out relaxing. Oh no it's a Monday, and I have a stupid maths test and biology today. I get out of bed and go for a shower. Once I get out I look in my wardrobe which was my mum's wardrobe. I see Nat has taken out most of my clothes except for some. God is I going to kick her butt when she gets here. I look at what I have got, black lacy bra, a very deep v neck purple top, skinny jeans, and for training short shorts, and a crop top. Yep going to kill her.

I get changed into the clothes and get my practice clothes in my canvas bag. Luckily she left my favourite comfy shoes that she hates. I open the door to Benjamin who looks at me like I have grown another head.

"Nat decided while I was asleep, which I have to say poor effort from you guys letting her taking my decent clothes. It would be a good idea to leave me only these clothes and rather embarrassing practice clothes. So when you see her, tell her she is dead and she has to leave some things alone"

"Okay I will, I see she has made her plans for you for a certain someone?"

"Shut it" he shut very amused.

Once I walked a lot of the boys just right out stared me. Yeah I am just not going to kill Nat I am going to slaughter her. I kept up my pace quickening up to get training. Oh that's not really that good either, not after I kissed him. Why should it matter if it meant nothing? What happens if I do want something with him after all? I really wish I knew all these answers I really wish I did. I walk into the gym and into the change rooms. I can't wear the top I have got on now because I will most likely have that showing a lot more then crop top. I put the crop top on after I thought about my escape routes which all nicely blocked. I can't escape through the gym or Christophe will see me which ruins the whole point of sneaking out.

As I walk out of the door I blush madly and Christophe stares right at me and then he actually recognises my face. He gives me a small smile.

"This is from Nat who only left me with nice slutty clothes for me. I am going to slaughter her later"

"Ah I see the reason behind your fashion statement"

I flip him the bird which earns me rueful smile. We fight like normal except for Christophe a bit distracted and trying to pin me, giving me little time for openings for strikes. He should be taking me seriously not staring at my chest. I duck at his punches and throws, the sticks. He plunges at me again and I twist out of the way but it leaves to much of an opening. He takes the opening slamming me down into the mats. His thighs land on mine once we hit the mats and I take the impact of the fall; resting easily on my legs but easily pinning me down onto the mats. His touch burns against my skin making breath heavy like he is stealing all the air.

"What do I get for winning?"

"Nothing"

"Oh I don't think so, you got to kiss me now its my turn"

"I was drunk"

"Yes partly, the other was... Better left unsaid"

"Tell me or I will hurt you" okay that's a stupid threat considering the situation I am in. He leans closer in and is only a few centimetres away from my lips.

"I think you are in no position to threaten me. Any way what's the fun in telling you when you will eventually learn for yourself?"

"God are you a-" he silenced me with his lips, I kiss him back. He moves his hands along the sides of my waist up to my chest. I take a sharp breath in and I can feel his smile in the kiss. Oh he is not getting away with this, I move my hands up his shirt and run my fingers across his lean hard abs. And I got a reaction out of that. I hear the door being pressed and I untangle myself from Christophe blushing madly. Christophe smiles fondly at me and Bruce walks in having no idea what was actually happening.

"There will be a council meeting tomorrow about the drowning that happened"

I nod and he walks away and a pair of hands wraps them self's around my waist holding me closely. I push against him and he turns me around to look at him. I see his blue torch eyes and such vulnerability on his face.

"Little bird you either like me or you don't, you have to make up your mind eventually"

I look into his eyes hating the vulnerability on him, why me? Why do have to like me and especially him. How do I feel about him? I mean I was ready to take his top off, my heart races when his around. I miss the blow torch blue in his eyes for me. He has always came back for me. I have admitted I like him before but am I ready to move on? Well here goes nothing.

"I uh um would you like to have a coffee some time?" I whispered out having a hard time finding my voice. His scent is so over whelming and he is so handsome I could easily just stare at his face for hours. He holds me closer in and his apple pie scent overwhelms my senses. I put my arms around him and he relaxes.

"Of course milna I will, when do you suggest we go?"

"Uh Friday, but no alcohol okay"

"You have yourself a date" I move my face and rest it on his chest.

It feels so good just to be in his arms, I never want to leave them. Someone coughs and I hesitate before I pull apart from his arms. Shanks looks very amused and I start blushing fiercely and turn away.

"So I see Nat has been at your wardrobe, don't worry I got you some decent clothes here Dru girl"

"I could hug you right about now Shanks" he hands me a bag which only has a decent top and trackies. I am very grateful for the clothes and I change into them after training.

I get out of the change rooms in my favourite clothing. Even though its getting close to spring it's still cold. Christophe looks slightly disappointed but I stare at him and he resumes his face.

"It's your lucky day skowroneczko moja; I will be guarding you for the whole day"

"Really now?" He gives me a little push in mock defence and I laugh at him. He pulls me into a tight hug and then he lets go of me. He strokes the side of my face and I stare admirably into his blow torch blue eyes. He leans over me and I kiss him on the lips. He smiles at me and I try to hide my traitorous cheeks. Once we are in the main hall i see a fight, and its Shanks fighting Sam.

Sam is this dhampir who annoys the hell out of me but can be a decent person at times, only he wants to though.

I rush over to Shanks side and tackle down Sam with the aspect flowering over me. How dare he hit Shanks! I can't let him hurt my friend, he won't get away with this. I kick him in the shin and I catch him by surprise. I use that to my advantage and slam him against the wall. I stop quickly realising what I have done but he will be okay. Christophe is by my side in a flash and looks at me proudly and disappointed at me. I force myself to look at Sam and he is crouching holding his gut. I cringe and Shanks smiles at me and bow. All the others are looking at me and I start to walk off from all the attention.

"Dru, I wanted to tell you something" Sam calls after me, I stop and Shanks comes after him to.

"Don't you dare" Shanks growls at him.

"I will if I want to" he spat

"Dru I will kill him if you want me to" Shanks spat back at Sam.

"Just say it already! I am hungry and I don't want to be late for class"

They both exchanged a death stare with each other. Oh great I can't believe these two, acting like mere children. They really need to shut the hell up like right now or so help me.

"Okay well you looked very sexy in your practice clothes I hope I get to fight you" then he winked at me, last straw. I kicked in the grout as hard as I can and dropped to the floor while the aspect retreated from me. Shanks looked very amused but stop when I stared at him.

"Not funny but thank you for the offer for his death but he will just do fine now"

"Good handy work Dru girl, if I were you I would have personally just pushed him out of the window"

"Not a bad idea, how do like the sound of that Sam?"

"Owe you bitch, how dare you" he snapped. He deserved that; you can't treat a girl like that at all.

"If you call her a bitch again I will personally run you over after you fell out the window" threaten Christophe.

Sam gulped not knowing if Christophe would actually do that. He wouldn't run him over after I talked to him otherwise Sam would be very flat. I stared at Christophe and he looked away just like Shanks did.

"Don't you dare say something like that to me again or I swear I will let him" Christophe looks triumphant and Sam looks scared enough to wet himself, of course I wouldn't let Christophe do that or let alone push him out the window but Sam doesn't know that.

"Don't worry Sam, she wouldn't do or allow any of that, just don't be a dick got it?"

"Got it, sorry" he gets up and I go straight to the cafeteria getting myself well-earned bowl of cereal. I sit down and Nat walks over and then death stares Shanks, he winces slightly.

"I forced him and I have something to tell you" I shot out before I could think.

"No you didn't"

"Don't try to take the blame when it wasn't your fault Shanks got it" Shanks nodded and accepted I would get off a lot easier then he would.

"Okay you have to tell me"

"Don't worry I will tell you"

"Follow me and Reynard stay"

He rolled his eyes and moved away easily. I followed Nat outside into the night. I have only a gun with me and I feel frighten which is stupid but I feel something here. I hear something from the forest running with eerie grace I know too well. Nat hears to and I both exchange glances. Nosferat coming quickly towards us, we run quickly back to the scholar. They now have an alarm after Anna and all that trouble caused. It's the safer idea and especially for their precious svetchvoa needing her safe.

I run to my room and get my Malaika and race outside with the aspect flooding over me. Christophe right behind me, probably upset that I am not going to stay put but I am allowed to fight now. One of the benefits of killing the king of vampires to prove you can fight. It looks like the suckers are back on their feet again. I guess they want revenge for me killing him but he deserved.

They start to drop like flies choking and turning purple by my presence. A few other suckers run across more immune to my presence ganged up on me. I easily cut through them except I get really hardly knocked against my head against the ground. I feel so tired and I want to sleep. My eye lids feel so heavy and my body feels so numb I can't really breathe. The smell of spicy apples fills my nose and I practically taste his scent. Then the scent is gone and I can't see. The only thing I see is blackness and I fall unconscious.

You would think after all this time that maybe I would manage to make sure this didn't happen as often but it does. My head hurts and I can't smell Christophe which frightens me a lot. I instantly open my eyes then my head burns in pain. I force myself to look around and I am in a room that is defiantly not part of any scholar. Oh shit, captured like princess peach yet again.

The room is small and musty with white walls and stone cold black tiles that I am currently on. I see a toilet and sink, a blanket with a pillow. The door is steel I think and it has a few good dents in it. I breathe in scents and it's like smelling dirt and there is the scent of blood. I gasp and someone must have heard me, a young looking guy around seventeen or so, my eyes adjust and it's Ambrose.

What is he doing here of all people in the world I didn't except to see him here and where is here? Why isn't Chris here or Nat or anyone from the Scholar? I try to get up put my legs hurt to much to them even with the aspect going over me. Ambrose laughs and that is odd? He couldn't possibly think this is funny?

"W-why a-are y-you lau-laughing at me?" I choke out, my throat horse and sore.

"Poor stupid you thinking everyone in that bar safe even with your own kind? Oh god this is so hilarious to see someone like you trust someone like me. I am a young wizard, Christophe was right but he had no hard evidence on me. The vampires have made a deal with me considering how toxic you are to them. They want you to suffer for what you have done to their beloved king, but they have moved on to their next. No one can find you and the ones who actually hear your screams will be joyous about it" he spat every word with venom and laughed harshly