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Chapter 3

Alexander woke the next night, coming through the transformation easily, our lines gift and also our curse. Our transformations will always be easier that most, however each in our line can only be changed by someone who cares for them, loves them even. Siete loved me and therefore made my transformation easy. I will pass that on to each of my children, as they do for there's.

He was always destined to be strong, but I never imagined that he would grow so quickly after only six months. As October drew near, he became almost as powerful as I was. He would never surpass me, but he would be stronger than most. As of then, he was my only fledgling. The two of us lived with Siete, in his palace.

It was October 25, what would have been my 18th birthday. I had died almost one year before this; on the day I was to become queen. My sister took the thrown one week later, after our father died. I had not seen any of my family in almost a year. The pain and the loneliness were slowly leaving, but there were still nights when it became unbearable.

Against all better judgment I was standing on the balcony to my sisters' room. I had rashly decided that I needed to come and see her and no one had been with me in order to put a stop to this madness. I could see her sitting at the table across from where I was standing. She was shaking with sobs, I could only guess as to the reason she was crying. So much in her young life was reason for tears, yet my sister had always been the more rational one. She didn't wear her emotions on her sleeve; she didn't follow her heart as strongly as her head. She was the one out of the two of us that was truly destined to be queen. However, as I stood there watching her, I realized that I could no longer live my life, while my sister thought that I was gone forever.

I knew that there was a good chance that she might hate me, but I had decided to take that chance. I slowly stepped towards the doors leading into the room. I silently opened the doors and slipped inside. I walked up behind her and put my hand over her mouth, stifling the scream that escaped her lips.

'I am going to let you go sister, but I beg of you not to scream again. I will not hurt you.' I found my way into her surprisingly well guarded mind and convinced her to relax. I released her body and watched as she slowly turned to face me. The look of pure terror that covered her face was enough to make me regret coming here. But I had come this far and I refused to back out now.

'Dea is it really you or is it your ghost? Please tell me that you are really here and that this is not just some cruel dream that the gods have cursed me with.'

'Sister, it is I. I am so sorry to have left you this past year.' She looked at me now without fear but with rage. She was so angry with me. I knew that I probably deserved every bit of this anger but it still was hard to take. She then surprised me by raising her arm to me and slapping me across the face.

I new that it was her own form of rejection, and it cut like a knife. I had expected anger but I had never expected to feel this amount of betrayal behind the anger. Kanika felt as if I had betrayed her and I knew that there was most likely nothing that I could do to change her mind. She interrupted my thoughts by speaking again.

'You are no longer my sister, you are lost to me and I am ordering you to leave this place at once. I do not wish to see you.' I could no longer control the anger and hurt that I could feel rising in my chest. In that moment, I lost all control.

I grabbed my sister by the wrist and pulled her towards me. I pushed myself into her mind and willed her to sleep. Once she had stopped struggling I sank my fangs into her neck. It took every last bit of self control that I had to not drain every once of blood that flew through her veins, and when I realized what I had done I changed her to save her life.

There had been no other choice. I had killed the last member of my family. I brought my beautiful, light sister into this dark world, and I hated myself for it. She did not belong here, but now she was damned for eternity.

I swallowed my pride as I allowed my self to call to my sister. I did not wish to bring her into this, and I knew she would not be over eager to help me. However I knew that I could never do this on my own.

I walked back to the local park and waited for her to join me. Kanika, now Tala, had always been comfortable around nature, especially trees. I found myself in one of my favorite perches, on an old, decaying maple. This tree was likely to be cut down in a few years, but for now it was a decent place to wait.

After almost an hour I felt a familiar presence coming towards me. I was still slightly surprised that she came, but I could also feel the aggression that came with her. I had woken her up and she was not happy. I could deal with her easily enough; I just hoped that this wouldn't make her less willing to help me.

"Icis, you had better get your ass down here now. You called me here so get down off of your high preach and start talking."

"What, no hello for your sister? I'm hurt. I haven't seen you in almost 15 years and you just come up to me and start yelling. Really, Tala I thought you were more composed then that."

"Fine, hello, now get to the point." I was pushing her limits and I knew that it could cost me her invaluable help, but she just made it so easy. I smiled at her and I swear she almost attacked me right then. I decided it was probably best if I just told her what I needed, I was wasting both hers and my time.

"It's Jager, well more realistically its Fala with Jagers protection. The bitch is really causing trouble with me and I want her gone. I have talked with Siete, but he can only really get involved if I am going to get myself killed. Therefore I need you here, along with some of the others, to give me the surrounding that I need to take her down and not die right after her." I swear I could have smacked the smirk right off of Tala's face. She was going to try and play with me and I was not in the mood to deal with her shit.

"Dea, what makes you think that any one would want to help you rather then put a knife in you ourselves?" Bringing up a vampires human name was almost a sure way to get yourself killed. She was bringing up any weakness of mine that she could think of in order to give herself some small leverage.

"Well, Kanika, I understand that you are in a bit of trouble yourself, and with Silver no less. I don't think that you are in any position to be making threats and demands. You need my protection just as much, if not more, than I need your help. So what do you say, Tala? Risk your own neck and refuse me or join me and have the help that you need. I will let you think about it, you know where to find me when you have made your decision." With that I turned and walked away. She would not come running after me right away; her pride was to strong for that. But she would be in my house within the next hour, because she truly had no other choice.