AN; thank you for waiting sorry to keep you waiting I have had exam and coursework kept me busy any ways this is chap 7 chapter 8 and 9 will be up in the next 2 days or so fingers cross thanks please review!

Recap

"It's time I told you the truth"

"The truth …"

"The truth about everything"

Chapter 7: The truth

"The truth is Long ago almost 20 years back I worked for an establishment that hunted and executed supernatural beings. A few years before I had joined my first wife and my 10 month daughter had been shredded to pieces by a werewolf clan. Times were difficult; there was much friction and unrest between supernatural's and mortals. One day I was ridding through the forest when I herd someone singing enchantingly. Led by the voice it led me by the side of the lake. I peaked there sat by the lakeside a beauty. Pale skinned and delicate floating blond hair down her back side. So entranced by her I stepped on a twig frightened she turned around her light purple eyes gazed at me cautiously. It took me awhile to convince her that I meant no harm. We became friends. Her name was Anabelea your mother. She wasn't mortal she was a fairy and against my will I found my self falling deeply in love with her. A year had pasted and some hunters were bringing a catch. It was a man, a half vampire he was kept in a cage by the stables. I would go and check o him every now and then. One day I went to see him and herd two voices instantly I recognized Anabelea's voice. She was sitting by the cage talking to him her face troubled. The half-vampire was called cane. I was caught off guard and an overwhelming jealously and frustration took over me. I never approached her about I could see she had fallen with him. Once I found her in the cage sleeping in his arms. My heart couldn't take it any more so I decided to leave. After a couple of months I returned and to my horror Anabelea's was pregnant with you. All the rage came swarming back and took hold of me. In a moment of madness I snitched on Cane and he was instantly executed. Understandably your mother was overcome with grief and anger so she confronted me. She hit me she said I was jealous and evil. Said she hated me. I was just a tool that she had in order to have been with the one she loved that she could never love me. I was enraged and struck her she fell hit her head and died. At that moment you started to cry. I went and you were in the baby basket .I just looked at you for so long, you looked like my dead daughter so I took you in my arms and left the house. I came later and buried her body. I bought you up as one of my own. You see cane was the son of Damien's father's best friend and I have always been indebted to them so when you went messing and I got news it was due to Damien van santé I felt worried.."

"What this is some kind of sick joke"

"No I'm afraid it's not"

" no your wrong that's not how it was you told me you met mum on a hunting trip…and and then she died in a horse carriage accident .. That's how it happened right"

"Christie", Francis Deville reached out to touch something that didn't belong to him.

"Don't touch me…you…you killed my parents", she said tears on edge of her lids threatening to spill. Christie took a deep breath and held it together.

"Christie you must understand I was a different person back then and I regret everything"

"why must I understand you have no right to ask anything of me even so it doesn't change the fact that you are responsible for my mother and fathers death or that you have lied to me all these years and for that I will never forgive you", Christie said to the one and only father she knew before running out of the room her vision blurred.

Christie kept running frustrated by the seemingly endless corridors finally she found her way out of the house she caught her breath. She looked ahead and was met by Damien's golden eyes staring at her. She walked up slowly to him.

"You knew all along about everything didn't you"

"From the moment I saw you and that necklace I knew".

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"What obligation did I have for telling you beside things are more interesting this way?"

"Interesting…you really are cold hearted', Christine felt alone and bewildered she had absolutely no one left in this world she knelt on the ground and looked outwards into the distance she had felt so happy to be home before but now she felt nothing but an overwhelming sadness of having to have lost something close to her heart. She didn't know how long she just sat there but suddenly a chill run through she stood up something was wrong she knew Damien had felt it too because he had a deep set frown across his face.

"They're here"

"Who"

"The werewolves a whole pack we have to leave they are looking for you"

"Why are they looking for me?"

"They want you and your powers". Christie looked at Damien for a long time.

"But what about my fath…I mean Mr. Deville"

"He's not any of my concern"

"You can't just leave him even if he is a murderer". Just then Francis Deville came out.

"You have to get out of here now if you want to survive"

"What "said Christie?

"They're almost here those damn wolves"

"How do you know?"

"I have a device that detects supernatural beings back from 20 years ago go on get going"

"But ", Christie tried to make sense of everything. Found herself being pushed into Damien

"Damien you know better then I that you have to leave". Damien grabbed Christie and threw her on the horse. He smacked its back and it went off the whole time Christie shouting no. Damien got on his horse and he set off.

Christie looked back at her home which would soon be gone and then her gaze fell upon the only father she ever knew. Her heart fell into a pit of pain and despair and for once in her life she didn't want to feel all this pain. She would rather feel nothing. Maybe Damien was right emotions only complicated things maybe it would be better to become like him, maybe everything would be easier then just maybe. The horses kept going the forest soon encapsulated them Christie looked on with painful disdain. Ahead the forest opened up and a large lake came into view. The horse stopped Christie stepped off and drifted to the lake side and collapsed on the edge and finally it all came crashing down the tears kept falling. They wouldn't stop all the pain all the anguish frustration and loneliness had accumulated to this point. she sobbed for everything she had lost .she shed tears for those at her village, her dead mother and father and even her fake father and finally she cried for the pain in her heart, knowing that she had no family no friends no one in the world and after she could cry no more she sat silently staring at her disheveled reflection.

"how can it be that in one day I have lost everything, how can I loose so much in such a short time you're too cruel god really too cruel what is there left for me what is the point of going on what courage do I have left huh when I was younger I used to cry all the time thinking that if I cried thinking that if I shed painful tears someone would help but no one ever came no one I think I finally understand what people say when they say life isn't worth living".

Damien stared and stared he didn't know what to say he didn't how to react, he understood her pain more then she could know. He understood yet… he could not offer any words of comfort because he knew that she would make it through, he knew she had the courage. The truth was even though he didn't want to admit, he needed to have her by his side no matter the cost.

AN: thank you for reading suggestions welcome thanks!