Yeah, its chapter two. ) This one be in Nicks POV.

She had finally woken up after what seemed like forever. Then she cringed for some reason. "Why do I hear so much? It hurts my ears, it so loud." she asked as quietly as she could not to hurt her own ears. And I simply replied smiling at her. She smiled back.

"Well..."I said as soft as I could "you are experiencing some...how should I put it...changes "She cringed in pain possibly.

See well... you're getting your wish, you wanted to be immortal; to live forever. But please," my voice sounded pained even to me. "Do not hate me for what I am doing for you." I hope she wasn't scared. She looked terrified. Then I saw her expression it was agenizing. Then she screamed in pain. At least she was not scared. But she made me feel terrible for causing her this pain with every scream she let out.

When she had finally woken up, no longer in pain; I was glad she had not hated me. The longer we stayed together, I started to love her and I was hoping she felt the same way towards me.

Danielle had the most intriguing eyes ever. They were pitch black. It looked like I should have them with my black hair. Also the most amazing hair ever. It was a strawberry color. She too, had bangs that she pushed to the side. We were the perfect match. Even our features matched she should have my eyes and I should have her hair.

1693 Ipswich, Massachusetts

While traveling in Ipswich, we were separated. She was accused of performing witchcraft. Just because every one else was killing each other and for the ungodly reason for being beautiful. Humans are too naive.

"No, go, we shall meet up later love" She begged me to go.

"I will kill them all before they lay a finger on you!" I threatened.

"No, we live peacefully kill no one I promise I will get out. Meet me in London where we first met, at the pub." She was still begging me to leave.

"Fine..." I un-willingly agreed" But I will find you one way or another." I vowed

She smiled. She gave me too much love. As I too loved her too much.



I caught her head in my hands.

"Danielle" I whispered

"Nickolaus" She whispered back.

We only had time for a quick kiss. A priest began to walk to the jail cell to take my Danielle away from me. I could kill him for accusing my personal sun for being a witch. If only he knew a bout his daughter and her playing with black magic.

"May hell have no mercy on you vile witch!" He cried.

I growled.

"Then may hell unleash its worst." I heard her mutter. I was worried. Fire was extremely painful. Once I traveled in Romania before I meet Danielle. A small town was terrified of me. So I hid in the house I was living in at the time and so they lit it ablaze. The flames engulfed me I noticed my skin grew back but I wished I had died for those minutes that seemed like hours of pain. When I had told her story she had a look of pain on her face. But I was glad I lived to meet the goddess, herself, Aphrodite.

"I love you, don't worry we will find each other soon"

"Don't worry I have complete and utter faith in you, love" She tried reassured me.

She told me to leave and get a start to London. But I held back in the woods to help her if she needed it.

That was the last I saw her. I stayed out of sight of everyone even Danielle. Then I heard an ear shattering scream. It was Danielle. She could not hold it in any more so she cried. I could take no more. I was troubled should I go and save her or leave for London? I left only with her promise for her to get out quickly and meet me in London. I knew she would get out.

I was in London but where the hell was she? It has been at least 34 weeks since I seen her dazzling smile. It was killing me. I searched every where and asked every one to see if any one has seen her but no sign. So I went and searched for her. I started in Ipswich. But when I got there, there was none of those who tried to kill her. So I stayed and asked someone what happened. "Well the last person here who was burned at the stakes she must have cast a spell for her to live. So the town people left her on the stakes to starve her and . . . . Well when people traveled here it whole place was empty no was here. But the witch was gone so people think she got free and killed the whole town for revenge so I've heard." That was the only answer I got from every person I asked about it and I was getting worried. Where the hell was she!? Just then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Oh no I thought to my self. She must have got too thirsty and she must have killed someone and burned the rest of the people. . . .



I must have searched the whole globe. I know I did. I must be at the wrong place at the wrong time so I stayed in London. Waiting for her to come. I knew she looked for me I could tell her scent any where I would follow it then it would be cut off like it would disappear.

I found a lead in Ireland and followed it all the way to Cork. Then it stopped in a small building. It was on a man. I could tell the way he talked about her was with love and sadness. I knew he loved my Danielle. But I could not tell where the sadness came from. I walked over to him.

"Excuse me are you talking about Danielle?" I asked politely. He looked down. He had dark circles around his eyes as if he lost sleep over her.

"Yes." He said very quietly. "Are you Nickolaus?"

"Yes do you know where to find her?! " I asked quickly. He looked over at his friend with regret.

"I'm sorry she died a few days ago." He apologized.

"W . . . what?" I was taken aback.

"Yes she said she was married to a man named Nickolaus and was looking for him but she said she never found him and I think she died of a broken heart looking for you" he somewhat glared at me but was too tired.

"Oh god what have I done?" I stared at my hands.

The man tolled me where Danielle was buried. When I got to the graveyard I saw a mausoleum with an angel on top of it. I walked over to it. On the door it read:

"HERE LIES DANIELLE ELIZABETH BURDETT BORN: LONDON, ENGLAND DEATH: CORK, IRELAND. DIED LOOKING FOR HER SPECIAL SOMEONE. THIS ANGEL WAS TO SWEET TO DIE SO ONLY GOD PUT HER TO SLEEP TO AWAKE AGAIN."

The man was right she really had died. But how? I knew vampires don't die but how did she die? Only 80 years had past. This puzzled me a lot. I was heartbroken.

I heard of an amazing doctor who could fix anything was near by. I figured it was Carlisle. We were old friends. Maybe I will pay him a surprise visit I thought. And stay with him for a while. I left leaving nothing behind except my heart with my black eyed angel.