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Chapter 4 - Remember Me

Time passed, Isabella couldn't tell how much. Days faded into nights and nights merged into more days. The one thing Isabella knew for sure, was that Henry had not come to see her. She could sense that he was alive, but there was something wrong with his aura. It seemed…tainted.

She also feared that they had captured him, but she sensed him moving about the castle, so why hadn't he come to her. One more thing that bothered her was the presence that was always with him, very much like Henry's. She guessed it was a vampire but she couldn't be sure and Henry would've killed a vampire as soon as it entered his territory.

When she tried to sense him his aura felt like it was ghosting almost as if someone was laying another layer of aura on him, a covering layer. When Isabella tried to look deeper something shut her out and she felt nauseas.

Mary came and saw her three times, only to have her tortured. She must have screamed Henry's name more than once, she may have been strong-spirited but next to no one could have endured that without screaming. She hated being caged, it was one of the worst feelings in the world to her. She found herself going half mad in the 6 by 6 foot cell, she had pushed her magic to the limit trying to break free of the anti-magic that bound the cell but as soon as the magic hit the bars it was absorbed.

Between being tortured, going half mad being trapped and not seeing Henry, Isabella's soul almost gave in and when Mary came to see her again she had had enough.

"I have a surprise for you," Mary said as Isabella dragged herself to her feet.

"How sweet," Isabella replied, sarcasm dripping from her tone.

"But only if you bow to me," Mary said smugly.

"Mice will grow wings and fly before I bow to you," Isabella smoothly replied but her manner completely changed when she saw Henry appear at the bottom of the stairs, being led by a dark-haired woman. She felt a pang of anger at the sight of this woman, Isabella would be lying if she said this woman wasn't pretty. She noticed his subdued demeanour and the pang of anger towards Henry turned into a rush of anger at Mary and this woman.

"What have you done to him?" she asked her eyes never leaving Henry as he was led towards her.

"I have done nothing," her innocent tone soundly horribly fake. "Christina on the other hand…."

She was cut off by Isabella as she repeated the name "Christina." She knew that name meant trouble. Henry had told Isabella about Christina, he said that Christina was the vampire that turned him and that they spent time together. Isabella knew that it took a long time for Henry to get over Christina, but she trusted Henry, trusted that he was over Christina and in love with her.

However seeing him with her didn't do much for her confidence, but she was more interested in Henry's well being.

"Henry," Isabella said uncertainly as he approached her.

He looked at her with confused eyes, like he did know her somehow but he couldn't place the face. His grey-blue eyes lazily searched her face, looking for something to recognise her by. He stared into her eyes but his eyes didn't seem to focus properly, like he was trying to see her through muddy water. Isabella watched him carefully, he frowned slightly.

Isabella stared at him, with pleading eyes, silently begging him to recognise her. His eyes suddenly glazed over as his mind flicked through heavily buried memories. Henry felt a powerful memories pushing its' way to the surface. He could see the girl in front of him, not dejected and broken but passionate and angry. The echo of an impatient voice resonated through his mind, "You can put your fancy dental work away, it doesn't work on me."

Henry shook his head to clear it of these strange visions.

"Henry…" The strange imprisoned girl whispered to him, "Stay with me."

Her words awoke more far off memories, the gentle predawn light softened her beautiful features.

"Stay with me," he heard his voice say.

"I will stay with you," she answered. "Forever."

A name floated to the surface of his foggy memory.

"Isabella," he whispered, reaching out towards the bars.

In the background he could hear his half sister's outraged screams. But it didn't matter. All that mattered was the person in front of him, with the deep blue eyes. Who was she? Why did he feel these tender feelings when he saw her? He wanted to stay in this half conscious state of mind where he could delve deep into his hidden memories but something was slowly dragging them further out of reach. Someone was hurting the person who controlled his mind.

"Guards! Capture that woman! She has betrayed my trust and must now die!" Mary yelled as her soldiers, 10 of them, pinned Christina to the wall. Henry just stood blankly staring into space, now that his connection with Isabella had been broken. He showed no outward sign of life but his mind was processing all the images he'd seen just moments ago. He searched her eyes hoping that the answer was written in them. She had been smiling since he said her name.

"Henry…" She started, but never finished because Christina shrieked.

"No! I can make it stronger! I can make him forget! Kill me and no one in the world that can take my place!"

Isabella grasped Henry's hand holding onto her last hope. "Henry, It's me Isabella. Don't you remember?"

The touch brought more memories, she had held his hand when his father died. She had held him in his darkest moments. This woman in front of him was special but how? He couldn't quite grip the memory.

"Isabella, I…" He didn't know what to say, he was so confused as he gazed into his eyes still searching.

As he tried to grasp at the memories he realised they were getting further and further away from him. Something or someone was dragging them away from him. He fought for them but they were gone. He backed away from the cell bars, gently pulling his hands away from Isabella's grip, and returned to his subdued state.

"Henry, no, stay with me," Isabella said her voice shaking. Christina came to his side and quickly led him away.

"Henry, don't leave me here! It's Isabella, please remember me," Isabella said desperately.

Henry and Christina disappeared up the steps and back into the palace. All that could be heard throughout the whole castle were the sound of footsteps and a desperate cry of "Henry!"

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