4 mouths had past since Clark had broke Amelia's arm and leg. Every night Clark beat Amelia up until she was in the corner begging him to stop. All this abuse was aimed particularly on the broken arm and leg, so Amelia would be in more pain and the broken limbs would take longer to heal. Every night was slightly worse than than the last.
Amelia's school headteacher Mr. Genre-Vamp had seen busies appearing on her face and made her miss her first break everyday to pester her with a load of questions. Amelia always stayed silent, lied or snapped at him in irritation. Mr Genre-Vamp had even asked Clark to come into the school at sunset. When this happened he acted normal.
He repeated all of Amelia's lies, but he was almost like a normal dad - well as normal as you can get with a vampire for a night Amelia almost grew to re-love her father. However he turned back to the insane murderous vampire as soon as they got home and Amelia went to school the next day with two black eyes - and guess the two people who asked questions question and yet more questions. Scarlet pestered Amelia with even more questions at lunch times.
Not in front of all the other students and Daniel; in the little hut that they had found that was in a large patch of sunlight, during day so the teachers couldn't follow them there. Lucy tried to help. She had been to the Vampire Social 5 more times and each time ended with a threat for 'wasting their time'; -Vamp reported a possible chase of abuse, however all was done was a member of the social living with Amelia for a few days were Clark acted 'normal' again. Lucy had also showed Amelia visions of her future, were she was strong, in love, powerful, in attempt to cheer up, with the fact that she had bright future. This happened when Amelia climbed through the basement or her bedroom window, to go to her Granny's house - mostly the basement, as Clark often locked her down there overnight.
Amelia had learned not to cry. Crying always made it worse - made him worse; half the time he didn't need a reason to hit he just did. She had become a better liar as well, she barely stuttered anymore - stuttering irritated him the most.
At Granny's house . . .
Amelia knocked on the door. Using the secret knock that she always use, so Lucy would know it was Amelia. The secret knock went tap tap tap-tap half second pause tap. Lucy opened the door.
"Hello Amelia." Granny said, gravely before opening the door. Amelia walked in.
"What's wrong?" Amelia asked, seeing that her grandmother looked upset.
"I've had a Vision." she replied truthfully.
"Well that isn't something to get sad about." Amelia reported with a small giggle. "Come on show me." Amelia excited, although not wanting to see her future self with any future boyfriends again, as all that showed was a load of kissing which, anyone at the age of 9 would think, Amelia thought was disgusting. Lucy had a serious look on her face was staring at Amelia, who didn't want to ask in case she got angry and turned out to be like her father - this was a recurring nightmare Amelia had when she finally got to sleep at night.
"Amelia .. not all the visions I see are good." she explained as she stopped staring at Amelia.
"Meaning?" Amelia questioned, slightly scared.
"I saw you staking your father." Lucy told.
"What?" she replied in shock, trying to take in what she had been told.
"I tried to see it differently . . I looked at the vision every way possible, but it all end in the same way . . . you staking your father." Lucy explained and waited for Amelia to say something. When Amelia stayed silent, Lucy began to speak again. "Like I've said before I can't be exact, but I think it is less than a year away. It's the future Amelia - your future - you can't change it." she tried to explain.
"Yes I can, cause I'm not doing it!" Amelia suddenly snapped.
"You have to." Lucy ordered trying to calm her down.
"I don't HAVE to do anything!" Amelia said, snapping again. Their was a couple seconds silence, then Amelia spoke again - sill angry. "I didn't have to ran away from my mother to live with a abusive father. I don't have to lie to my brother or my friend 24/7. But I've chosen to run away from my mother, I chose to lie to my brother and my friend. Everything is a choice. There is no such thing as destiny." Amelia argued.
"Yes there is! And like it or not dusting your father in yours." Lucy augured back, intentionally being harsh.
"Not!" Amelia snapped, standing out of the chair, using her crunch for blance and heading for the door. She stopped at the door. "You know if I do kill my father and the Vampire High Council found out, they would take me to some vampire prison, until I am 16 then execute me. I can't believe that you would want to put my life in so much danger! " Amelia told her grandmother, appalled by what she had suggested. She then opened the door and limped out.
" Amelia!" her grandmother called, but Amelia ignored her and went 'home'.
Amelia walked into the kitchen and saw her father standing by the window looking at the night sky. Amelia slowly took a knife from the table.
"Amelia? What are you doing?" Clark asked, knowing she was behind her. Amelia did not waste anther second,she leaped over to her father and strapped him in the back and through the heart. Clark turned to dust. Instantly the VHC came running in and arrested Amelia. Daniel, who seconds go had been in bed, was yelling over and over 'I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!' as she was dragged out the door and were some how straight in the VHC outside Amelia's new cell, which she immediately was thrown into. Somehow as soon as she was in the cage she fell asleep. Amelia woke up. For some reason their was now a mirror with her in the cell. She could see everything in the cell expect herself.
"Where is my reflection?" Amelia asked herself.
"Amelia Southenra." the guard said getting Amelia's attention. "It's your 16th birthday, it's excursion day."he added excitedly.
"What?" Amelia asked. "I've only been here a few seconds." Amelia tried to explain.
"Executioner!" the guard called. "She is saying the crazy things again, just come here and finish the job!" he added. Amelia said nothing. The executioner came in and dragged her away without even cuffing her hands together. Amelia knew what he was going to do.
"No, no! Please don't throw me out there!" Amelia as she pushed at a door, somehow went straight through it, then begun to burn in the blazing sun. "Let me in! Please, let me in!" Amelia begged, as she banged on the door. She was going to explode into dust any second!
Amelia woke up, breathing heavily, although she hand no use or need for the ability.
"Are you okay?" Daniel asked, who had clearly been woken by Amelia's dreaming.
"It was just a nightmare." Amelia explained, being truthful for once. "I'm fine." she added, going back to her lying ways.
At school - Lunch time - the hut . . . .
Amelia was playing chess with Scarlet like they did every Lunch time. Amelia wasn't playing to her usual ability. Partly because she was so good at chess and wanted Scarlet to have, a change of winning for once, however mostly because she was to busy thinking about her nightmare last night and what her granny had said.
"Check mate." Scarlet said."Yea! I win." Scarlet reported excitedly. Amelia the same expression as before, clearly in a daydream. "Amelia!"she snapped but to to be rude or impolite.
"Oh sorry." Amelia apologized. "You won. That's great." she added trying to put on a happy emotion, however not convincing Scarlet.
"Amelia. Please tell me what is wrong." Scarlet comforted reaching out for Amelia's arm - which was resting on the table. Amelia's arm was covered in busies, so her friend's touch hurt and Amelia's arm jerked in pain, knocking the chess pieces on the floor. "It's okay. We were finished anyway, I'll pick up the chess pieces." Scarlet told Amelia. When Scarlet was on the floor she could see that Amelia's black belt was the smallest it could go and was still a bit big for her, because of the belt being to big, Scarlet could also see a large busies on her stomach. This was it' Amelia couldn't go around pretending everything was fine after Scarlet seeing this. Scarlet stopped picking up the chess pieces and starting unbuttoning the cuff of Amelia's selves.
"What are you doing?" Amelia asked trying to stop her, Scarlet had finished before Amelia had a change to be successful. Scarlet pulled up Amelia's sleeves and saw all the busies; her arm wasn't white, like it was meant to be, Amelia's arm blue, black, green and yellow, with bruises. She was so annoyed that Amelia had kept this from her that in a moment of frustration she pulled up Amelia's blouse to see if her back and stomach were the same. They were.
"Who did this to you?" Scarlet snapped ready to explode if she was lied to again. Amelia was scared to tell the truth and scared to lie. However, maybe if she told Scarlet, she could help stop her 'destiny'.
"You have n-no idea how much I've wanted to tell you -" Amelia began.
"Then why didn't you." Scarlet asked slightly calming down by the tone of Amelia's terrified voice.
"Because if I told you o-or anyone else he'll kill me." Amelia explained.
"Who will kill you?" she questioned, half of her already knowing the answer, she just wanted Amelia to say it.
"My father." Amelia told. They stayed in the hut even when Lunch was over, while Amelia explained everything to her - including what her grandmother had told her and her dream. When she finished, their was a few moments silence.
"Amelia. I can't even begin to understand how you feel. But you have to tell some one, like a teacher." Scarlet suggested.
"NO!" Amelia snapped instantly after Scarlet had spoken. "It's to risky that dad will find out." Amelia added. "Promise. Promise you won't anyone." Amelia begged.
"I Promise." Scarlet promised, half sad, half serious, with a soft tone of voice.
A week later . . .
Scarlet was trying, discreetly, to make Amelia talk about her father. Also, noticing that she never cried about it, so discreetly, tried to make her cry. Yet unsuccessful. Which is mostly why this, at first confused Scarlet.
"Scarlet! Scarlet!" Amelia yelled limping as fast as she could. "Scarlet!" she yelled again.
"Whoa!" Scarlet cried, when Amelia had limped over in front of her. "If you need to talk we can go to the hut." she suggested, in a whisper.
"There isn't time!" Amelia explained.
"What do you - Are you crying?" Scarlet asked.
"Just a little." Amelia said, quickly, seeming embarrassed, wiping her tears with her left hand.
"Amelia, what's happened?" Scarlet questioned in a whisper helping Amelia to sit on the step.
"It started last night . . ." Amelia begun, also in a whisper.
Last night . . .
All throughout dinner Clark had been giving Amelia dirty looks and she didn't like it.
"Daniel, it is time you went to bed." Clark ordered. "I think Amelia looks a bit ill, she will be up in a minutes." Clark added, with no hypnotism needed, as Amelia did look every ill. She was basically skin and bone and was very pale even for a vampire of her age. Clark put his hand on Amelia's head, when Daniel was walking up the stairs. When Daniel was out of sight, Clark's hand turned into a fist and bashed Amelia on the head, causing her to fall.
"Who did you tell?" Clark asked, as if he hadn't done what he had just did.
"What?" Amelia questioned. Clark kicked Amelia it her ribs.
"Don't lie." he warned.
"I'm not, I just don't understand." Amelia explained in pain.
"Are you that simple, Brat?" he asked, not expecting an answer. "During dinner I read your mind. And I saw that you told someone." Clark explained circling Amelia. "WHO?!" he suddenly snapped, hitting Amelia's shoulder blade - which stuck out from her being so skinny - as hard as he could. Hard enough to bruise but not to break.
"S-Scarlet is my friend. I had to t-tell her." Amelia stuttered slightly. Clark forced Amelia, who didn't have her crutch as it was still balanced by the table, to her feet. Although Amelia was still angry with her grandmother, she allowed Lucy to teach her how to walk, without her crutch. However it had only been a week and she was still shaky without the support of her crutch.
"You didn't have to tell her anything." he yelled, dropping Amelia, to the ground - luckily was able to balance and not fall. Clark whooshed to the kitchen and came back with a knife, that he put to Amelia's throat. "One reason why I shouldn't kill you. NOW!" Clark ordered making the knife dig into her throat but not hard enough, to make a cut.
"Because Gr-Lucy and Mr. Genre-Vamp, have both reported you f-for abuse before. S-so if you kill me y-you'll be their first suspect." Amelia answered, trying t stay brave, making a insane person think logically is very hard, but it was all Amelia had, using quick thinking with a knife at her throat.
"Ah. Your right, I suppose." Clark said, sounding like a young child, younger than Amelia, before he used the knife to cut her arm. 'Better that having your throat slit.' both 9 year old and present Amelia thought. "I'll just kill Scarlet and her parents in their own home." he deceived.
"No!" Amelia yelled. "Don't hurt Scarlet. Please." Amelia begged.
"Should of thought of that before you opened your big mouth." Clark snapped. Amelia didn't cry. She just tried again.
"Please. I don't care what you do to me. Kill me if you want. Just don't hurt my friend." Amelia begged again. Clark walked up to her and stuck his thumb in Amelia's wound.
"No arguments. This time tomorrow the parent's will dust and your friend will be a corpse." Clark snapped, harshly. He forced his thumb out of her wound and sucked Amelia's blood off it. "Now think it's time for bed." Clark ordered like a ordinary father would say. Amelia did as she was told. She used her favorite black jacket - that Clark had got her before he started abusing her and had go it several sizes too big - as a temporary bandage around her wound. She stuck out and went straight, to Lucy, who put proper bandages on her wound, and washed her jacket, which had got covered in blood. After several washes all the blood came out and Amelia went home.
Back at school . . .
"Your dad is going to kill me?" Scarlet asked, worried.
"If my plan works no." Amelia, told her.
"You have a plan?" Scarlet asked suddenly excited.
"Yeah you sneak out Tell your parents everything and get them to pack their bags, wile I stay here and pack your bags and I was thinking you could go some place that is always crowed, like New York." Amelia explained.
"We're not running away!" Scarlet snapped.
"Yes you are!" Amelia ordered.
"No we're not" she snapped again.
"Your my best friend. And I would rather have you thousands of miles away and know you're safe than you here next to me and know you are in danger all the time." Amelia snapped. Their was a short silence. Scarlet stood up.
"Let's go." Scarlet said, Amelia smiled then she ran out the entrance to the school.
After school . . .
Amelia had only just finished packing Scarlet's things. This was because she had to make less suspicion as possible, by making the teachers in every class think both Amelia and Scarlet were their. She spent about 20 minutes in each lesson, before sneaking out. When Scarlet's name was called in the register, Amelia said 'here'. She also still had to go to Mr. Genre-Vamp at break. However it was the end of day now, she was done and was on her way to Scarlet's.
Scarlet's house 4:30PM . . .
Amelia entered.
"So is this the little friend, you've told our secret to?" Mrs A-Star - Scarlet's mum - asked.
"Yes mum." Scarlet replied.
"And told us all the lies about?" Mr A-Star asked.
"No dad. Their true." Scarlet said as she walked over to Amelia. "I've been telling them the same thing all day again and again and they still don't believe me." Scarlet moaned, half scared, half irritated.
"Have you tested to see if they are under hypnosis?" Amelia asked.
"By finger-clicking in their faces? Like a thousand times." she replied. Amelia decided to try again anyway. Which resulted in Mr and Mrs A-Star yelling.
"We could try hypnotizing them to believe us." Amelia suggested.
"We're 9 I doubt either of us have power to -"Scarlet began and being cut of by Amelia's turning yellow, putting her parents in trance. "- hypnotize two full gown Vampires." she finished, with sound of shock and a feeling of stupidity in her voice.
"Everything Scarlet has told you today is true. You need you pack your bags and then go to New York with Scarlet." Amelia told them. She clicked her fingers. Scarlet's parents went upstairs straight away like they were told to do. "Now we wait." Amelia exclaimed.
"I just hope they hurry up, there is a eclipse today at 5:30." Scarlet said.
"I know." Amelia replied.
An hour later (5:31PM) . . .
"The eclipse has started." Amelia informed Scarlet half worried, half excited.
"Their hypnoses is so strong that they can't even fold their clothes properly I've been helping them, but we need your help." Scarlet reported back.
"Coming!" Amelia called. The two friends walked up the stairs. Amelia stopped when she opened the door to Mr and Mrs A-Star's bedroom. Clark was there.
"Hello Brat." he said.
"Please." she begged on behalf of her friend.
The first update of the three to celebrate one year of FanFiction! This story needs at least anther 3 Chapters. One of them being the Second update of the three! The third update of the three is the replacement for the Doctor Who story I deleted on the 1t August 2014. Oh and Malik and his mother will soon appear in this story. If this story was a real Young Dracula Episode it would spread over two Episodes. Evey thing that is written in this story can't make sense if you cut anything out. Also this is a major part of this Season, you'll see why when this Episode is finished.
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