Disclaimer: I think I'm supposed to put in one of these. Here it goes, I do not own anything in this story accept the plot.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction so please be kind when reviewing. Anyway, this takes place right after Shattered Mirror ended and I think I'm going to include a few things from another book I just finished, called Midnight Predator. But that may come later. It's late right now where I live, so I'm typing this fast. And it took me a while to find where to actually post this, so I'm glad I found the section that featured one of Atwater-Rhodes's other books. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it and I'll be back in a few days! Please review, it would be great appreciated. Hehe, I'm having so much fun with formatting this, the bold and underline is fun to play with. Sorry for that slip of insanity there.
Editor/Beta: Lariren-Shadow, thank you for all your help!
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Two Worlds: My Choice
Chapter One
Sarah knew she couldn't go back to her home now, if that's what she would call it. Dominique would despise her now as soon as she caught wind of what had happened to her daughter, had Sarah really ever been her daughter? Sarah knew the answer to that question; she had known the answer even since she had openly grieved for her father's death. But she would not she the tears now.
Coming out her of her reverie, Sarah turned to Kristopher. She felt tears press into her eyes, but she didn't know why. She didn't have a soul anymore, had she ever had one? Sarah had always questioned that when she fought.
"I need to go figure some things out," she said softly. Sarah wanted to spend more time with Kristopher, but right now she needed to think.
Kristopher nodded, "Take all the time you need," he replied, stepping closer to her, and taking her hands in his. "I will always be here for you." Sarah nodded, thankful for his words of comfort. Then glanced back at Nikolas, who gave her a nod that spoke And I will too. She knew he would accept her now; she was just like him.
With that last look, Sarah turned and exited the house. As she walked down the steps, she felt an odd sensation sift through her body. She looked back, could this be her home now? She was a vampire. The night no longer sent a chill to her bone; it no longer made her question if someone was following her with the intention to kill her. She didn't have to look over her back anymore.It no longer made her heart quiver at the thought that she would one day be taken into the darkness that she fought so hard every time she stepped out of the door. She was the darkness now, but was she fearless? She had the skills and training of a Vida Witch, and the third one of her line to fall give in to the temptation the undead had to offer. Sarah scanned the surrounding trees lining the sidewalk that encompassing her vision.
The night was silent, and welcoming. Sarah had been the predator for so long, but without really experiencing the power she had always fought. Now she understood what Nikolas had fought for so hard, what Kristopher had fought so hard to keep. This was her life now. What was she going to do now?
Sarah continued to walk down the concrete path, and turned onto the sidewalk, the night washing over her face. She remembered that she had picked up her knives and slid them into her cuffs, and pants back in the house. They felt odd now along the seams of her leggings, and sleeves. She would have to get used to carrying the very weapons that could ended her own life. Sarah decided then that she would go to Caryn. She had appreciated the
Witch's help, and since she had been exiled from the Smoke Line, Sarah would be able to seek her help - maybe not to end what had happened to her but to understand it more. Ever since Caryn had channeled the very essence of evil through her body, Sarah had seen how it changed her.
Still new to everything that had happened to Sarah, she decided to test out her new abilities. Letting the night surge through her Sarah envisioned the graceful body of a hawk. She remembered Kristopher telling her that he was able to shift into an animal form, and now she wondered if she possessed the same ability. Her questions were answered when she felt her body transform into the ashen form of a hawk, her talons sharp as a blade as she soared
into the night.
The sensation was new to Sarah, but she enjoyed the winds caressing against her body as she continued to ascend into the night. It was late, and likely Dominique was out patrolling, so Sarah wasn't worried that the Vida leader would be able to sense her daughter's change. She was probably too occupied to even worry about Sarah when she was saving her own skin. Sarah embraced the night sky and soared above the sleeping town. Well, sleeping for most of the population, while the nocturnal beasts- no, she corrected herself - creatures, roamed the night searching for prey. Sarah was a part of that
world now.
This was her world, and she could do anything she wanted. And deep down, Sarah knew that when Dominique found out about what had happened, she would know it too.