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As I stood there, in the middle of pure chaos, there was only one thing that mattered to me as the screams of rage and pain became louder and the panic began to rise. The one thing I couldn't live without was at stake, and I was expected to stay here, with my guards. But I didn't need guarding, he did. I made up my mind in the blink of an eye. He would make it out. I dashed out from behind my guards, running into the heart of the battle.

"Sulpicia!" My cousin shouted, the worry and panic in her voice seemed nearly tangible, even from where I was. But I didn't care about Athenodora at that moment, she was safe. Only one thing mattered right now, and I searched for him as I ran. Finally my eyes rested on my everything. On my everything and the enemy who was killing him.

How could I stand there as he died? I couldn't. So I took his place.

I sprung from where I was with all my might, closing the distance. He was knocked out of the way as I bashed into him and fell to the ground, and the monster in front of me stared in shock for a moment. That time was all I had to look at him for the last time, as panic took over his face as he watched me on the ground in front of the man he had been fighting. A newborn tackled him, and he was pushed into another fight.

But I had saved him from the more dangerous one and newborns where easy enough to defeat with their lack of skill. I was reminded of my own fight as searing pain shot through me as I realized my right foot had been detached. It was quickly followed by my right, as the vampire I was fighting was young, at least, younger than I was.

Fighting with my all, I only bought myself time, as I couldn't get up without feet. Soon my legs where gone, then my hands and arms. I looked up into the face of my enemy as I was engulfed by flames. I let out one last scream as my world faded to black and all became silent.

I regained my sight in a place with pure white as far as the eye could see, and I felt at peace here, like a little child in their mothers arms. It was then I realized that my arms where back, along with everything else that had been torn. Suddenly I thought I knew where I was.

Was it possible that I was in Heaven, after all that I had done? I was definitely not the best person ever, no where near that, in fact. But here I was, full of peace.

"Sulpicia," A familiar voice called out to me. I knew the voice well, it was one I had heard nearly everyday of my human life. It wasn't long before my sister came into my sight, walking towards me. She looks the same as she had the night that... No, don't think about that. It's not the best thing to remember. Forget about the way she looked when you found her. Remember the twelve year old girl in front of you.

I couldn't wait for her to walk up to me, so I ran to her, and embraced her, burying my face in her blonde hair.

"Sulpicia," My younger sister said, returning the gesture. "Do you know where you are?" She pulled back. I shook my head 'no'.

"You are… No where." She paused. "And I think you should go back."

My jaw dropped. Was it possible to go back to earth once one was dead?

"You where happy there. I want you to be happy." A single tear rolled down her cheek. "I didn't have much when I left. You had everything you needed."

"Not everything." I pointed out. Not you. She smiled weakly.

"Even so, you had so much. You died saving him. And you should go back."

I was still in shock. I couldn't go back, could I?

"How?" I asked. My sister replied slowly, choosing her words carefully.

"If someone is dying… it can be a mental thing… they only think that they need to die… So they do." I nodded. "If you can find someone like that … You can take there place, in life, that is."

"You want me to invade someone's body?!" I asked, horrified.

"They'll die anyways, Sul." She pointed out. "As I was saying," She continued. We where obviously past the part she'd been nervous about. "If you do that, you can live. But only until your body turns eighteen. If you get bitten before that, you should be able to make it."

It wasn't hard to guess why I only had until I was eighteen. Seventeen was when my human life had ended. I guessed that my spirit could only go that far, considering it had never made it there when it should have.

"But, there's one more catch," The twelve-year-old said nervously. "You see, you won't remember anything about the real you, only things about the body you're in."

"So, let me get this straight," I spat. "I have to go invade a dying body, lose my memory, get bitten again, and find everything I lost?" She winced at my angry words, and another tear fell.

"Th-there's a s-slight c-chance that you m-might remember," She cried. I couldn't take her crying, and all the anger faded away as I drew her into my arms.

"I'm sorry, mia sorella," I apologized.

"It's okay," She sniffed, wiping away her tears.

"So," I asked. "How do I tell when someone's… uh… 'Mentally dying'?" My sister looked up at me, puzzled. I didn't need to be a mind reader to tell what she was thinking.

"Yes," I said. "I'll do it."

A/N: I hope you liked it! This is also my longest chapter so far, so to celabrate I made a dance. Too bad you guys can't see it. Sorry.

-dances-

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