Hey guys, here's Chapter 14! I want to thank last weeks reviewers: Lovelifeo5, call of the rain and Clyrnin Forever.
I worked hard on this chapter, and I think its the most emotional one yet in this story.
Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Thank you xx
Shanes POV
What the hell is going on? I can't even take a nap without something going wrong. Why is it Claire that has to be dragged into this, time and time again, into their world of conquest and deception? She is standing in the middle of the living room, her eyes blazing as she stares Amelie down. She shouldn't be doing that. Amelie shouldn't be standing there, no, frozen in place, with what appeared to be fear in her expression. There shouldn't be symbols carving themselves up Claire's arms, glowing softly with green light, and there definitely shouldn't be golden dust surrounding them, revolving around them like some sort of hurricane.
There's only one explanation. I'm going insane, that's what happens when you don't sleep enough.
Myrnin moved beside me, his jaw dropping and his eyes dancing in mischief. Someone's enjoying themselves. I couldn't help and touch the pretty thing, the glittering hurricane, only to extend a hand and for it to be slapped away by Myrnin. Idiot.
"Don't disturb them! I wonder if we see too..." Myrnin murmured, watching me with guarded eyes. Jeesh, it's not like I was going to run in there...Michael was shouting, his words being taken by the swirling mass, disappearing into the thing. What is that thing? Claire can't be doing this, she can't. She's my Claire, little Claire, fragile Claire who I have to protect.
"The hell is it?" I ask no-one in particular. Is it some sort of sciency experiment? A staring contest? I never did get the answer as the sound of laughing and music filled the room. The soft tones of the violin and piano, creating a rich melody. People laughing all around us, chattering and cheering. I turned back to Claire, who had her arms raised, palms outstretched towards Amelie, who was whimpering, frozen still.
The sound got too much, the laughter, mocking and the music only made the glittering mass to pick up the pace and spin harder and quicker, making the room spin all around me. The vampires beside me yelped in fear as the sound increased, overshadowing every thought, every desire and every impulse.
Overcome and caught up in the sound, my consciousness began to fail, to flicker out, and finally, it seemed to consume me.
Claire's POV
The golden mist unveiled a miserable Amelie, still sat on the stone steps. Her dress still ripped, her expression the same, a mixture of fear and lodging. The torches burnt brightly at the sides of the church, glowing brightly in the darkness. The sky was an ink black, but over the hills, a touch of sunshine showered the mountains. It seemed that she hadn't moved at all from his departure, the only change in the scene was the sky, and the figure sat next to her.
It was Myrnin, looking as out-of-place as ever. But I'm pretty sure his outfit of a dinner vest and those flannel pants of his fit the period, to be finished with a bow tie.
"He's been gone too long" Amelie sighed. Her voice was laced with her emotion, something that I wouldn't hear normally from her nowadays. Myrnin just sat there, fiddling with something shiny in his palm. He would flash his blood red eyes at every shadow, insane, even back then.
I didn't watch the scene too long before it started to change. A shadow seemed to approach them. Amelie seemed to sense the same thing and snapped her head up, looking at the...thing approaching them. Myrnin growled beside her, his eyes flashing red now, a bit like a traffic light.
"Magnus? Is that you?" her voice shook with fear and elation. I understood, she was happy at his presence, but scared for his wellbeing. I took in a shaky breath as he approached, stepping into the light. He wasn't Magnus anymore, not the Magnus that Amelie knew, but he wasn't alone.
Bundled in his arms, was a small pretty girl, with a porcelain face and hair that nearly blended into the night. She was wearing a pretty blue dress that made her look like a true damsel in distress. It wasn't the gashes or the wounds that scared me, that made me take a sharp breath. It was her face, her full eyelashes and her pale lips, how these features all came together and made me think of one person. If compared, these two people could easily be sisters, hell, even twins.
Magnus didn't look any better. His outfit was ruined, it seemed like he crossed a river, but that couldn't be true. It's a desert out there. His hair clung to his forehead, his eyes a cloudy, muddy blue. Not the bright aquamarine that I've seen before. He too, had gashes everywhere, his clothes torn, his neck bleeding.
"What...what have they done?" Amelie raised her hand to her mouth in surprise, looking Magnus over and the sleeping girl. She stood up and moved closer, only to have Myrnin grab her from behind, dragging her back by the waist. At this point, Magnus has fallen to his knees, still holding the girl.
"It's dangerous! Can't you see?!" Myrnin shouted at her, holding her back, barely. But Amelie is stronger and older, so in one sudden movement, she was free, and in a blur, crouching over the girl. She touched the girls cheek, then moved to her forehead and to her neck. A stifled cry escaped her, and she reached for Magnus. Even I knew that's dangerous.
Magnus had his head hung low, his hair hiding his face. He seemed to be broken, someone who had been given a chance, to have it snatched from their grasp.
"They...they took her. They prom-promised to leave her alive, if-if I would." He trailed off, his words catching in his throat as he seemed to be holding himself back. Back from his emotions. Amelie only raised her head to acknowledge him, to cup his chin, and bring it up.
"Il save you. It's what we do best, Magnus. You can't just..Just give in!" she whispered to him, making a silent promise to herself. I really shouldn't be watching this, this intimate moment, and the worst part is, I know how this ends.
He looked up and gave a small smile to her. "You've seen this many times Amelie, you can't save me, no-one can. At least I saved her, gave her a chance" It seemed he wanted to touch her, to stroke the girls face, but his hand stopped midway.
"You fool! You doomed us all, including precious Felicity!" Myrnin stood up, anger and rage boiling over him, and he threw the shiny thing at Magnus, what Myrnin has been fiddling earlier on. Magnus caught it with ease, and held it, making it sparkle in the light. If I had a body present here, it would have stiffened and it still wouldn't have stopped me from admiring the object. It was a ring, a pale silver band, with one rocky diamond in the centre, nestled with many blood red gems. I realized at once what it was, and it made my throat swell up. This can't happen, this bad luck that seems to follow him for eternity...
Magnus just looked at it, and took Felicities hand, and placed it on the correct finger, kissing it.
"Where did you find it?" he asked, his voice dead. Myrnin just stood behind Amelie, his arms on his chest.
"Doesn't matter. What matters is that we have to solve this problem, and there's only one way. Only Amelie can do it." I didn't know what he was talking about, but his voice softened at the last sentence.
"He's right, but before you do, promise to take care of her, please." Magnus was holding her gaze, and seemed to groan. It was pain, either his heartache, or the poison within him.
"Magnus! No! You can fight this! I won't do it...I don't know how" her tone was pure hatred. Time seemed to speed up as the sun advanced towards the church, towards the gathering on the stairs. She looked at the sun line dismissively, baring it the slightest of glances.
"Like at practice! Hurry, we have no time!"Myrnin looked panicked, panicked at the sun, at the amount of blood, and Magnus's dark blood. Darker than vampire blood. Magnus lifted his head, and sighed.
"It's okay, you have no choice...but Amelie..I brought her here, so you can heal her. Somehow. I didn't bite her, I couldn't, I love her too much." His hand traced Felicities ring, and he prepared for Amelies gaze. I really shouldn't have seen this, but too late.
"Magnus. You will leave Morganville and never come back. You won't remember me, not Myrnin or any of my followers...our followers. You will live outside, with the memories of your human life, and Felicity. That and only that." Both Amelie and Magnus were silently crying, but as the last words were echoed, Magnus stood up. His face a blank mask, no trace of the emotional young man left. Only the smell of decay, and the memory of him.
As he turned and left, down the misty road, Amelie held out a hand as if to call him back, but broke down in sobs as he disappeared from sight. Amelies darkest secret, the moment she acted human, and actually cared.
I hoped you liked this chapter! Thats humanity for you...if there's anything you think I can improve on, don't hesitate to tell me! I AM going to include the engagement scene, sometime soon and I promise the story will shift to the current time, since we spent a lot in the past, but I felt it was needed. Thanks for reading and reviewing guys :3 xx