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We enter the cave, I feel it reaching out to me, a terrible and unimaginable presence, I see Caine stiffen infront of me and I slowly slip my hand into his. He turns around shocked at this actual sign of warmth and holds my hand tight pulling me into the ever growing darkness.

It whispers, sick vision and twisted thoughts fill my mind and I can't block them out, I am holding on by the seams and Caine's hand, he keeps me sane and I know I do the same for him. Suddenly as I step over a rocky crevice the voices in my head magnify and it all comes into a structured sentence,

'Come to me, I have need of you' It beckons and I reply in a whisper under my breathe, "where is my daughter, please ill do anything!" I turn to see if Caine has heard and luckily he hasn't. I wait for a response and all I feel is emptiness apart from some scared whimpering from the soldiers and Caine calling out and taunting Drake but I know they aren't near because I can always feel something inside when my child is near and all I feel is emptiness until the whispers finally start again.

'I have need of you, your child has need of you.' It speaks and I am almost screaming out loud before I catch myself. "Please, I'll do anything just don't hurt her!" I mumble through a tear stained face.

The whispers come back to my mind and I think I can detect a hint of excitement.

'The child is weak and in need of sustenance, if you come quietly and alone you can see her but if you do not come I will send out my faithful servants to retrieve you and don't delude yourself into thinking you can get away from me. If you agree I will give you the directions to find me if you disagree or come with company I will punish you and your lover, severely'

I am trembling by the end and I pause to tug at Caine's shirt, "Caine, please can we stop for a minute?" I breathe out and nods and tells the 'troops' we will pause for a moment. Shakily I lower myself to the cold hard ground of the cave and curl up, knees pressed up against my chest I tried to keep back tears.

Oh god, what shall I do? It wasn't like I had much of a choice either I came on my own or I got Caine and I injured, severely. I knew already the only reason that the darkness wanted me; milk. It embarrassed me and when I had heard that my baby was weak and unwell my heart had contracted, I felt as if someone was physically hurting me instead of her because now I know the extent of a mothers love, and I don't mean people like mine and Caine's mothers, I mean me. So basically I had already made the decision.

Looking up I saw Caine crouching down beside me with shiny eyes that showed signs of tears, we locked eyes and he nodded silently not needing words to communicate, he knew exactly what I felt.

Leaning forwards he closed the space between us and pulled me close into his chest, his clean shirt presses against my ripped and soiled blouse and his forehead leans on mine,

"we will get her back, I know, I am sure."

He whispers sounding unsure of himself and also as if he is trying to convince not just me but himself too. I shuffle into his lap so I can be closer and soak up some of his warmth, I can barely make out his sharp feature by the light of the torch.

I snake my arms right the way around of his back and a smile finds my lips when my hands find a stone the size of my fist, I squint to see that the soldiers are further down the cave from me and out of earshot all crouched scared in little huddles.

"I am sorry Caine, I shouldn't have brought you hear, I didn't understand, please forgive me." I murmur into his ear as I raise the rock and bring it down in one quick motion over his head.

At first he looks confused but he didn't have time to realise what was going on before he slumped onto me, his head landing against my shoulder as if he were asleep. I throw the rock down and stroke his hair from his eyes, he looks so innocent like this, I free myself from his arms and gently lay him down against the stone,

"it was for the best Caine, someday you will see."

I then stood up, I knew I would have never been able to get away from him and if I told him he would never let me go. It's for the best, keep telling myself that and the doubt goes away.

I follow the voices in my head and manage to slip away from the soldiers and break into a sprint, my hands tearing on the sharp surfaces of the rock and my knees turning bruised and bloody with every stumble and fall, I don't know when I stop feeling and my eyes close as I just stumble my way through endless darkness thinking one thought; I have probably just signed my sole to the devil.

Fifteen minutes, that's how long it takes until I am collapsing in a heap panting and sweating I know the way even though I cannot see and I know that now only a hard wall of marble cave separates me from my baby but I can't stand up so I begin to crawl, the stone tearing at my legs even more. The small cave tunnels all lead in to a massive formation that looks eerily similar to how I would picture Dracula's cave and there just in on the middle sits the whole freak show. The oozing mass of green crystals that represents the darkness is swarming by Drake and penny who is holding my little girl, with that last sight darkness envelopes my vision and everything slips away.

I am awoken when I feel myself being thrown to the ground in disgust at the feet of Drake and Penny's smirking faces.

"What the hell happened to you, witch?" Drake laughs but all I can reply is a groan as I try to sit up, which fails.

"Doesn't actually matter!" Penny smiles,

"all we need is to put the baby on her," she looks slightly unsure and adds as after thought, "I think."

I am able to answer with a "piss off and give me my kid or else" before Drake has wrenched my baby out of penny's arms and is striding towards me.

I let out an involuntary gasp when I see her and feel tears prick at my eyes, she is very unearthly pale, her dark hair is wet with, blood? and I can see bruises on her tiny body from rough hands. If I was fully well I would be shrieking and attacking them but at my state all I can do is turn a deathly expression on Drake who just grins.

"Get up witch and feed her, the darkness can't start the process unless she is actually able to stay conscious!" He shouts and I know that if I don't feed my baby now IT WILL DIE and I couldn't live with that, but I don't know what to do I wish I could just wrap her up nice and safely and run with her as far as I can actually run, away from these monsters.

I reach out shaky arms for her and Drake thrusts her into my hands with a sneer, in my hands she is not what you would think or hear; she is not, a little bundle of joy, more a spark of hope. All I have at the moment is hope, hope that she will be okay, hope that we will both be saved, hope that neither of us will come to any harm and last but most precious of all is the hope we will be together always, healthy and strong. This reminds me of an old history lesson back at Coates when we were learn about the ancient Italian lifestyle and I managed to pick up some of the words, but now only one word comes to mind, Nadia meaning hope.

Her small cooing brings me back down to earth and I see that she must recognise me, we both lie there bloodied and broken on the floor, she feels so fragile in my arms and I know she won't last much longer without any proper feed so I suck up my pride and feed her trying not to look at anyone else but her, when she finishes too weak to have a proper feed I keep her there pretending she is still drinking because I can't bare to let go and have them take her away from me.

In the end she falls asleep on my chest and Drake must notice because he starts to make a move towards us and he tries to snatch her away, I am screaming before I am thinking, not actual words just noise and as loud as I can.

Drake backhands me across my cheek which only causes me to scream louder and hold on tighter, both of these motions wake my baby in minutes and she starts to wail, high pitched screeches and little whimpers fill the air soon to be followed by a terrible rumbling noise which seemed to fill the entire cave.

As I lay on the ground I felt it begin to shake and tremble beneath me, "Master! What's happening? Is this your work?" Cried Drake who was visibly shacking. There was no answer in return, instead the cave began to shake even more and pieces of rock that were attached to the roof of the cave began to dislodge and fall to the ground with a sickening crunch. Fear and blind panic shot through me and even Drake looked terrified, I knew that if anyone was hit by one of the rocks it would mean certain death. Finding all the strength I could muster up I shakily stood up and tried to limp away holding Nadia close, she was still screaming at the top of her voice and was oblivious to what seamed like an earthquake hitting the cave.

I was literally within inches of being crushed by one rock, except in the very last second I managed to leap away, ignoring the protests from my aching limbs.

I heard the crunch before I felt it and boy did I feel it, my whole left leg had been trapped beneath a massive boulder. Oh god, it hurt like hell and I can see the black spots clouding my vision already but I forced my self to stay focused. The fall had caused Nadia to start thrashing in my arms and I barely was able to keep hold of her as I began whimpering I tried to think of what to do, all around me rocks were falling and I know that if I don't get out of here soon the whole cave will collapse around us. It's really a no win situation, I am totally stuck and no one will be coming to help, I don't mind dying now if it could save my child in any way but I can't let my child die in my arms.

I am about to call out to Drake to take her and run but that's when I see the massive dark, shining rock formation above me begin to crack and crumble at the edges, slowly slipping off the wall.

'This is it' I think, too sore and scared for words, I look down at my child's shrieking face and for a moment all I see is a tiny bouncing baby, in a warm home, surrounded by loving parents. The life I could never give her. At this moment the rocks give a final groan before slipping off the roof and making a clear pathway towards us.