AN: This chapter is getting some more information out about Miles and her mission. I hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think about it!

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I was screwed if I thought I could control the desire. I looked back at the book with a frown. The first page was filled with the names of who I was from past attempts as well as the means behind my demise. It was only the last seventy-five or so attempts that held male names beside the cause as well, because that was when our fates had intertwined so cruelly. I let out a sigh and stared at the name at the top. Abigail. I turned to the page with the last letter and read.

I wish the Council would understand that I wasn't seduced by the power. I tried to tell them that I do love him with my whole heart and they had laughed. To them the baby inside of me is an abomination. No birth has ever been successful between our bloodlines and they have plans to terminate the one inside of me as well. But I know they will not, not after hearing the prophecy from Prudence. My baby is going to form a new legend. She will be the one that saves our kind. She will now be recycled in my stead. They will not let me return for I have given in and now my blood is tainted with the blood of the Covenant. The Council has ruled my soul damned. I will not have a chance to repent or watch my child grow. They have scheduled a joint dismissal of Tomas and I. We defied the rules and now we will pay with the banishment of our souls and our powers.

That had been my mother's name. Abigail. Because of her mistake with Tomas I was here trying to right these wrongs. I couldn't stand reading her name. It was hard for me to accept that she had given in so easily and let Tomas ruin her. Didn't she care that this was her last chance? The blood was too powerful for her to continue without a cure and she had been so close. Tomas had shown her something that magic couldn't and my mother had chosen to fall into temptation. And now I was mirroring her mistakes. Like mother like daughter.

I continued to look through the book skimming over letters and diary entries that were necessary in my training and understanding of who I was and what I was supposed to do. I let out a sigh and glanced at the paper that was on the floor. I wondered where it had come from; no loose pages were in the book. I picked it up and frowned, the handwriting was foreign and I couldn't help but fear that this was a bad omen. The Order never involved with matters past the initial rebirth of the soul.

Oh dearest daughter,

If you are reading this then you too know that you have failed. If you have this note in your hands then you are at the moment of deepest need. You are on your last attempt and like all last attempts you will have to choose. I can not tell you what your path is in front of you. I only hope that with the memories of our past mistakes you will choose right by your soul.

I can admit that I choose my heart over my blood and now I am no more. If the legend bestowed upon you comes to pass, you will save the blood of our Council and cure the curse on the Covenant. You will face far more temptations then I and if I know myself I know you. Please do what your soul tells you. The past knowledge is powerful and in it holds the cure to this painful existence. I love you my dearest daughter. You are of me and power; you will be tempted far worse than I but have faith. I will protect you now.

Your loving mother,

Abigail

I let a frown appear on my face as a new form of power surged inside me. I was now more confused than before. Having the Order block my memories suddenly seemed like a bad choice on my part. I would have to try to figure out the secret to unlocking them and quickly. My veins were ablaze, not something that normally occurred in an awakening. It was a sign that I was closing in on the end of my book, that if I did not unlock the secrets and find the cure then I would be no more. The Covenant would remain cursed and the blood from my own line would cease to exist; the loss of the gift and knowledge was a strong motivator. I had to save the Power.

I had fallen asleep shortly after reading the lost letter. I felt a panic rise to my throat. My body was erupting and my head was pounding. Someone was Using and it was too close for comfort. "Fuck…" I mumbled as I saw the veins in my arm start to darken, someone was summoning my essence. This was not good. This was wrong.

I flew down the steps tearing door upon door open in hopes of finding the source. There was nothing here. The house was empty of everything. I let out a loud shriek as I collapsed down the stairs my head erupting open in pain. I felt arms lift me up and I pulled in closer. "Don't touch me."

"You've been marked my dear. The Council is summing you. The Order has knowledge you must learn." I turned my head to the voice and nodded. Being summoned was never a good thing in my world.

"Ms. Mead is it?" I heard and turned to see the five bodies before me in cloaks. I let out a growl. I hated these meetings.

"You picked it remember?" I spat out. "You're the one recycling my soul. You know the answers before I do."

I felt a ghost hand on my throat and sighed, "Forgive me. I am only coming to terms with the pain and I am not myself." I felt the hand tightened. They knew my lies even before I did. I was gasping for breath and the ghost hand continued to tighten.

"Don't think you fool us for a moment. We know what you are going to do. Your path, as unclear as it is at the moment, will end the same. Always. You will give in and again we will have to scramble to protect and save our lines."

I laughed and rubbed my neck now that it was finally released from the grip, "What about my legend? You seem to have forgotten that there is a prophecy in which I succeed. I wonder if I really do fail every time or if you just keep killing me for kicks."

"You ungrateful…" I heard and turned to the voice I had grown to hate. My guardian was losing his patience and the meeting had only just started. How fun. Blood was going to be spilt if I wasn't careful. Or maybe even if I was. "Do not cross us. We have seen your treatment of your attendant. It is revolting how you treat a son; especially that son."

I frowned. "He is no longer a son. Your son I dare say. Don't you remember making him will his essence back to you? Ironic how you can break the rules of the Covenant but no one else can." I felt the ghost hand again and sighed. "His presence will only hurt my journey and I will not hesitate to remove him if he continues to frustrate me."

"What is your progress?" I sighed as another voice entered the circle. This one wise and calm. I couldn't even begin to verbalize the bizarreness that was unfolding in my new existence. So many things not to the pattern. I had never been summoned by the Council, let alone the Order, for something as small as Using.

"I read the letter." I answered. "The one you sent." The hissing I heard confused me. Didn't they already know? Weren't they responsible for the new power I felt when I finished reading the words?

"No my child. You are mistaken we have sent you nothing. The only thing given to you is the book. The same as always, who wrote this letter?" The voice was dripping with poison. Something wasn't right about this meeting, they knew nothing. Who else could have given me the letter?

The cloaks billowed behind them as they circled me like prey. I should have felt scared but I didn't fear them. I had died plenty deaths before and the worse thing they could do was remove my heart. But I had no reason to fear that. I had not been banished but summoned. I felt their eyes trail over my body. They were trying to read me and they were getting very frustrated with what they found.

"Have you cast a protection charm?" I heard softly. I frowned. This voice was new. This voice belonged to a female. There had been no female members since the banishment of my mother. Our leader had voted them reckless and dangerous. They could not serve on the Council let alone be present at Order summons. But the voice calmed my nerves again. "Do not fear. They can not hear me. I will not let them banish you. We are here to help you." I let my eyes follow the wall to the source of the voice. I saw two figures in soft colored robes seated at the foot of the altar. Golden hair peaked beneath their hoods. "You will learn all in time. Do not fear little one. You will succeed in your quest. But you must have faith. The men have led too long and power has caused them to stray from the oath they have taken. We will guide you."

I nodded and stared at the women. There was a sense of calm as I felt my arm tingle. The markings of the Goddess were slowly sinking into my skin. "You are protected my child. Have no fear." I turned again to the women and saw a third body dressed in blood red robes, her dark hair hiding her face. I could tell they were beautiful. "Let the men struggle longer. But you must leave. The fates are being kind and have given you the first opportunity of fulfilling your true destiny."

I nodded and turned to the members in front of me. "I must leave. I have to prepare for my quest." The men turned quickly having forgotten I was still present and now suddenly unreadable.

"You have not been dismissed." My guardian said with a hiss. I truly hated having to answer to him.

"I have a Covenant to save and a Council to cleanse. If you want your sons to die, then by all means deny me the chance that is before me. I will save them this time. But I will need to be free of this dungeon to start my quest to fulfill the legend."

I felt a gust of wind and jumped. I felt my throat as I awoke. It was throbbing. I looked down at myself with a frown. I had been stripped to my undergarments and was lying on the bed in a very compromising position. A nightmare of realty beginning to form. I growled. Tomas.

"Actually my Lady, Tomas is no longer going to be a problem. He's been…removed." I heard in my head. The rest of the conversation making its way to the front of my brain and I frowned. "I am Alice. I will be your companion for the rest of your quest."

I frowned. The memory leaving faster than it came. I found a robe and placed it around myself as I walked into the bathroom. Something didn't feel right but I couldn't place it. What had I just remembered? I couldn't recall; it obviously wasn't important or I would have retained it. I heard a knock and turned to watch my bedroom door open. A blond girl stood in a dress and a smile.

"You're not ready." She said with a pout. I stared at her. Who was she?

"What are you doing here?" I asked her, desperately trying to remember who she was. My memory not recalling ever meeting her, that wasn't good.

"Don't you remember?" She asked her face suddenly stricken with sadness. "We met this morning."

I shook my head. All I remembered was talking to the Provost and of course shoving Tomas against the car. "I'm sorry. I'm a little out of it at the moment."

Her face erupted in a smile. "It's okay. You'll get it back when you're ready." I wondered why that comment made my skin shiver. "I came to get you for the party; your father let me in."

"He is my guardian. My father is dead." I said with a sigh. "What party are you speaking of?"

"The one I told you about outside the Provost's office. Since we're both new my roommate invited us to the party at the Dells. You told me to pick you up." I had no memory of this. Had I used too much when I shoved Tomas? I must have. I would have remembered this girl. She was beautiful, almost like a goddess. Goddess. The word sending shivers up my spine.

"Let me get dressed." I replied walking into my closet. "What the hell do you wear to a party at the Dells?"

"Something hot and easy to take off!" I heard her reply. "Or so I was told."

"Well, this will have to do. And I'm most certain it will be staying on." I said with a laugh. I saw the girl smile at my choice. I was wearing a pair of black, cigarette legged jeans and a white tank top. The heals from this morning on my feet. I sighed and reached for a jacket. "Let's go…um."

"Alice. My name is Alice." She replied taking my hand and leading me out the door to her car.