Manolito POV

"I was hoping this is where you lived," I said, smiling. "It was of the upmost importance that I spoke to you."

"Manlito, are you sure that you want to talk to her?" Emily asked, trying to be cute, she did that hair thing that human girls do.

"I am knowledgeable of your state of life," I said. She is one of the Karii pledges. Forgetting she knew not of who I truly am, so I had to talk the style of present again. "I, I mean, uh, I know about your relationship status."

"So you like her?" Emily asked, upset.

"Well..." I said, attempting not to ponder the thought abundantly. I could not be weak for any of the fairer sex.

"O... M... G!" Emily exclaimed, and ran back into the house. She was upset, but that wasn't what mattered.

Sashkay was looking at me with eyes so bright that they could melt steel. (That was not my work.) "Do you, Manolito?"

"Aye, my dearest," I said, rather defeated. She smiled and kissed me. The sensation was extravagant, unmatched by any and all feelings. It made my life feel of importance and it made me feel deep remorse, for what my duty was. To kill such a rose among such normality. I have never thought a woman to be so strikingly beautiful and pure; then it had to be a Karii.

"Manolito, you really shouldn't like me, I am no good." She looked at me with eyes full of sorrow, and as tears emerged from them, I knew then I could do her no harm. She was the one, no matter what or who she was. She was the girl that would make me, or break me.

"Sashkay Aribella Regoldie, I know who you are, be not afraid of that," I knew that using her spirit name would arouse her interest.

"I am a scary girl," she said, not noting the 'Sashkay' thing. "I am a fighter."

"And I am a bloodsucking vampire who could kill you. The truth is, my dear, I am to kill you, but I cannot," I said honestly, but she smiled.

"I doubt that you are a vampire, if so: kill me, drink my blood, or hurt me." I could not do that, she was too perfect. I knew that if I was to ever be happy, I would need to be with her. If she doesn't want me to know who she is, so be it, I will call her Bella. If she thinks her friend will be infuriated, I will be hidden. If she thinks she is losing me, she just has to tell me good-bye; but no matter what, I will still love her. No one can change that.

"Why do I not take you as my lady, please Bella?" I begged she would say yes, hither I will stay for her, and thither my old self will flee.


"Why do I not take you as my lady, please Bella?" he asked. Yes, Manolito Timm just asked me out! All that came out of my mouth was a little 'definitely' and a huge smile.

"Bella, get in the house NOW," yelled Emily. She was hurt, and she is my best friend.

"Manolito, I have to go," I said, knowing he would understand.

"My dearest, I understand." When he said that, I saw a smile. "Call me James." Then he dissapeared. I went inside, confused and worried about everything that just happened.

"Sashkay!" Emily was calling me by my spirit name, how odd. 'Yes' was all I said, then she started her speech that I knew I would get. "Sashkay Aribella Regoldie, how on in the name of the Elders do you think that you can be in a relationship with a guy so comitted to you? Do you think that your Father would approve? Do you think that if you are killed, or when you become a Karii, that he can follow you? He will never be able to be with you fully, because you will have to hide it from him!"

"Firstly, I am not in a relationship with Manolito, but his friend, James. Secondly, I won't ever commit, you know that. Thirdly, Father won't ever find out, right?"

"I guess not," Emily said. She was back. Now, I knew she should leave, I needed to think. "Emily, I need to, uh, hunt, so could you go to your place? I will live with one night of separation."

"Of course, but tell me all about this James guy tomorrow, ok?" she asked. I nodded, then she let herself out. I felt that I would be attacked by a vampire. This would be war. I would win, like always. He was weak. He was in love. He wasn't going to be able to touch me. I am Sashkay Aribella Regoldie. I am the Spirit Princess. I am...

"Hello, my dearest."


*Oranor Tarlom is helping me out, check him out... literally. HE JUST CALLED HIMSELF FIIIIIIIINE.