Sorry it took me so long!!!! I wasn't going to continue this story because no one has been reviewing but my bff changed my mind! So thank-you Nightchildx for throwing down a rope and helping me climb out of my ditch!!!
I also had a writers block so thats also part of the reason it took so long, sheesh, now I know why the writers block is so infamous!
Enjoyy!!! =]
I heard voices... strangely familiar voices, yet, I couldn't figure out who they belonged to. I tried to peel open my eyes, but haunting images kept sliding around in my mind, holding me down from awakening. I saw my father and my mother sitting atop a pile of dead bodies in a field. I couldn't see my parents faces because they were turned away from me, but I could tell it was them. My father having white skin because hes American and brown, shoulder-length hair. My mother has tanned skin, since she's Asian and her black, waist-length hair whipping around her face. My parents faces slowly turned to face me, they're eyes were bright red. My mother sneered and threw her head back, laughing manically.
Suddenly, the dream changed. I was now looking at another feild, but this one was more haunting. The dream was focused on a huge oak tree with no leaves or buds even though the setting wasn't in winter. I looked at the base of the tree and saw blood all over the field. It looked like... the earth was bleeding. Something emerged from behind the tree and I saw Kaemon. Usually, his presence warms me, but this time I wanted to run away from him. He smirked and started to pull out something that was in his jacket. I saw a glint of blue before the dream shifted again.
This time, there was no field, but instead, whiteness. A woman appeared out of nowhere and she stuck out her right arm, bending her index finger, beckoning me to come to her. Something about her tickled my memory... this woman had black hair with red highlights. I took a step forward, and when I did, the mysterious lady changed into another equally mysterious lady. This lady I've never seen before. She had a warm smile and pale skin. She had beautiful and silky brown hair that fell in delicate waves down to her chest. She was wearing plain jeans and a white polo T-shirt. Something about this new woman made me feel safe, protected. She leaned forward and whispered, "Kiara. wake-up. Wake-up, wake-up, Kiara."
The image of the woman started to get fuzzy, like an out-of-focus camera lens. I don't know why, but when she started to disappear, I screamed. For some odd reason, her not being with me scared me. I'm never scared. Ever. I love the darkness, love fighting, kill creepy things for a living, and to me pain is like a little pinch here and there. I have a goth-girls taste and desires, I have the strength of Aragorn- the hot warrior and heir to the throne in Lord of The Rings- and I have the desire to destroy evil by any means necessary. So why am I so afraid to lose this person I've never met?
I sat up, screaming so badly I thought my throat was going to burn. Panting and sweaty I looked around me. I was in Abby's house in her guest room. I leaped out of the bed and walked to the mirror that was hanging on the wall above the dresser. My skin was paler than its usual paleness and I had dark circles under my eyes. And, it seems that someone removed my eye make-up. Huh.
I was still examining my appearance, my thoughts lingering on the mysterious woman when the door burst open and an annoyed Abbi came charging in the bedroom. She took one look at me and snapped her fingers impatiently. Her finger snapping trick made the whole room light up. The blinding brightness hurt so bad I screeched and for the covers. When I was safely hidden in the covers I hissed "Go away!"
"Humph, so now you're a vampire? Let me go get my bag of garlic!" Abby said sarcastically.
I couldn't help myself, I started to laugh. I felt the covers being pulled off of me and I let them. Abby was standing by my bed looking down at me.
"I dimmed the lights, I'm sorry, I keep forgetting that you prefer darkness over lightness. But honestly, child, get off your skinny butt!!! You've been hogging this bed for three days!!! Three days!!!"
I glared up at her and stuck out my tongue. Yes, I know it was a very childish thing for me to do but still, I felt like doing it. That's reason enough.
She lifted one delicate, purple eyebrow before smirking.
Crap. Whenever she makes that face, someone is going to die. Not literally, of course, but still.
"Wait! Okay, Abby. I'll get out of bed!!!"
"Oh, now you listen to me? Nu-uh. You're not getting off the hook that easily."
"W-what are you gonna do?"
She thought for a moment before saying, "I'll make you only be able to speak the truth... For three days."
Now it was my turn to raise one eyebrow.
"You don't think it's a good punishment? Just wait..." She said before laughing. Sparks flew from her hands and went through me. I gasped loudly, my sore back arching up.
Abby has a dark gift. She could make people do things, like mind control. She also could make the spells last for as long as she wanted. She has a tall, slender body with natural purple hair that flowed down to her waist. When I say natural, I mean she was born with purple hair. Her father was a warlock with, of course, purple hair. Her mother was also a warlock with starch white hair. Abby dyed the tips of her hair white, in remembrance of her mother. Whenever I asked her what happened to her parents, she would scream "They're gone and will never come back, bring it up again and I will kill you."
All I know now is that something terrible happened to her parents, and whenever she uses her gift, tears that she tries unsuccessfully to hide glisten in her eyes. If I had to guess what happened to her parents, I'd say it had something to do with Abby's gift.
"Now, I bet you're hungry, c'mon and I'll make you something," She said before turning her back on me.
"I'm hungry, yes, but not for your food. I'd rather make myself something, thank-you very much. Your food, though? Blech!" I blurted coldly.
She froze.
I gasped, covering my mouth with my hands.
Why the hell did I just say that? I've never like her food but I've always pretended I did! Then I remembered, the truth spell.
"Ah, Hell." I muttered. You see, Abby was obsessed with cooking. She spent all her time cooking and she thought I liked her food, so to hear me say that is like... I dunno something along the lines of ripping her heart out.
"I see the spell works," She said in a strained voice. "Get your things and get out. Now."
I kept my mouth covered as I silently plucked my belongings off the floor and rushed past her and ran out the door.
I was on her driveway when I heard her door slam closed. I uncovered my mouth and sighed.
It didn't take me long to realize that my motorcycle wasn't here. I sighed again and walked slowly home, my back still painfully sore as well as my muscles.
My mind was wandering back to my frightening dreams when I stepped onto my driveway. The minute I stepped onto my driveway, I realized something was wrong. My motorcycle was here, but that wasn't the problem. I don't know why, but for some reason my house didn't feel... safe.
That was when I looked up and saw that my door was ajar. A panic started to build up in me, but I quickly slammed it down.
I looked down and realized that luckily, I was in my hunter outfit still. But... This outfit is... new. Huh. It looked and felt the same as my other one except it wasn't torn in shreds.
I took a deep breath and stealthily made my way to the front door without making a single sound.
Looking back, I should've just kept walking to Kaemon's house. But of course, I didn't do that.
I pushed open the door and looked wildly around, my hand resting on the hilt of one of my daggers. I heard voices coming from my room. I silently took off my shoes- your not supposed to wear shoes around the house- and proceeded down the hall in my socks. When I reached the sliding door that marked the entrance into my room, I heard the voices clearly.
"... we gonna do?" A very familiar female voice said. I knew this voice, but who's was it?
"We're going to wait till she comes home, of course. This is her home and she's been injured badly by my Orbeski demons, so she's not going to sense our presences here. Well, at least not until it's too late." Said another strangely familiar male voice.
Ha. Obviously they have no idea about the talents of Abby. Shes our healer in this neighborhood. A very good healer, I might add. My injuries should've kept me in bed for a week but because of her, I'm up and moving in a mere three days. I also was able to sense the danger the moment I took one step on to my property. So there!
"I... I don't like this. I don't want to hurt Kiara again..." The female sounded sad... The only person I can think of who ever hurt me really badly and who was a good friend of mine is... Raven Ventrue.
Just thinking her name brought back horrible memories and a spark of fury lit in me. How dare she come back here like she's fucking welcome?!
"Raven," The man said sternly, "Get over the past. She hates you more than anything and if she sees you now, I know without a doubt she'll attack you in attempts to relieve her tortured past. She will show no mercy and neither can you!"
I hate to admit it, but he was dead on.
"And," The man continued, "Don't forget that your not the only person who severely hurt her. I did too. She was the love of my life, my fiance. She loved me more than anything, she even left the demon hunting business for me..." He trailed off, his voice breaking at the "for me" part.
"What happened?" Raven asked.
"She betrayed me!" His voice filled with such venom, "She tried to kill me and she almost did!! I let my softness get the better of me so I couldn't fight back... so now you see why I could care less if you died. She murdered my heart, and now I have no heart."
I let out a soft gasp, realizing who this man was. Tears welled up in my eyes. I never betrayed him, he betrayed me!! Never, in a thousand years would I betray my soul mate!!!
I wanted to run up to him, hug him tight to me, but he's a changed man now and so am I. Because of him, I never let another man into my heart. Kaemon has tried unsuccessfully to heal me, but I can never be healed. Raven and This man both destroyed my life and now I'm a robot demon-hunter.
I've been lying to myself this whole entire time.
I said I loved killing demons, that it was my passion, but it's not. It never was. I fought the demons hoping, just hoping, that one of them would be from this man. That one of them would lead me to this man.
His name is... Vladimir Aleynikov.
Was I afraid? No.
Was I going to approach them? Yes.
Why? It's my house!
I took a deep breath, wiping at my eyes.
I quietly set down my hoodie and electronic devices on the floor and put each of my two hands on each of my two daggers hilts that rested on either side of my hips.
I slid open the door fast, cutting of Ravens words in mid-sentence.
They both looked at me, even though it was dark I could make out the two figures and Ravens red hair.
I plastered a smile on my face and said coldly, "What? You do know it's rude to show up at someones house without giving that person some notice so she can go buy big locks to put on all the doors."
Raven took a step forward and my daggers glowed a bright, white color. She looked down at my daggers and so did I.
"Huh. I guess my daggers dislike you. I have to listen to my daggers, because after all, they've never betrayed me. Not. Once."
Vladimir stepped forward, and the daggers stopped glowed even brighter.
"And what does that mean...?" Vladimir questioned- even though he knew the answer- in his thick Russian accent.
"You know damn well what it means." I spat.
I couldn't see his face but I was pretty sure he'd be smiling darkly at my remark.
He took another step towards me. Then another. Another.
He was standing directly in front of me; I could feel his even breathing on my face.
He lifted up on of his thin hands and lightly caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. I took a step back, pushing down the urge to kiss him.
"What the fuck do you want with me? Why are you here?"
"What makes you think I want something from you?" He countered.
"Hmm, well, let's see," I started ticking things off with my fingers, "Your in my house, your standing in my room, you said you were going to wait till I showed up, and you keep stepping fucking closer to me!! Hello? It's called personal space!!"
He laughed. He actually laughed... at me!
I snarled at him and Raven stepped up next to him.
Her sudden movement caused me to yank out one of my daggers and rest it lightly against her neck.
It did it with such speed, her vampire quickness couldn't prevent me from pulling the dagger out on her.
She gasped and Vladimir stopped laughing.
"Go ahead. Kill her." He said.
"Maybe I fucking should! She deserves it." I snarled, venom wrapping around my words and slicing through the air.
Her hair lit up in beautiful flames. As did her knuckles and her eyes.
"You can try," She challenged.
Vladimir let out another laugh and clasped his hands together, "Excellent," He purred.
Within seconds I had my second dagger under his chin.
"Maybe I should start with you, Vladimir. After all, your betrayal was the worst."
I could see his bright, green eyes light up.
He put his hand over my left hand that was holding onto the hilt of the dagger and he pushed the dagger gently into his neck, a trickle of blood forming.
I gasped and released the dagger, letting it fall loudly to the ground.
Raven stopped breathing.
The warlock gave me an almost sad smile before saying, "I knew you didn't have it in you," coldly.
"Which is weird," He continued, "because you had it in you last time."
"Because you betrayed ME!!"I snapped.
"NO!" Raven said, interrupting what Vladimir was about to say.
"Stay out of this, you BITCH!" I yelled, pushing the dagger on her neck further.
She growled deeply and Vladimir glared at her. She stopped immediately and backed away, out of reach of my dagger. I let my arm fall back to my side noiselessly.
"You think I betrayed you?" He asked.
I could only nod my head.
"It's the other way around."
"No," I whispered.
"Yes," He whispered back.
"NO!!" I screamed in his face, startling him. "I never betrayed you!! You were my lover, my soul-mate!!! Never in a thousand years would I even think of betraying you!!!"
I gasped, startled by what I just screamed in his face. I told him my thoughts!! No! Why did I blabber out my true thoughts to him?! Curse Abby and her spells!!!
He too gasped, his face softening. But only for a second. A second later, his softness disappeared, leaving him with a cold and hard expression.
I took an involuntary step back, and so did he.
My lip trembled and I bit my lip, but I bit my lip to late because he saw my trembling face. His brows knitted together as my hands started to shake. I turned my back on them, not wanting him to see me so torn and broken.
"Get. Out." I said, my voice breaking.
"You see Raven? This is the exact reason you need to rid yourself of feelings, of a heart. She couldn't hurt me because of her feelings, now she's going to cry and let us leave quietly without a fight. Pathetic," He sneered.
That pushed me over the edge.
I screamed with fury and lunged at him, causing us both to fall down to the floor.
I was sitting on top of him on his belly, in a very awkward position, so I started to furiously throw punches, trying to mess up his beautiful face. He let me, too.
After a while he started to laugh and I stopped.
Still in our awkward position, he said, "You did much worse last time. You've lost your touch."
I leaned over so I was in his face and whispered, "You've lost your touch too. Your not even attempting to hit me back, what? Are your emotions getting in the way... again?"
He just smirked and put his hands on my shoulders, pulling me even closer. "Show me your worst," He whispered fiercely.
I pulled away from his grasp and yanked out my dagger, holding it in both hands above my head.
He narrowed his eyes at me, challenging me to do it.
Just as I started to plunge the dagger into his chest, fire slammed into my injured back. I dropped the dagger letting out a gasp and then a painful scream as my back screamed in newly awakened pain.
I crumpled to the ground, except, instead of my head landing painfully on the floor, my head landed on his unstabbed chest. I immediately rolled over so I was on the floor instead of on him, making sure my belly was against the floor and not my back.
I panted, sweat building up on my temple as I tried to stop my back from crying out in pain. Something touched my back softly- a hand- and then it disappeared.
"What the hell?" I heard Vladimir say. "Raven!" He snapped.
"Why did you do this? She's bleeding! How in the hell did you make her bleed like this?"
Raven stuttered, "I-I didn't do that! I simply threw one of my fireballs at her so she wouldn't hurt you!!"
I heard the crack of a slap and Raven gasped. I looked up to see her clutching her cheek and Vladimir looming over her.
"I told you to stay out of it!!! I needed to know what strengths she possesed you little WENCH!!"
"It's not... her fault," I said slowly, trying to keep my voice steady.
I sat up, wincing as I did so. I looked at both of their faces. Raven's was scared and Vladimir's was confused and gaurded.
"Three days ago, a hunted down a pack of Orbeski demons. One got me really badly in the back starting at the bottom of my back and ending at the bottom of my neck. It knocked me out for three days. I awoke an hour ago." I cursed silently under my breath, hating that the spell didn't let me leave out the part of how long I was knocked out.
"Raven wait for me outside," He ordered, not sparing a glance at her as she silently obeyed him.
I tried to reach for my daggers, but a foot came down on the one I was grabbing for. I looked up into the eyes of Vladimir.
"Save it, Kiara. Your in no condition to fight and I will wait to fight you until your at your best. I'm looking forward to a good, final fight."
I looked into his green eyes and shakily stood up. I slowly walked to the bathroom and grabbed a towel, throwing it gently over my back.
I heard him sigh from somewhere behind me.
I whipped around, ignoring painful protests of my back.
"What?" I snapped venemously.
But he was gone.
It was my turn to sigh now, as I leaned against the wall. I clutched it for support wondering where to go for my newly opened wound. I couldn't go to Abby, she was still mad at me.
Kaemon!
I ran out of my room only to smack into something hard. I looked up and met Kaemons worried eyes.
"What happened? Whats wrong? I woke up and somehow sensed you were in trouble, what's wrong with-"
I grabbed him into a hug, crying like a baby.
He stroked my hair and kept saying, "It's okay. I'm here now, it's okay."
"It's Vlad," I said in between sobs.
"What?!" He gasped.
"Vlad was here and I tried... to kill him... but I- I couldn't!!!"
"Why not? He deserves it more than anything or anyone else in the world!"
"I can't... because... because...... because I STILL LOVE HIM!!!" I screamed the last part at the top of my lungs and I heard two gasps.
One was from Kaemon, and the other was from someone standing by the door. I looked up, over Kaemons shoulder and saw Vlad standing by the doorway.
I reached out to him, like a baby would reach for its stuffed animal.
"Vlad..." I whispered, but he had already disappeared back outside. I heard the screech of tires as a car tore away from this house... from this life... from me...
Damn. This spell is getting annoying. Now, I just confessed my love for Vlad. What next? Geez.
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