A/N: Right, so I know the last chapter kinda fucked up last week when I uploaded it, it came up as the 9th chapter I think it was? But that's been fixed now so, if you didn't see it, check it out. Also, I haven't even thought about this chapter, I've been too busy this week so, this entire chapter is going to be made up on the spot, so it may suck. Anyways, I don't' know Legacy of Kain, or Vera or some of the scenes she's in, ect ect. Enjoy!

Flashback

Yes, I remember now. She had been in my thoughts. I almost believed I had called her myself. – Kain; Blood Omen 2

Alexi P.O.V

Flashback

I stare down at my hands resting on the table. Why do I get the feeling something is going to go terribly wrong? I hate feeling like this, its unnecessary agro about something that's probably not going to happen.

But, this time it feels different, I can't shake off the feeling. I carry on staring more intently at my hands, and notice them start to shake. I need to feed. And soon. I shake my head and bring one of my hands up to the side of my head and run it through my tangled hair.

What the hell is going on today?

I being my hand back down to the table and push myself back on the chair I'm sat on and look out of the window to my left. I think back to earlier in the field with Becca, and I calm slightly. Hopefully when she gets back the anxiety will fade.

I let myself fall back forwards on the chair, and place my arms on the table and rest my head on them. I wish she'd get home already.

I hear the door open and slam shut with such force I swear I could feel the house shake. I shoot my head upwards, and notice that it's dark outside. How long was I out for? And why is she home so late?

I push myself up from the table and walk towards the archway leading into the sitting room. "Becca?" I call her. No answer. I look around, my night vision obviously enabling me to see, but out of instinctiveness I walk over to the small table and grab the matches and spark one, and reach up to light the candle just above my head on the wall.

I spin around then, and see her sat in the armchair nearest the door, her head down. "Becca? What's wrong?" I walk closer to her, concerned. I hate seeing her upset. "Has something happened?" I near her, and reach to put my arms around her, but she flinches away at my touch.

"Don't touch me." I look at her, taken aback by this comment, my arms still outstretched. This is totally unlike her.

"What? Babe, what's happened?" I bring one of my arms back down, but reach forward with my left, wanting to put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

She swings her right arm around and knocks my hand back. "I said don't touch me, Alexi!" She looks up to my face, red and blotchy from crying, but her eyes seemed to be on fire with anger. She turns her head away from me, as if ashamed to even look at me. What the fuck is going on? "When were you going to tell me?"

I look at her, tilting my head to the side, confused. Tell her what? "Tell you what, Becca?"

She spins her head around and suddenly jolts up to her feet and points a finger at me, shaking from anger, her face twisted into a snarl. "That you're one of those damned blood-sucking leeches that has been terrorising the land for centuries!"

I nearly fall over when I hear her statement. So this was why I had a bad feeling. How the hell could she have possibly found out? "What are you talking about? You and I both know for a fact that hardly any vampires roam around here. Who's told you this nonsense?"

"Don't you dare lie to my face, Alexi! It's bad enough that you've lied to me for the past three years of our relationship!" She screams at me, a wild inhuman look in her eyes. I actually thought she was going to lunge at me and beat my skull in. But no, instead I see her eyes well up with tears and her turn to her bag, pulling an old heavy book out. She throws the book at me as hard as she could, and slumps back down into the chair behind her. "Now try telling me it's nonsense."

I catch the book, obviously with ease, but I made it look like it took effort. I grab hold of the book in the middle few pages and open it. I feel my stomach drop when I see the picture staring back up at me. It was myself with the infamous vampire Janos Audron. I shake my head. This can't be possible, how could she have gotten her hands on this book? It's been missing for centuries.

I frantically skim through the rest of the pages, hoping that that was the only article of me. But no, every page was full of all I had accomplished, of all I had done, even how I came to have the curse bestowed to me. I slam the book shut and throw it onto the table in the middle of the room with incredible accuracy. I look at the floor, ashamed of myself. "Who gave you the book?"

"Like that matters Alexi, why didn't…"

"I said who gave you that fucking book god damn it!" I yell and punch the wall to my right with enough force to break the knuckles of a human. Obviously, that was not what I was. I feel her eyes on me, and I know now that I cannot lie any longer. I've been exposed, and now I have to pay the price for the lies I've weaved.

"A man with purple robes and a staff. He had some funny symbol on his head, it looked like the number 8 I think." I snap my head and look at her, eyes wide. That deceiving old bastard!

"Moebius." I mumble. I swear if I ever see that snivelling coward again I will beat him into his own grave. I stand and walk towards the window just off the right and place my hands on the windowsill looking out at the dark sky.

"Why didn't you tell me Alexi? It wouldn't have changed the way I feel about you…"

I sigh. "Oh, yes it would. If I had told you what I was from the start you would've ran a mile." I look down and squeeze my eyes shut, attempting to stop myself from welling-up.

"I guess that would explain why you're so strong, how you knew everything about me, because you have those dark gifts don't you? And how you would disappear most nights, saying you were doing a favour for a friend, but I knew better. And now, now it all makes sense to me."

I hear her footsteps echoing around the room and into the kitchen. I let myself collapse slightly onto the windowsill, and start to sob slightly. The one bit of happiness I have had in my life since this damned curse is now being taken away from me. How is that fair?

"Alexi." I hear her mumble my name, and force myself to turn and face her, a stray tear running down my face. I look at her and see a knife in her hand. "I want you to leave here, and never come back."

My hands ball into fists and fall to my knees. This cannot be happening, no, it can't! "Please Becca, please. Don't do this to me." I start to sob again, not caring about how humiliating this is for me.

I see her start to shake, and tears welling-up in her eyes again. "This isn't easy for me Alexi, I love you! But, I just, I just can't trust you anymore! I want you to leave, I never want to see your damned face again. I swear if I do lay eyes upon you in the future, I will kill you." She comes and bit closer to me, brandishing the knife at me, making it quite clear she meant what she said.

I stand, shaking and feeling dizzy. I put a hand on the chair next to me for support. "Fine. But I want you too know, that I do love you Becca, and no one will ever replace you. I didn't tell you because I feared I would lose you if I did. But quite obviously, I know nothing."

I then let go of the chair and turn to walk towards the door. I open it quickly, and turn my head towards her fragile frame. "It's been a good three years Becca. I won't ever forget it, that's a promise." And with that, I walk out of the door and run. I don't where I will end up, I don't really care anymore. There's nothing left for me now.

End Flashback

A/N: Well, hope you enjoyed it. And hopefully next week's chapter I will have actually planned or have some knowledge about what will happen in it. Anyways, review and all that jazz. Laters.