Author's Note: I know the last chapter was a bit confusing by the end of it. So let me refresh your memory. This is an excerpt from Chapter 10, if you read it carefully you might understand what exactly happened in the end of the last chapter.

In Chapter 10 when Anahita was explaining to Godric about the gifts of their Blood line, the following conversation took place.

Anahita Said :"You are one of the two who inherited most gifts from the original 5. Only yours were secret and not the quite obvious ones. Levitation, Sensing magic and… Of course transfiguration." That brought me out, I was truly dumbfounded now. Transfiguration had been one of my deepest secrets. How could they know? How could Theo know?

" how?" that was all I was able to say. Staggering from trying to not expose myself indecently to having my deepest secret exposed. Yet, all of sudden I felt like a weight was off me. I heard her speaking again.

" I do not know how Theo came to discover exactly I think it must've been through Ziva, she was your maker, and you can never keep any secrets from your maker can you? From my understanding you yielded this gift during serving as an enforcer for Dark Blood Defences in the 3rd century. There have been legends regarding you, you know in supernatural records of the time all over the continent. 'Death taking shape of black smoke and sometimes a body of a young man with spells carved on the skin, serpent for a backbone and fangs for weapons, passing judgments and taking life with a flick of the wrist and gleam of a fang' destroying rogue and barbarian vampires here and there and bathing and dancing in their blood around the fire fueled by their flesh before turning to smoke." She swayed her hands dramatically while uttering the last words. Her eyes sparkling with mirth. Something clenched inside me again my desire stirring again, was I having a reaction of some kind, I had had her blood. I suppressed myself and pretended to scoff at her theatrics but I did not fail to notice the awe and fascination in her eyes as she looked at me. My silence being confirmation, that what she was saying was true. I had been such a different vampire then.

I hope this explains what happened!:D Please review!

21. If Only – Chapter20

Godric's POV:

"NO!" I heard someone shout.

Someone was pushing me away with great strength.

"GODRIC STOP!" I knew that voice, only I had never heard it so loud.

"GODRIC COME BACK NOW!" My hands were gripping something tight and I was holding someone down.

I finally willed my eyes to snap open.

I was holding Anahita down with full force, my face almost touching her and she was trying to push me away. Suddenly I had the control of my body back.

" Anahita?" I was confused. I know I had blacked out for a moment. It might've been a reaction to the bond.

"Oh Min Khudara! Godric?" (Oh My God! Godric?) I let go of her shoulders and slowly straightened up and saw that her shirt was torn off her body. Something had gone terribly wrong. Someone had hurt her. Was I restraining her from getting harmed or from harming someone. There was no one in the whole house but her and me.

"My Angel!" I swiftly gathered her up into my arms. She flinched a little and I noticed her shoulder was broken. My mind was going into overload.

"What…How?" I was unable to pose the question.

"It's my fault Godric!" she said taking my face in her hands.

"How Anahita?" I asked once again.

"I should have known better to go past the barrier you have set so firmly up for yourself. But I was curious, it was worse kind of intrusion, I am sorry Godric, please forgive me!" she started sobbing. Frustrating me even more. I would forgive any mistake of hers I only wanted to know who hurt her like this.

"Anahita I beg you to tell me what happened exactly this instance!" I pressed her a little.

"I went through your psyche, as I was exploring I came across this barrier and I crossed it. And the power control tripped and I lost control and because of me you lost control as well. I am not sure what exactly happened, but I unleashed something within you. When I retracted out of your mind, There was black smoke everywhere in the room. And you weren't you anymore, you told me that Godfrey Helico was gone and your name was Death." I am sure my face reflected the horror I felt inside. Never in a million years would I have wanted her to witness that. Of all the people who could've witnessed it, it had to be her. My head slumped forward and my eyes lingered on her torn clothes. I found my voice.

"what did I do? Tell me Anahita, please tell me I didn't!" I was begging to all and any God that was listening that I had not violated her in anyway.

"No, And it wasn't you, that wasn't you. There was not a glimmer of you in whatever that was." I was somewhat relieved.

"Did I do this?" I asked touching her shoulder which was almost mended.

"No, he did it Godric, that was not you, not all of you, not the definition of you." she answered frowning.

"What else did he say?" my reference to the phenomenon as 'he' relaxed her.

"He asked me what I was doing in the arms of death and I told him I was living and then he heard something in his head and said that he was no one's savior and that others needed saving from him, I got mad at that and told him that he was mine…I meant it as, that he was my savior and he got angry and pushed me to the floor and tore my clothes saying that death does not belong to anyone but comes for everyone." As she finished the sentence a moment of silence followed. I was shattered. I did not deserve a single night of happiness. I spend centuries trying to better myself and redeem myself, and when I finally find something worth existing for, I am reminded that I do not deserve happiness in any form. Out comes the monster that I suppressed for a 1000 years. Out comes the fact that no matter how hard I try I can never really be rid of my past.

She chuckled a little then, breaking me out of dark thoughts. When I looked up at her she giggled and then broke out in full laughter. Confusing me, as I saw nothing funny about the situation. I thought that maybe she was in shock but my instinct told me otherwise.

"What is it?" I asked as she kept doubling over in laughter.

"It's just something he said." She said in between peals of laughter.

"What?"

"I mean it was suppose to be menacing and depressive and horrifying, but if you look at it from another perspective. It just means something really funny and sort of vulgar."

"WHAT ANAHITA?"

"Death does not belong to anyone but comes for everyone."she hardly stuttered the sentence and then broke down into laughing again.

"And?"

"Think about it Godric!"

"it's true."

"I hope not!"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is I hope you don't 'cum' for everyone! I mean that will make you a promiscuous whatever!" she looked at me solemnly humor still dancing in her eyes.

I finally got it. And it did seem funny if you looked at it like that. I think I even laughed a little. Before I took hold of her and told her solemnly myself.

"No I don't Miss Afrasiab. And I am not a 'promiscuous whatever' as well, but I can come with you, for you and even make you come anytime you desire!" She broke out in laughter again and wrapped her arms around me warming my insides washing away the dread and anger from a few minutes ago. I realized then what she had done. She had distracted me. Broken the blow. My biggest nightmare had almost been unleashed a few moments ago. It had almost destroyed her as well.

"My blood magic does not work on him. I tried to control him, but it didn't work. I'm so sorry for my carelessness and disrespect!" She murmured against my shoulder.

"I know, nothing works on him." I whispered.

"Why did you create him Godric?" she asked me. I had to give her, she always asked the ultimately unraveling questions.

"I do not wish to discuss that right now. You made a mistake and I forgive you. But I hope you will not repeat it. I could've lost you tonight."

"No, you couldn't have, he wanted me too much to destroy me." she answered slowly and something inside me clenched. I looked at her questioningly.

"He would never destroy anything you don't want destroyed. He would just react to it with a different intensity." She continued.

"I don't want to talk of this anymore Anahita." yes, I pulled the authoritative older vampire card to avoid discussion on the topic. It was my demon. I had to control it.

" Yes Godric." she said looking into my eyes deeply for a moment.

"I think I am going to call Chad for live donors for both of us. We need to feed." I said getting up swiftly. Looking anywhere but at her. I needed to process what just happened. I needed time to think about it. she did not blame me for it but I did. It was my monster and my demon that had almost destroyed her. Though it had never happened this way before. I had never lost total control like this. We always merged, we never took-over. It was a huge possibility that it was an isolated event and that it only happened because she accessed my mind that way. I still needed time to think about it.

It was almost 10. She quietly gathered the knife and her torn dressing robe I noticed she had covered herself in my linen shirt and disappeared to her bedroom. I noticed for the first time a new channel in my head. It was quite and not as loud as my bond with Eric nor of the same nature. Whereas Eric's and my bond was like a live stream of water. This one was like a bunch of wire cables twisted together extremely tightly. Solid and locked down. I guess it only opened in extreme situations.

I called Chad, who was wise enough to not ask me why I had been needing donors on a regular basis though he did tell me that he could arrange for donors to come every night at a fix time so I would not have to call him every time. I told him I would consider it and hung up with the promise of donors on my doorstep in 30 minutes.

I sat on the couch staring at the fire. Fire, smoke, revenge. Revenge was the reason I had created that side of me. Death I called myself. and death was all I brought. I was indestructible in that form. I was invincible. A savage, a deviant. I had kept that savage under lock for more than 1000 years and now it was out again. More powerful than ever. I was horrified yet at the same time I felt a feeling of acceptance. Yes. This was who I was now. The wise, accepting, elder vampire but my norms should not allow me to accept that savage, I should be going berserk right now that the thing I ran away and have punished myself for so long was out again, but I wasn't I accepted it. Was it because she accepted it? Understood it to some extent? Was it because the only witness after a 1000 years was not afraid of the monster that lurked deep inside me? Was that the key? I kept thinking in circles.

The main door intercom ringing was what brought me out of the circles. The donors were here. I glamored them to stay in the kitchen. While I made my way back to my chambers to call Anahita. I stood outside her door for a few moments before I knocked.

"Anna the donors are here, please come upstairs." I said through the door. wishing she would come and answer it, I did not want to enter on my own.

"Yes Godric." I heard a straight reply. That cut me really bad everytime. She was angry with me. She had every right to be. I had attacked her and broken her shoulder. Though she was already healed within minutes. I had caused pain.

I retreated upstairs. Sensing that the male had much better blood than the female. I took the female. I was almost done when she entered the kitchen. Dressed in a dark burgundy long sleeved t-shirt and navy blue drawstring trousers. Her long hair tied in a ponytail. She stood looking at me feeding for a moment until I was done. Then turned towards the male donor, making him sit on the Breakfast bar stool that brought him to the perfect height for her to stand next to and feed. She touched the male donor's neck, who had promptly removed his shirt at the sight of her. She took a deep sniff of his neck closing her eyes. The display mesmerized me for a moment. Until the moment she leaned down and licked his neck taking a hold of his Bicep. Which definitely showed that he worked out. A fire raged inside me as the alien feeling of jealousy started to consume me. She licked again before her fangs pierced his neck and the boy moaned with pleasure. I wanted to rip him into pieces at that moment. She slowly and leisurely took long sips from his neck, all the while stroking his bicep softly and I stood fuming a few feet away barely able to control my rage from showing on my face. Once she pulled out, licking the wounds closed she whispered 'thank you' in his ear. Smiling at him as she turned away. I noticed the shameless bulge in his jeans which infuriated me even further. He must have noticed the look on my face because he quickly slipped on his shirt and made the way out of my kitchen. Once at the front door, I glamored them to forget the exact location of my home and handed both the donors cash that was much more than the promised amount. I also glamored him to refuse if ever he was to be send to my place. I was still angry when I made my way back inside and instead of going down to the chambers I went to the Main-hall. Once the flame was steady, I stood up and leaned against the mantle. Trying to calm myself down. I felt arms slipping around my waist and a kissed was placed at the nape of my neck.

"I'm truly sorry Godric, I know I don't deserve to be forgiven, but I am hoping that you would." Her voice was small and unsure. I exhaled. Savoring the closeness of her. I was surprised that she still thought it was all her fault. It was partially her mistake, but the presence of that monster in the first place was all mine wasn't it. when I did not answer. She continued.

"I am not sorry that I witnessed what I witnessed no matter what you think, no part of you will ever be wrong to me. I am only sorry that I was not able to respect your personal boundary. I am only sorry for my own wrong. We all have our demons. We are vampires, surely our long lives would never be all colors and butterflies, we all do things at some point which are horrifying, but how else would we ever learn if we were looking at something beautiful if we haven't seen ugly first?" her words made sense to me. it was true. how do you know what beautiful is if you have never seen the ugly. It was true we were all made of contrasts the dark and the light, it was which side we chose to allow to dominate us that really defined us. I was not complete without my dark side. It was that sense of incompleteness that had me pondering over meeting the sun for so long. I had to accept it. She accepted it. She, the only one who had witnessed it unleashed accepted it. I was still being bombarded with these thoughts and realization when I felt her grip on me go slack as she let go of my waist to turn-away. I turned around quickly to grab her retreating form and press her to myself.

"You are a miracle!" I whispered to her as her grip tightened around me.

"So are you." she whispered back into my chest.

"You are never to feed from a male donor again." Yes I was very mature. She chuckled.

"I know you, big bully." She squeezed me even tighter. I was about to answer her when I felt Eric's confusion and anger. Anahita tensed in my arms as well. I had not yet let go of her when I heard my phone ring. I swiftly picked it up when I saw it was Eric.

"Godric! Where is the Package?" Eric asked me in old norse.

"It's with me, it's safe, what is the matter my child?" I asked him. my worry growing by the minute.

"Did you do? Did you bond with her?" he asked. I heard a rush of air in the back ground.

"Yes I did." I answered immediately. He remained quiet for a moment and then the air rush was gone as he said,

"Godric put Anna on the phone." I handed her the phone which she took with a little hesitation. I could still hear the conversation clearly.

"Master?" she said slowly.

"Anna my precious, I have a question for you my child?" he continued in Old Norse. His terms of endearment and his tone of voice were badly clashing. Anahita looked at me worriedly.

"Yes Sahib Min.."

"WHO THE FUCK IS SIMON TRAVIS!" Eric roared, and I saw Anahita's face go pale.

Blood Magic:Blood magic is a power by which the possessor vampirecan control other vampires, weres and humans by giving them their blood, once a creature has had their blood they would be unable to go against them, kill them or harm them.

Additional to that the Possessor of blood magic can conceal their scent, hide their age, and shroud their appearance from those that have taken their blood or share their blood albeit not in immediate succession.

The bond created by blood magic does not wear down on the possessor vampire like a normal blood bond would on any other vampire, the blood magic allows the connection to lay dormant in the receiver until it is summoned, and then gives the possessor almost full access in to the psyche of the receiver.

There are 4 levels of possession of blood Magic, from mild to strong. Level 1 being able to have a mild influence on the receiver of blood and need of feeding more blood to gain more access. Level 4 being able to totally control the receiver through a single feeding.

The gift of Blood magic comes only through vampiric blood line. But can skip a maker and then appear in the child. The Child of a non-possessing Vampire who possesses blood magic has more liberties with their Maker child bond when it comes to opening and closing the bond in comparison with normal vampire maker child bond where maker does have the liberty to open and close the bond but the child doesn't. Still it does not make the possessor vampire immune to their non-possessing Maker's command and summoning.

More over. Where it takes 3 exchanges to permanently bind a human to a vampire, a vampire who possesses blood magic needs only one exchange and the receiver will heel to the vampire like a full bonded partner unless the Possessor wishes to be rid of it.

Only disadvantage to it is that it does not work on their own direct Ancestors or any older vampire with the same blood Magic or a higher level of blood magic.