Hello everyone!!! I apologize for the late update. I've been really lazy and haven't really gotten around to posting or writing any stories lately. So…here's another chapter. I hope you like it.
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"Amaryllis is only a child."
"Is she?"
Zephon had not been able to get those last two words out of his mind since they were said the previous night. What did Raziel mean by "Is she?" Did he know something that the others did not? If so, why was it such a secret? And why did the first born speak of the wolf as if she was a god?
'As if,' thought Zephon as he stuffed a pair of leather gloves in his sack, shoving them all the way down to the bottom. Frustration played a huge role on him. He didn't even want to go to Ziegsturhl. But then again if he chose to stay, he'd have to face the music. So what choice was there?
Dumah began searching through the stacks of arrows, assuring that they were all very precise and no less. The slightly broken or cracked ones were discarded without second thoughts. If they used damaged arrows to take down enemy archers, the mission, as well as their lives, could be a stake. It wasn't easy to decide who would be the one to carry out the job; who had the best aim and most keen eyes had yet to be determined. Perhaps, it would just be experience to reveal who was suited. Or better yet…fate.
"How is the arrow counting coming, Dumah?" asked Raziel. Dumah looked up briefly and smiled.
"There is progress. Though I'm sure you can tell already." He took the last pile of efficient arrows and put them aside. A leather quiver was dangling in front of Dumah's face. He looked up to see Raziel performing the act. He sat there puzzled, almost concerned about Raziel's wish to do the dangerous task that was later to be fulfilled.
"Fill it up," he said with a grin and walked away. Dumah watched his departing figure and did just as he was told. Turel, who was kneeling next to Dumah, curious about the firstborn's sudden nobility, began to question abruptly.
"Do you think he's anxious?"
Dumah looked over his shoulder. "About what?" Turel folded the last tent flap and bound it tightly together with rope.
"Well he did just willingly hand you his quiver." The tent was tossed aside to be packed with the rest of the luggage. "Isn't that saying something?"
"That he wants to do this himself?"
"Yes. But also because he didn't have any considerations to ask one of us to do it. Perhaps he's just challenging us? To see who would step out of line and question his authority?" Dumah swung the quiver over his shoulder and held the strap with one hand. He turned to Turel and said: "Maybe it is not us he is challenging, brother, but himself." With that said, the third born made his way over to the vampire he sought.
Zephon tied the last sack onto the horse's saddle and sighed in relief that his packing was now completed. He rubbed his hand over the horses snout and whispered, "Good boy," which was followed by a pat on the back. The fifth born turned slightly to his right, enough to see Dumah handing Raziel a quiver of arrows. Zephon's eyebrows burrowed. He watched the first born nod and smile in gratitude, noticing that even in the dim light, his pride was still there. But it didn't matter…not to Zephon. As long as they took control of this god forsaken city, their master would be happy. Kain would be happy…hopefully. The sooner they finished, the better. He couldn't stand another day wishing he was home; he wanted to leave now.
"Alright, men," Raziel began. "We're heading out. It seems that everything is in order, so let's move. We don't want to attract unwanted attention." Raziel looked to his mustang and grabbed on to the saddle, hoisting himself up, getting a sheer grip on the reins. He nudged the horse's sides with his heels and began riding down the road to Ziegsturhl. Rahab and Dumah followed on either side of Raziel; Turel, Melchiah and Zephon trailed behind.
The clouds burned a fire red as the sun slowly began to rise. The air was not thick nor thin, but somehow intolerable. Raziel gazed on the horizon and knew what that horrible stench was. There was no denying it, nor escaping it. The firstborn smiled: it was the smell of death.
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Sebastian stood there, motionless and dumbstruck. Had there been some sort of misinterpretation? Did Amaryllis say what he thought she said? No it could not be…could it?
"I-I'm sorry. My hearing must be mistaken," he said picking his ear, waiting for an imaginary object to fall out. "What did you say his name was?"
Amaryllis looked back at Sebastian and frowned. "Kain." Yes, he had heard correct. It was Kain alright. But then again, there were others named Kain. It couldn't possibly be the same one. What were the odds of Kain, the strongest vampire in the land, fathering a wolf child? It was not just the idea of a wolf child, it was the fathering altogether. Kain had never been one to care for others, whether it be children or his own officers, only himself. So how was it that he still lived? Kain had killed Sebastian, so therefore he had no knowledge of what Kain endured after his death. And if Kain still lived, it meant he defeated the Sarafan Lord, and thus claimed the Soul Reaver. But even so, it was not all convincing.
Sebastian grabbed his lips in thought. 'Perhaps there is a way to find out for sure. But Amaryllis cannot find out, at least not until the time is right.'
"Tell me, Amaryllis. What does your father look like?"
"What business is it of yours?"
Sebastian mentally smiled. 'Well she's got fire to her.' The vampire crossed his arms and cocked his head. "Why must you flare up so quickly, young one? I only asked you a question, there's no need for such anger."
"Then why do you persist? I've already told you that my fath-Kain is not important. Why do you wish to know so badly?" Sebastian said nothing. For one, he wanted to find out if this was the Kain he'd been asking for this whole time.
"Because…because I knew a Kain once. And I want to know if he is the one from my past," Sebastian replied honestly. Amaryllis raised a brow and gave a low "hmph" sound. The vampire looked at her, baffled by her response.
"What?"
Amaryllis smiled. "It would seem that my theory was correct."
Sebastian shook his head. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
The wolf licked her lips and continued. "When you first told me that I reminded you of someone from your past, I quickly came to the conclusion that this someone was Kain. At first I couldn't believe it to be true but there were no other signs of doubt." She turned to Sebastian. "He has long white hair, beautifully paled skin, and a thirst for power. Is this the Kain that haunts you so?" Sebastian remained speechless. So it was true…he is still alive…and it seems that Nosgoth will fall as he predicted.
The vampire sat down in a chair against the wall and stared out the window. Amaryllis did not receive an answer like she planned, but knew, from the reaction she got from Sebastian, that it was the same Kain. She had no idea what made the young vampire so afraid, if not terrified of her father…sire. What was it about their past that Sebastian couldn't seem to let go of? Was there conflict between them that was never resolved? If there was one thing Amaryllis knew, was that she had to keep the two away from eachother. If either of them laid eyes on one another, things could get ugly.
"Sebastian? Are you alright?"
Sebastian briefly scratched his chin with one claw and replied, "Of course I'm alright. Why wouldn't I be?" Amaryllis was not convinced. His actions were a sign of discomfort, perhaps fear. His words revealed themselves to be nothing but lies.
"I don't believe you," said Amaryllis, walking towards Sebastian. "I think you are lying through your teeth-
"And how would you know what I think?" he spat. "How could you even begin to know what I've been through, or what I've felt in my life? Hm? Tell me how you can say such things when you barely know me."
"I may have not been there when the two of you had your "differences" but I know for a fact that you are not telling me the truth. You are afraid Sebastian. I can smell the fear evaporating off you like sweat off human skin."
"Shut up! You know nothing."
"If you would just tell me what happened then perhaps I could help. But I can't do anything if you continue to avoid me."
"Then maybe you should go ask him for an explanation because right now I don't feel like re-living the tale once more." Amaryllis sighed in defeat.
"Fine. I will not say anymore on this subject. But I am here if you wish to talk." Amaryllis turned to leave when Sebastian asked, "Where are you going?" Amaryllis stopped in her tracks and said, "I'm going to go train. The clock is ticking and I'm not going to watch the day go by, just sitting here and arguing. If you want to stay and not help me that's fine." Amaryllis looked over her shoulder. "But there is a battle to be fought and I'm not willing to lose again." With that, the wolf departed. Sebastian could not describe what burned so brightly in that child, that wolf child. Determination had planted its roots in the girl's heart, illuminating so brightly that Sebastian was consumed.
'She's only trying to help,' he thought. 'It's not her fault she is incapable of understanding what she has no knowledge of.' The vampire smiled. He had made a commitment to Amaryllis and by no means was he about to break it. Sebastian rose from his chair and raced after Amaryllis , who was without a doubt, miles away. As the vampire jumped from rooftop to rooftop, he couldn't help but smile: the girl had sympathy. 'All she needs is a little love,' thought Sebastian. And if Kain would deny her love, then Sebastian would provide it.
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Raziel pulled the hood of his cloak down further, noticing the sun had begun to take effect. Its harmful rays had been more of a nuisance than a threat to the vampires, but they would by no means let their guards down. The sun's penetration to their skin was not life threatening, as over time they had become less affected by it. Even so, chances were not to be taken.
"Raziel. Do you think it wise to stop and rest?" Raziel glanced at Dumah briefly then continued to stare in front of him.
"Why, are you tired?" he said in an amused tone.
"It's not that. But we haven't seen any signs lately, not to mention that we've been traveling for hours. How do we know if the path we're on is right?"
"My dear boy, do you not trust me? Do you think I'd be leading us in the wrong direction if I didn't know what I was doing?" Dumah didn't reply. "It seems you have no trust for your leader."
"At least stop for the horses, Raziel," Turel added. "They have not drank for nearly two days. You'd think they would have collapsed by now."
Raziel looked over his shoulder. "Don't use the horses as an excuse to cover up your weakness. Just admit you're tired and we will stop at the next town." He turned back around and rubbed the horse's head. "Besides they look well hydrated to me."
"How about you let us ride you through this scorching heat and not give you any drink for days, see how you like it?" replied Zephon. The others let out small chuckles in response. Raziel turned around once more. "You don't have the balls to ride me, Zephon. If anything, you should be the one wearing the saddle, you look like an ass enough."
"I agree with you there, brother," replied Dumah. Zephon sent a death glare towards his sibling, who grinned in response.
"Go to hell, Behemoth." Dumah "hmphed" and turned around. Raziel chuckled at Zephon's remark.
"Alright that's enough child's play. We'll stop for a while and then we're back on the road. We don't want to waist time here." The vampires nodded in understanding. They sure as hell didn't want to get behind schedule, the enemy would not wait.
"There's a small village about ten miles ahead. It's known for its magical herbs and remedies. Perhaps we could make use of them," he said, speaking to Turel in particular. "I believe there is flea market there too, if I'm not mistaken. Maybe we can make a bargain with the humans when we arrive."
The vampires road quietly for a good ten minutes when Rahab began to speak.
"What do you think Amaryllis is doing right now, Raziel?"
Zephon cut in, "Who cares about that beast. She's causing trouble, no doubt," he said firmly.
"I beg your pardon, Zephon, but I was not talking to you. I asked Raziel the question. Just because you despise her does not mean you have to make a comment like that."
"Oh? So you're defending the little monster, are you?" Zephon shifted in the saddle. "Do you really use that brain of yours? Hm? She has revealed her true nature and nearly slaughtered the lot of us and yet, here you are wondering what she is doing. Perhaps you aren't as smart as I thought."
"She is not what you think, imbecile," spat Rahab. "You haven't given her a chance. But then again, we'd expect that from you. You trust no one but yourself, which explains why you're always alone, Zephon." Rahab fell back beside Turel, causing Melchiah to fall out of formation. The youngest quickly joined Raziel's side, not wanting to get mixed up in the clash.
Zephon snarled. "Why would you care, that is just fine with me. I am alone because, as you said, I only trust myself. And in doing so, I am able to stay one step ahead of the enemy."
"She is not your enemy!" Both vampires glared deeply into one another's eyes. By this time, Turel had sped up, leaving the two to quarrel behind them to settle their dispute. Raziel looked over his shoulder and sighed. 'Yet again,' he thought. The first born motioned for Dumah and the others to ride on ahead of them. A negotiation was to be brought.
Zephon shook is head. "You just don't get it do you, Rahab? It seems to me like you're convinced that Amaryllis is a good hearted being, with no intention of truly harming anyone."
"Apparently so."
"Are you willing to wager your life on it?"
"That is quite enough," growled Raziel. "What is it with you two that never completely becomes settled? Do you so enjoy infuriating me?" The two remained silent. Neither of them could think of any words to answer Raziel. The truth was they didn't know why they fought constantly about things people could care less about. They just did. In doing so, they greatly annoyed the firstborn.
"And Amaryllis…" The two looked at their brother, waiting for the words to follow. "refrain from saying that name. That too, makes me angry." Zephon raised a brow and could not figure out why Raziel would say such a thing. The two were never apart, not for a minute. But if that was true, then what did he feel for his sister before? Was Raziel just pretending to like his sister?
"What are you saying, Raziel? Tell me, what has forced you to say so?" said Rahab.
"Yes, Raziel. We both remain confused by your words. Care to explain the meaning behind them?" Zephon added. Raziel gave a gloomy sigh and his eyes met the back of his horse's head.
"She means the world to me. And even though you may hate her with a passion, Zephon, she is still your sister…our sister. But as Rahab says, she is not your enemy. The voice is your enemy if you hurt Amaryllis or get in her way."
"What do you mean? That beast attacked me out of everyone else! How could you say she is not my enemy when I was her primary target?"
"Because," Raziel spoke softly, "you yourself are a threat to Amaryllis and as such it is the voice's duty to protect the host that holds it. Neither of us have hurt her the way you have. When you speak to her, you make sure that hatred and anger stalk the shadows of every remark that comes out of your mouth. And those words are not forgotten so easily." Raziel looked to Zephon. "Ironic that the words that damage one, only makes one stronger. So in a sense, she succeeds where you have failed to harm her. In the end…she will prevail and become strong like Lord Kain has predicted."
"Raziel!" shouted Turel. "We are approaching the villiage!" Raziel gave a confirmed nod
"Stay in your formation and I will do the talking." Raziel rode to the front of the pack and examined his surroundings. 'Something feels off,' he thought. 'Where are the guards to this place?'
"Halt!" 'Oh…there they are.' "State your name and business." Raziel motioned for the others to stop and smiled under his hood.
"We're but tired travelers from a far away land in search of rest and refreshments. We also wish to purchase a few supplies for the road as well, if it's not too much trouble."
"We don't give kindness to outsiders. Leave now."
"But sir, we only wish-"I know what you wish," he spat. "But we cannot trust those who we have no knowledge of. There have been numerous attacks on our citizens and their live stock, we cannot take any chances with new folk." Raziel bit the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from slaughtering this rambling human. He showed a concerned expression.
"Attacks? Whatever do you mean?" The second guard watched the other vampires with caution, paying special attention to Dumah, who was transfixed on the human with deadly eyes. The staring contest between the two made Rahab uncomfortable. There was little chance of stopping Dumah once he was unleashed.
"Relax," he whispered.
"Vampires have been attacking our people, very frequently in fact. The first attack happened a month ago and since then we've doubled the guard on the streets. No one is safe after sunset; not even behind the wood of their houses." Raziel's eyes widened in shock. 'How is that possible when we are the only vampires in existence?' he thought.
"Did anyone get a description of these fiends?" The guard rubbed his beard in thought.
"Well, I do believe there were quite a few descriptions actually. Some say that they use the rooftops to make their way around town. But I suppose that's only natural since the grounds are heavily guarded. Others say they've been disguising themselves as humans, strolling around like any normal person in this place. They really only catch humans that are off guard or alone. It's funny, now that I mention it. The vampires seem to only attack males, generally speaking. But no one has seem to figure out why."
"Yes, that is strange. But has anyone actually got a good look at them?" The guard narrowed his eyes.
"Hm. You know I don't recall. I think an eye witness believed one to be bald, so I'm guessing it's a male. But the other had long hair, so it could be either gender."
Dumah grinned and whispered into Rahab's ear. "So does that mean that the bald one was Melchiah and the long haired one, Turel?" Rahab chuckled and elbowed his ribs.
"Keep quiet," Rahab whispered.
"Well sir, I promise you that we only come to collect supplies and some water. We mean no harm." The two guards eyed one another and nodded.
"Alright lad, you're welcome in. But you have one hour and by then you must be gone from this place, do ya here? I don't even want traces of horse shit when I change shifts, got that?" Raziel smirked but kept his mouth clean of profanity.
"Yes, sir, of course."
"Very good. Off you go." The guards moved aside and allowed the vampires passage. Raziel nodded in thanks and rode on. Zephon rode alongside Raziel and sighed.
"I know she is not our enemy…but why does it seem like she will one day take revenge…" Raziel turned his head slightly to Zephon.
"Never underestimate the underestimated, Zephon. I don't know what she will do…but if she is angry, I fear for us all."
"What are you saying?"
"Zephon…if you ever run into her while she is angry, beware…she cannot yet control her power, therefore she'll stop at nothing until there is much bloodshed. Heed my warning and stay away."
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"Four-hundred ninety-one…ugh Four-hundred ninety-two…" Amaryllis paused momentarily to catch her breath, her arms burning from the strain of numerous push-ups. Her body was still able to continue; she had not yet dropped to her knees. Sweat dripped down her face and plopped on the grass covered earth. The time was unknown to the young wolf; the sun had risen higher since she had arrived.
"Four-hundred ninety-three, Four-hundred ninety-four, Four-hundred ninety-five, Four-hundred ninety-six…gah, come on…Four-hundred ninety-seven." 'I can do this, three to go.' "Four-hundred ninety-eight, Four-hundred ninety-nine…"
"Amaryllis!"
"Ahhhh. Be…quiet…just one more push-up. Five…Five-hundred! Ugh!" Amaryllis dropped to the ground, panting for every breath of oxygen she could get. Her arms throbbed with pain and twitched uncontollably. The wolf closed her eyes in exhaustion and layed motionless for several moments in the soft grass. Heavy footsteps approached her tiresome body and knelt before her. Amaryllis cracked her visible eye open, only to see a concerned Sebastian hovering above. She sighed.
"So…what brings you here?" Sebastian looked away and frowned.
"I thought about what you said and realized…you were only trying to help. I'm sorry, Amaryllis." The wolf slowly moved into a sitting position and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Wheeww. What are you sorry for? You had every right to be angry with me. I know I'm not the most intelligent being to walk the earth, but I didn't mean to upset you." Sebastian looked at the wolf with sorry eyes.
"No, I didn't. All you wanted to do was help me forget the past; to relieve myself of the pain that I suffered for so long. And I turned my back on you…please forgive me." Amaryllis knew that the more she argued the easier it was for Sebastian to retaliate. So it was best to forgive and forget.
"Alright, Sebastian, you are forgiven. But only if you forgive me for being so dramatic before."
The vampire grinned. "Agreed. You are forgiven." Amaryllis nodded in thanks and slowly stood. Sebastian got up as well.
"I see you've been training a bit. You did quite a lot of push-ups for your age. I'm impressed." Amaryllis flexed her arms and smiled.
"Yeah I guess. But my body is already physically good. I was just making sure it stayed that way." Sebastian raised a brow.
"You mean…that your whole body is well-built? All of it? But how can that be? You're only a child." Amaryllis lifted up her shirt to reveal her toned abs.
"Wolf child to be more exact," she corrected. "Yes my whole body just…I don't know turned out this way. It probably has to do with the fact that werewolves have a great amount of muscle mass. I could be wrong."
"Yes, perhaps," said Sebastian, eyes transfixed on the wolf's odd physique. "Hmph. Your abs are more noticeable than mine. It seems that I must start training as well." Amaryllis rolled her eyes.
"Right, Sebastian. I bet all the women tell you that your abdominals are weak,"she replied sarcastically. The vampire folded his arms.
"I said that they were not easily seen, not that they were weak." The vampire flexed his abs and lifted his sweater.
"Now touch them and tell me if they feel weak." Amaryllis hesitated but did as she was told. She ran her claws up and down the abdominals with grace. Goosebumps formed on the others skin. The wolf traced one claw along his navel; the muscle twitched. Amaryllis smiled.
"You're ticklish, are you not?" Sebastian fixed his sweater, flatening the imaginary wrinkles.
"Ticklish? I am not." Amaryllis outstretched her arms and Sebastian stepped back with caution.
"You're such a liar, Sebastian."
"A liar, huh? Care to prove that, Amaryllis?" The vampire smiled mischieviously and sped down the dirt path away from town. The wolf giggled in pursuit of Sebastian, following only feet behind.
"You're fast, young one!" he yelled over his shoulder. "But not fast enough." The vampire used his remaining energy to greatly outrun the wolf. Amaryllis smiled, noticing Sebastian's efforts to try and escape her clutches. The wolf child gave whatever was left in her tiny body and tailed behind the vampire, hitting his legs in the process. The two tumbled down the path together like boulders down a mountain, stopping nearly ten feet from a small creek, Amaryllis on top of Sebastian. The two remained still, trying to figure out what was going on. The vampire rubbed his forehead roughly to ease the pain from the fall. Blood had appeared on his fingers, eyes widening in realization.
'A rock, no doubt,' he thought. He wiped the remaining liquid off and flung it off his fingers. Sebastian made an attempt to move, futile.
'I suppose paralysis as well?' The dust cleared away and he noticed that he was not paralyzed or flattened by a boulder. It was Amaryllis sprawled on top of his body.
"Amaryllis?" The vampire shook the wolf's arm in attempt to wake her. The wolf groaned in pain and cracked open her eyes.
"Ugh. What happened?" Amaryllis raised her head slightly, trying to figure out why the world was spinning.
"Well…you chased me and apparently caught me." Amaryllis remained confused. Sebastian raised his brow.
"I didn't catch you we just fell."
"No. You caught me because you're laying on top of me." Those last words made the young wolf's face turn red. She quickly sat up, straddling the vampire's waist. Sebastian made an uncomfortable groan because of the sudden shift in the wolf's position. He watched her expression and realized she was embarrassed.
"Do you get what I mean now?" Amaryllis nodded, not meeting the eyes of the vampire. He smiled. "You know you're pretty heavy." The child quickly met Sebastian's eyes and frowned.
"So. I bet you weigh more. If you were on top of me, I'd probably be dead." Sebastian chuckled.
"I don't know about that." Amaryllis shrugged her shoulders, obviously failing to make her point. The wolf looked away, noticing the water ahead.
"Um…would you mind getting off? Unless of course you like it up there, then by all means stay. But I'm not sure you'd want to be in that position for long." The wolf glared at Sebastian.
"Hmph. Of course I was getting off. It's not like I liked it right here anyway." Amaryllis stood immediately and began making her way to the creek for a drink. Sebastian smiled as he stood, wiping all the dust from his body. The child knelt down and scooped the clear liquid into her hands and brought it to her mouth, drinking it with desire.
"Ahh. That's some good water," she said smiling happily. Sebastian rolled his eyes and stood next to the child with curiosity.
"I don't know how you can drink that foul substance. There's no way it even compares to blood." The wolf wiped her hands on her clothes and smiled.
"No, I don't think it's better than blood. But it does make a good thirst quencher when parched."
"Hmph. I disagree. But what do I know, I'm a vampire. And vampires don't drink water." Amaryllis stood and gave a big yawn, eyes falling on Sebastian. "What are you looking at?" The wolf gave a growl.
"Not you, that's for sure." The vampire smirked.
"Please, child. You are not worthy to even know what true beauty is," joked Sebastian.
"You're not beautiful, stupid," Amaryllis snarled. "You're big and ugly! And you can't tell me that I don't know what true beauty is. In fact, you can't tell anybody what it's meaning is. Everyone has their own definition to define such a word." Sebastian stood dumbstruck.
"You…you called me stupid. How dare you!? I'm not big and ugly you ignorant child. You don't even know what I am. You're just an insecure little brat that has no feelings or acknowledgement towards anything important! That's why you know nothing!"
"…you know nothing!" Amaryllis recalled the voice's past statement he said over and over again. It must have been true then. If anyone else besides the voice could tell that Amaryllis was simple minded…perhaps he was correct.
"I know a lot more than you think," she mumbled. "I have plenty of feelings that have not come out of hiding…" Amaryllis balled her hands into fists and growled. The transformation had commenced. Canines lengthened and incisors became sharp, creating four sets of canines: two on top and two on the bottom. Unlike some vampires with only two sets of canines, Amaryllis doubled the amount. Her mouth shuddered in disgust as blood came oozing out of her gums, dripping down her chin and on to the floor. Muscles began to grow and spasm with eternal pain.
"You see…ugh, rage is something that I hold dear…like the very heart in my chest that beats so energetically, wondering why it's doing so when the body is filled with hate and despair." Amaryllis dropped to her knees and coughed out blood. "You think you know what pain is?" The wolf's eyes began to change, blackness covering most of her blue eyes.
"Aaargggh. You have no idea…Sebastian." At last, the transformation was complete. Sebastian stood still, fear consuming his eyes. As much as he forced his body to move, it would not obey. A sweat drop glided down his face and stopped at his jaw line.
"Amaryllis? Amaryllis? What…what…"
Amaryllis wiped her mouth with her sleeve and stood, smirking at Sebastian.
"What? You look like you've seen a monster," she mumbled. "I thought you didn't mind my nature?" Sebastian said nothing. "Have you changed your mind about me?"
The vampire stood up straight and swallowed the lump in his throat. Clearing it, he spoke mockingly.
"A monster? You? You must be joking, child. This preposterous form is supposed to scare me? Who are you trying to fool?" Amaryllis roared in annoyance, sending telekinetic waves from her body, creating gusts of wind toward Sebastian. The vampire put his arms up in defense from the oncoming attack, small rocks and debris striking his face.
"Ahh. Amaryllis stop!" he yelled. In moments, the wolf stopped her attack and smiled.
"So, are you beginning to see my true power, Sebastian?" The vampire panted softly, slowly bringing his arms down to his sides.
"I only see an angry child, Amaryllis. One who's heart is filled with corruption and hate, with no care of who or what she hurts. Tell me, Amaryllis what do you see?" Amaryllis growled in fury, trying to contain her dark energy within. She put a claw to her heart and looked at Sebastian with hurting eyes.
"I see…I see a wounded child, Sebastian, not an angry one. I see things inside me that make me human and things that make me alien." She gripped her chest harder and continued. "I'm not sure exactly what I am, but I do know exactly who I can be." Sebastian stepped back in caution as Amaryllis started to come closer. "And if the world will condemn me because I choose freely, than I say damn it all to Hell." In that instant, Amaryllis disappeared, reappearing in front of Sebastian, who drew back in shock. The wolf pulled him close, gripping his waist, preventing him from moving.
"I need to tell you something, Sebastian." Sebastian narrowed his eyes, not knowing what kind of scheme the wolf was trying to pull. He complied, lowering his head a few inches to meet Amaryllis' face.
"Yes?" he asked curiously. The wolf smiled, seeing that he obeyed, she traced her tongue along the spilt blood on his face. Oddly enough, Sebastian made no attempt to stop her, seeing as before her 'sniffing' incident almost made him go berserk.
"What are you doing?" he managed to whisper. The wolf stopped her 'licking' and put her mouth next to the vampire's ear.
"Run," she whispered seductively in his ear, hot breath tickling his senses. Sebastian pulled back to look at her, confusion written on his face.
"Run, Sebastian. Run." The vampire still did not seem to understand if she was joking or not. "Run, vampire. A chase is not worth having if the prey does not run." Sebastian stepped back in caution and Amaryllis smiled. Sebastian caught this as a trick and took off towards town. He knew Amaryllis was only trying to pull a stunt, testing her powers to show him what she can really do. The wolf smirked, cracked her joints and took off after the vampire. In her mind she thought about calling Sebastian ugly and stupid, realizing that he was not.
"You love him don't you?" spoke the voice. The wolf mentally smiled.
"Yes…I do."
Well that's the end of this chapter. I will say this: this chapter alone is the longest I've ever written. EVER!!!!! But I will write up Unknown to all and When Destiny calls for you guys. I do have college now so it will be a little difficult. It took me a month to write this one here. Oh if anyone wants a lemon between Raziel and Anaya, you'll probably have to submit them to me…because I can't write one to save my life!!!!! But you will be credited if you write one. But that's if you want one. Other than that, I'll think of something to fill it in. But other than that, yes Amaryllis is falling for Sebastian (if it's not obvious yet). But yes they will fall in love soon. One question: Should Sebastian and Kain run into eachother or should I wait until future chapters? Or when should I put it in? I'm not going to have them really converse but they kind of meet eyes. Let me know and give some feedback and opinions in your review. Peace out!!!! –Lil V