OKay...I finally get to finish chapter.2. I hate year 10...
hmm...nothing else to say, enjoy!
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Marlene woke up with a start.
It was a dream.
But who was that girl? That girl looked just like me: auburn hair, brown eyes and fair skin. But could it be me? Those eyes that radiated warmness? Then who was the huntress then? And the last part, that girl was going to die—and… I was shouting…
I guess it's just another weird and random dream, Marlene thought. She got up and pulled a brush through her long hair, and ready for another day in her life. She looked around her room: military clean. She nodded with satisfaction.
Although, she had a eerie feeling that she wouldn't be back in this room for a long time.
Marlene was sitting on the sofa in the white mansion with her best friend, Irena. Irena was tiny, with light brown hair and huge violet eyes. She had delicate features with high cheekbones, and fair skin. And from her violet colour eyes, it remarks clearly that she is a descendent of Hellewise, which makes her a witch. Irena is Marlene's best friend. Right now she is talking excitedly to Marlene about her plans for the weekend, and she is planning how to teach all the Circle Daybreak members how to tidy their closet.
"Some of them just have a lack of fashion sense." She said, grimacing. "All Daybreakers should learn how to dress appropriately before they go on to important missions." She said seriously. Marlene was holding back a smile trying not to laugh at that. "I mean, how can you handle something important when you don't even look presentable?" Irena said quickly. "It's true, you know."
Marlene couldn't hold the smile anymore. Irena loves shopping, and once she gets started talking about fashion, no one could stop her. She is recently planning to have a speech to all the members of Circle Daybreak about having "appropriate outfits". She'd drag Marlene alone with her everywhere, claiming that she needs her best support.
Last week, Irena already gathered some Daybreakers to side with her. Two other witches, Thea and Gillian, showed some kind of interest. Gillian, who had short blonde hair, said that Angel used to help her with her outfits and all those stuff. "Sometimes it's nice for a change." She'd say, although Lupe seemed to be offended. Thea said it kind of reminded her of her cousin, Blaise, who she used to describe as Aphrodite. But most of all they just enjoy seeing Irena jumping up and down and being so excited.
"I should get Beth to help me too once she's back… She's the only one that has a better sense of fashion…" Irena kept babbling on. Beth, full name Elizabeth, is Irena's sister. She is two years younger than Irena. To be honest, Beth is the only one that goes alone with Irena with all those fashion stuff, and once they get together, no one could stop them from their craziness for fashion. They are truly sisters. Marlene thought.
Speaking of sisters, Marlene couldn't stop wondering about her own family. Marlene is human. She'd lost her family from a vampire attack sixteen years ago. She survived somehow because she was small and tiny at that time, then she met Charlotte. And so she was raised by Circle Daybreak members since the age of one. The thing is, she couldn't remember any thing about her family. For years she always wondered who her family were, and who were the vampires that massacred her family. But Marlene isn't the type for fighting and killing. Killers, they say. The only vampires Marlene would like to kill are the ones that murdered her family. They deserve to die. But Circle Daybreak saved her life and raised her, she owes them. She can't do nothing. So she sometimes work as vampire hunter for Circle Daybreak, hoping maybe she could find the ones that killed her family.
"…And then we could get some new outfits for those werewolves…" Irena's voice trailed off, pulling her back to reality. She was also dimly aware that Lupe at the corner looked offended by this. "Are you even listening to me?" Irena asked.
"Yeah." Marlene answered hastily. Irena's eyes narrowed, as if trying to get into her mind. "You sure?" She asked suspiciously. Irena was good at this. Marlene looked away, " Well, it was just…I was just wondering a little bit about my family…" She confessed.
Irena signed. "Marlene, you know, that's a really bad excuse, I'm not going to let you get away with this. You're still coming shopping with me this Saturday."
Marlene flushed, "That's not what I meant! Of course I'm still going shopping with you—"
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I get it." Irena laughed, then her face turned serious again. "I'm sorry for reminding you of that."
"S' okay." Marlene muttered.
People always pity her for her past, including Irena. They always try to avoid talking about her family as much as possible. But Marlene didn't like it. She didn't think it's something to avoid, it's not something you can avoid. She wanted to find out about her family, and it just doesn't help if everybody keeps being so sensitive about it.
She sighed, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Irena just kept looking at her with that same serious face and intense, violet eyes.
"Let's go shopping!" Irena said suddenly.
"What? Now?" Marlene asked surprisingly. Irena is always the hot-headed one. She never thinks before she acts. "What about Saturday?"
"Just come with me!" Irena dragged Marlene off the sofa, and all the way into her car.
Mean while, none of them noticed that Charlotte was standing behind them, watching them with sorrowful eyes.
It was almost twilight. The sun was setting, but there were streaks of golden sunlight were leaking and escaping through the thin layers of clouds. Marlene was looking out of the window of Irena's car, listening to Irena talking about how amazing it would be if she could persuade everybody to join her campaign.
"Marlene," Irena asked in a different tone, "Have you ever thought of loving someone? Besides me and Charlotte."
Marlene swallowed, usually when Irena speaks in a different tone, it means she's not going to let go until you tell her the truth. If there is something that Irena has, that is tenacity.
"Um, Beth? And—"
"No, no, not that kind of love." Irena said annoyed, "Like, love love, you get it?"
"No." Marlene said, dumbfounded.
Irena sighed. "Heard of the Soulmate principle?" Her eyes looked at her searchingly.
Something clicked in Marlene's brain, "Oh, that—"
"Right? You know it right? It's so romantic! Have you ever imagined how it would feel to have a soulmate? Isn't sweet?!" Irena rushed ahead excitingly.
Marlene rolled her eyes. Irena is always like this when it comes to romantic stuff. She'd heard of sayings about soulmates—two people, two souls connected, bound to each other forever, soul to soul, in a way even death couldn't break. Two souls that were destined for each other. Even if they were completely wrong for each other. But the bound is unbreakable.
"Do you really believe in that? Souls? I mean… it is nice for the idea that they're meant for each other…" Marlene didn't want to hurt Irena's feelings. Nobody would. Irena is just so lovely and sweet. Sometimes even overly lovely and sweet when she's hyper, but you can never get mad at her. Marlene always thought that Irena radiates her own energy—her own special energy that could make anyone within ten-foot radius forget about their troubles and miseries. It's like an aura of happiness that surrounded her. Like a special power or magic…or maybe it's a witch thing?
"Are you kidding? Did you see what happened to the-famous-Ash Redfern? Did you see how much he changed? He's making up his past because of his soulmate! Isn't that amazing? Do you remember how he used to be… Isn't that sweet?" Irena thundered, squeaking and emphasizing at the last word. "And the vampire hunter, Rashel and her soulmate Quinn! You're a vampire hunter, you should know!"
"Umm…well…" I've never actually talked to any other vampire hunters, Marlene thought. I've never noticed before… Being a vampire hunter for Circle Daybreak was just a duty to Marlene, it was nothing enjoyable.
"You know her!" Irena cheered before Marlene could say anything. "I told you so." She clapped her hands together, taking a deep breath. "I just wish I could meet my soulmate someday…" She said, closing her eyes, unaware that she is still driving.
"Irena, watch out!" Marlene shouted in horror.
Irena opened her eyes and put her hand back on the stirring wheel, "Goddess, calm down, Marlene, we're not going to die!"
"I would just appreciate more if you could keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the wheels." Marlene said cautiously. For some odd reasons, Marlene was terrified by car accidents, and Irena never seems to care about concentrating on driving. Instead she concentrates on whoever is sitting beside her.
"Fine. I'll behave." Irena said earnestly and she looked so innocent that Marlene almost believed her.
"So ,have you ever thought about having a soulmate?" Irena went back to her conversation, unaware that she is staring at Marlene again instead of the road.
Marlene sighed. "Irena, just shut up and drive."
When Marlene and Irena got back to the mansion, their hands were loaded with tons of shopping bags that you could barely see Marlene and Irena through all those bags.
"We're back from our shopping trip!" Irena tried to announced formally, hoping it would sound something more like "We're back from our mission." But she was too excited that it sounded more like "We've just came back from the aquarium and saw dolphins!"
There was only Charlotte sitting in the room right now. And her face was grim.
"Irena." She said in a calm voice, "I need to talk to you about something."
Charlotte is a tall, slim woman with blonde hair and healthy tanned skin. She looked about in her thirties, and she is a lamia. She was one of the earliest members in Circle Daybreak, and she was the one who found Marlene and took her in. She was like a mother to Marlene, and she gave Marlene something she couldn't have since the vampire attack that eliminated her whole family. She has deep, blue eyes, and right now they looked both worried and sad. Marlene had a feeling that something serious happened, because there was no smile on her face, which was unusual.
Irena seems to sense the tension too. Her enthusiasm was gone, and she stood up wordlessly and followed Charlotte. She looked confused, questions written all over her face.
"Irena" Charlotte repeated, "Irena, about Elizabeth." She stopped shortly. Irena's eyes were huge, for one second her face was blank. Then she seemed to absorb the information and what it might be. She looked at Charlotte and asked urgently: "What's wrong?" She reached out for Charlotte's hand, Charlotte didn't say anything. "What's wrong with Beth? Did she get in trouble again?" But from Charlotte's face, Marlene knew this isn't just about Beth getting in trouble.
"No, Irena. I'm really sorry. I wish it could be that simple, but it's not."
A minute of silence.
"She's dead, Irena."
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