Hey guys it that time of the week again, New Chapter day. We are also one fourth of the way done with the story. I would like to thank everyone who gave me a name for the baby. I'm going to do a little twist. At the bottom of the page will be the names. You guys will choose the name for Ingrid's baby. The one with the highest votes will be his first name, the second highest will be his middle name. If you want to add a name you can, just hope others will vote for your name. The deadline for this is when chapter 30 is released. I'm very excited to see what you guys will come up with. I'm also excited for this chapter, this is when drama starts to happen and we get to bring in someone who is dear to me in the Witches of East End universe. Sadly she was not introduced into the TV show, but her role is important to three of Melissa De La Cruz's series. Note, that I will be bringing stuff from the book series from now on, if you haven't read it, don't worry, I'll try to explain everything that I can. If you feel a little confused still comment, message, I'll try to reply back very soon. So on with the story.
Nyssa was glad that they had everything she needed at the store, she didn't want to make another stop at another store. She wanted to cut through the park again so she would get to the house before her aunt came back from work. She planned to wait till everyone was asleep and try to see if she could do the vision in her room tonight. She would sound proof the room, like she would always do, but then a cry broke Nyssa out of her thoughts. A young red head girl caught her attention, it broke her heart to see anyone like this, and she felt compelled to go to her. Something, so powerful pulled her to the girl, the closer she got to her the more she felt something she hasn't felt since she left New York, old power. Not the type she felt around her mother, or her family, but very old, very ancient, very vampiric. Blue Blood.
After Nyssa's nineteenth birthday, she moved to New York, she had no idea what lurked in the city in plain sight. She never believed in vampires. Till then, they were only stuff of stories, her mother once told her there were no such thing as vampires, and she was right. The ones who burn in the sunlight and are the predators of the night are myths, but the one she is facing now was one hundred percent real, just like the others she felt at Mimi Force's party, and all over that city. Actors, doctors, CEO, students, you could name it, but there not vindictive monsters like they are told in the stories, usually, but they do love control.
She was lucky she had Derek and Aria back in New York to explain it to her when she first arrived in New York about blue bloods. Once fearless fighters, now are domesticated cats, fat ones in fact. She would sneak into the Repository with Derek when she had the time; thousands of scrolls, books, recordings were there and she only scratched the surface of their history. She was glad he was a conduit, in other words, a personal assistant to the vampires, and had access to the files. His family had served the Van Allen family since the Mayflower land in the new world, or what's left of them. He may serve the cold ones, but Derek was far from weak, he too, was a warlock. The only reason his family served that family was for protection, but he suspect that would be ending soon. When he found out she and Aria were witches, he trusted them with this secret. Not even Nyssa's boyfriend knew about them, witches or vampires, and as much as she hated it, she would never tell him; it was the code for both vampires and witches alike.
But this one, she looked so familiar, Nyssa could not place it, but she could defiantly felt her power before. She was a blue blood, but different.
"Hey there, are you okay?" Nyssa was really bad in these situations, it was more of Anna's thing to help emotional people.
This startled the young girl, looking up, the girl's eyes were as red as her hair. "I don't know where I'm at."
"Well that's no reason to cry. I bet if you asked someone for directions, they can help you" she smiled. She couldn't this girl was just lost. Nyssa would help her, but she was new to the town and didn't know where almost anything was at.
"I don't know where I'm at! Or even which town I'm in," the distraught tried to explain.
Nyssa got eye level to the girl, placing her hand on top of the teen's "Were you taken? Where are you from? Do we need to call the cops?"
"No," her curly hair moved back and forth. "New York, I'm from New York. I don't remember getting here to this park." Her hands covered her face in attempt to calm down, "all I remember is that my father said we were going on a trip, and that's it. I'm so confused."
Nyssa was genuinely concerned about the young girl. Did this girl take drugs or something? She isn't making any sense. How can she not know how she got here? This was the first thing that popped into Nyssa's head. New York was no stranger to drugs, rich or poor. Maybe she's a drug addict and that's why she and her father had to leave. To get her help. Maybe she took some earlier and now she is just recovering. I mean come on, she is Mimi friend, and I know they're into some crazy stuff. I'm just not sure what drugs do to a vampire's body though.
"Do you know your dad's number?" the redhead nod her head. Nyssa handed the girl her phone; quickly, the younger girl dialed a number. Nyssa couldn't understand the man on the other line, but from the way he sounded, he was upset with the redhead. When she was done, the girl didn't even looked at her as she handed her back her phone.
Nyssa motioned if she could sit with her; she agreed and sat next to the red head. "So, New York huh?" the girl stayed quiet, studying the girl beside her. "I'm from there too."
Silence haunted them in which seemed like eternity, she believed the younger girl did not want to talk to her, but only wanted her phone. Nyssa started to get up from the bench, "Which part?"
This caught they older girl by surprise, "Queens," she responded. "But I go to school at Colombia." A light smile pass through her face, "And you?"
"Manhattan. I'm still in high school."
"Which one?" Nyssa retook her seat next to the red head.
"Duchess" she stated a little more proudly. "It's a private school in downtown."
"Ah. I've heard of it, never been thought. Do you like it?"
"It's different, I miss Texas though."
"Why'd you move?" Nyssa went into the almost forgotten bag and grabbed a banana. She forgot breakfast this morning and now it was catching up to her. She offered one to Bliss, but she politely declined.
"My dad got a job offer there. As the senator"
"I thought you looked familiar," gulping down the last of her banana, Nyssa got up to throw away the peal. "Bliss Llewellyn. I know a lot about you" the brunette looked her dead in the eye as she sat down, "and I do mean a lot." The redhead face grew hard as if she was trying to concentrate on something, to someone else, it would look like she was having a staring contest with the older woman. Her eyes widen, fear was written all over her face. Nyssa knew that Bliss just read her mind, she could feel it. "Don't worry your secret is safe with me."
Bliss was terrified, other than the conducts, no human knew her secret. It was a part of the code, no human should know of their existence. Witches in the other hand, could, it wasn't that easy to find one who would admit it because of their code; but despite that, they could work together. "How can I be sure?" warily of the witch, Bliss had never dealt with a witch in this life time, and could not remembered if she did in her past lives.
"Do you think I would run around town yelling you were a vampire?" A loud laugh erupted from the young witch. Bliss was confused, to her, this was a serious matter. Nyssa noticed the serious expression on the young vampire, and eventually tried to calm down. "I think they would put me in a looney bin," tears still streaming down her face, against her will. "After your kind made me go insane."
"You know were all not like that." Nyssa didn't mean to upset the girl, she looked offended that she would joke about this. Sadly, that was her defense mechanism, to make a joke out of things. She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't help it, this girl made her nervous.
"I know." Nyssa felt it when she first sense her. Usually when she was around blue bloods, there was a sense of arrogance, superiority, and wisdom. With Bliss, it was different. Of course there was some residual feel of that there, but there was a sense of fear, confusion, lost, kindness, innocence; it almost felt human. It was new to Nyssa, refreshing from what she was used to. "You're different. In a good way" a genuine smile crossed both their faces. A silence passed through both of the girls, it wasn't awkward, nor unwelcomed, it seemed right.
"I wasn't sent here because of drugs." What Bliss said confused the girl, but then it hit her. "Sorry, but you were practically screaming it in your head earlier." Sheepishly, Nyssa looked away from the red head. It felt weird to know that someone else could read her mind, she noted that she should look for a spell later to find a way to prevent that. "How much do you know about our kind?"
Nyssa, remember a lot of the stories Derek would tell her about them; how many of them were once great kings and queens in history, and sometimes the worst. The story that fascinated her the most, was their story of how they came to be. These majestic angels, once reigned over the heavens, made a fatal mistake, and followed this one man, no, this one angel, who believed he should rule over the heavens and the skies. She was enamored with the story, how one small thing, could change the tides of the war. If it wasn't for Azrael, the angel of death, and Abbadon, the angel of destruction, changing sides near the end of the war, the Uncorrupted, Michael and Gabrielle, would have not defeated Lucifer and his followers in the Great War. Nyssa loved the Uncorrupted, they left their home, willing, to live here, among those who betrayed their father, to give them hope, that one day, they may return home. The punishment for those who aligned themselves with Lucifer, including Azrael and Abbadon, was to live among the mortals, and try to reprimand their crimes. The catch was, in order for them to survive, they must consume the life force of these mortals, their blood.
Nyssa loved this idea of vampires more than anything Hollywood could come up with. It was different, real, and sad. These people would never die, in theory. Their mortal bodies would die, but their soul would carry on to another life and continue the cycle over and over again, it was tragic to think about. Everyone who you love that was not part of this elite group, would die, and they would lose so many people they care about over and over again. That could be the reason why they are called blue blood, they have to be cold to the rest of the world, so they don't want to get hurt anymore. Granted, Nyssa was not a big fan of theirs, but she understood where they came from. "A lot."
Bliss looked out into the distance, Nyssa did not know what she was looking at and tried to follow her gaze. "Do you know about silver bloods?" Her voice was strong, foreign, if she knew any better, she would guess this wasn't the same girl she was talking to five minutes ago.
Up until recently, the thought of vampires didn't scared her, but lately there were rumors going around that that silver bloods are back. "Sort of. I know there vampires that feed off of vampires."
Nyssa didn't have a chance to learn about them back in New York. Only people with special access to it could know about them, and Derek wasn't one; but what she did know, was that they were bad news for the blue blood world. "There more than that, they work for Lucifer." Bliss looked at her dead in the eyes. They seemed different from the green ones she grew accustomed to, darker.
"You mean the devil?"
"Yeah, I think he's back." skeptical, Nyssa didn't believe he would come back, he was locked in hell. If there was a way for him to get out, he would have gotten out a long time ago.
"How do you know?"
Bliss was about to answer her until HONK HONK! "Bliss there you are, get into the car." A man around his fifties yelled out of his SUV. As Bliss started to get up from the bench, Nyssa grabbed her arm to stop her.
"Wait" Nyssa went through her wallet, after she found a recite and a pen, she jotted something down and handed it to the redhead. "Here. I don't know you, but you seem like a sweet girl. I'll be in town a little longer then head back home. If you need someone to talk to, my line is open." A small smile grew on the younger girl's face, she was giving the young girl something she needed now that she didn't know, a friend. The governor continued to honk his horn and motioned his daughter to get in the car. As she walked away, Nyssa couldn't help to noticed silver hair flicker in the older man's brown hair.
As the red head got into the SUV, Nyssa felt chills down her spine, the girl knew more than what she told her. She hoped they would meet again, she may never want to meet the devil, but she knew if he was coming back, she had to protect her family. As the vehicle pulled away, her phone started to vibrate. Looking down, she saw it was a message from Derek 'were in trouble'. There was a link with the message, the brunette click on to it. The headline could not prepare her for what was to come: Massacre in Rio, respected figures slaughtered at gathering, suspect at large. She continued to read the article, many of the names she recognized were blue bloods, and all, but a handful survive. 'It is suspected that Lawrence Van Allen was murdered by non-other than Schyuler Van Allen, his only granddaughter.' The phone vibrate again, 'I know the coven is covering something up, I'll let you know what's up. Aria says be safe.'
She messaged back Derek faster than she ever texted before. 'You too. Watch Rae for me ok?'
Not even a few seconds after she sent the message, her phone went off again. 'Always '
"If I were you, I wouldn't be around her" Almost dropping her phone, she swiftly turned to see where this voice came from. Stumbling back a little, Nyssa stared at a dark grey shirt. A devilish man with dark blue eyes stared back into her green ones. His cocky grin annoyed her, she gave her most serious face as she could. "She's trouble, you seem like a good girl, I would steer clear of her."
"Well thank goodness you're not me," she stated to walk away, a hand griped her upper arm.
"I'm serious little girl, you don't know who your messing with." This got Nyssa mad, no one tells her what to do, especially some stranger.
"I'm serious little boy" she yanked her arm out of his grip, "you don't know who your messing with." She started to walk away, but a nagging feeling came over her to look at the dark stranger again. "Don't ever threaten me again, if you know what's good for you" if looks could kill, he would be dead a hundred times over. Nyssa knew she wasn't a Beauchamp by blood, but by spirit, and Beauchamp women never get bullied into things; they do what they want, and she wanted to help this girl.
The young man shock his head as she left. It was never easy he knew it. "And so it beings."
Okay guys, what do you think? Who could be this mysterious man? And how do you think Bliss end up at the park in the first place? What crazy shenanigans will happen next week with Joanna? Tune in next week and see.
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