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Dimitri's POV
I knew instantly what was going on when she was looking at the door with such horror and fright. I have only once, well not counting the time I was strigoi, seen her so scared, and that was on the airplane when we were on our way back to the Academy, coming from Court. I have never heard her scream before. Let alone scream in such fright and pain.
Last time, my heart nearly stopped and I started panicking. This time, I most definitely had a heart attack. Her screams cut through my hear like a knife. They were longer and louder than last time. Her eyes are just as wide as last time, but I knew for certain that there were more ghosts than she had ever seen before. But with her frightening look, the ghosts most be ugly…like decaying ugly. I wasn't sure how bad, but just thinking about it sent a shiver down my spine.
Then suddenly, there was knocking. It startled me and I froze. Goosebumps traveled down my spine and I shivered. Rose started screaming louder as the knocking turned into banging. She clutched her head in the process, as if to pull the pain out of her head. Her naked body caving into itself, trying to rid of the headache, that is no doubt consuming her. I jumped out of bed the moment I heard her scream, going straight to her side. My hands went up to her cheeks.
"Roza!"I called her in half panic, half demanding. I won't lose her now! We have a whole life ahead of us, and we will be together. "Roza, answer me! Can you hear me?"
I could handle the anger and rage of spirit, but this… this was beyond me. I could hold her back when she felt the urge to hurt or kill someone, but snapping her out of this horror she was seeing was not in my power. Last time no one was able to capture her attention, and then she quickly fell into oblivion. I won't let that happen this time!
My attention was on her, and I saw no change in her screams, but she backed up against the wall even more, as if she could go through it. She was still looking at the door, and if possible, her face became more of horror than of pain, as if she could hear something, rather than just see.
I listened hard to see if I could hear what she was hearing, but I couldn't hear anything. I quickly decided to call Lissa, thinking she might be able to do something. I had to do something. I always hated seeing her in pain, but this, I would rather see her break her ankle again and be high on Vicodin, then see her suffer from spirit darkness once again.
Then realization it; it has gotten worse. She always avoided the topic of spirit because she never wanted anyone to know it was getting worse! She didn't want anyone's pity or help. I cursed to myself, swearing in Russian. The incident at the gym should have been a wake-up call for me. How long has this been going on? How long has she been hiding this from everyone?
I picked up my phone that was on the bedside table and called Lissa.
She picked up after the fifth ring. "Lissa Dragomire speaking." Said a sleepy princess voice.
"It's Dimitri. Ghosts are here, and Rose won't stop screaming. It's worse than before. I don't know what to do. She won't snap out of it. Come quick."
"What room number?" she quickly demanded, any trace of sleep disappeared.
"231. Come quickly."
She hung up, no doubt getting Denis to escort her. Rose made sure no one went out alone when war was so close upon us. She didn't want to lose anyone. She has a beautiful heart, one that never stops shining and fighting. I'll be damned if she doesn't come out of this!
I looked at Rose and realized that she was naked. I doubt Rose wanted to put her body on display for Denis and Lissa. I sprinted to the bathroom and pulled out a bathrobe (I put on pants, but no shirt- that would take to long) and put it around her before she could move again. I kissed her forehead, telling her I was with her.
"Roza, you can do this! Snap out of it!" My hands went to the side of her face, but she batted them away frantically and not noticing.
A real knocking, knocking that actually moved the door, came at the door. I was in front of it before the person knocked the second time. As soon as I opened the door, Rose's screams got worse and started piercing my ears.
Viki and Denis were in the doorway, in front of the princess in case an intruder was in. All of them looked at Rose and Denis's face turned into panic- he didn't know what to do either. It was hard for me to imagine Denis looking panic. He was a very in-shape dhampire, and his facial expression always displayed power and aggression. But when it came to the Cobra's, I quickly observed that he was a family kind of guy; he loves Rose and the others very much, which is probably why Rose picked him to be her second in command- because he not only displayed good leadership, but because he is always watching out for everyone's safety.
He came in and reached her side, observing her body to check for any damages. Viki did the same, her worry just as well pronounced on her face as Denis's. Lissa stood in the doorway with a horror struck face. I think she didn't know what to expect.
"Dimitri, her ears are bleeding!" He said in a strangled, worried voice. It was a familiar cry- the voice of a man that is about to lose someone he loves. His hands now held her blood in them, and they were covered in thick, sticky blood.
My heart jumped and stopped. Her ears weren't bleeding before. Her body was perfectly fine a few minutes ago. I looked at her ears, and sure enough, blood was leaking out, making another trail- since Denis whipped the original trail away with his hands- of blood.
"What do you want!" I shouted out in a half desperate tone to get rid of them and half expected them to answer me. I probably looked insane, talking to no one but air. "Leave her alone! She hasn't done anything."
Lissa broke out of her horror trance and ran forward, her arm and hands stretched out to Rose.
NO! I thought.
Viki saw my face and pulled her back. "No Lissa."
"But Rose is hurt."
After that I couldn't hear anything but my pulse racing behind my ears. I couldn't drag my eyes off of her blood. It wasn't coming out fast, but it wasn't coming out slow either. The blood already made a river out of her ear, down the ear and earlobe, and own onto her neck and on her bathrobe.
"GO AWAY!" she shouted. Those were the same words from the airplane. They were here, around her, but I could no longer see them. I couldn't help her! What good is it being half vampire with strength if you can't defend the woman you love? What good is it?
Her fingers came up to the bathrobe, as if to pry something off- like someone's hand. She screamed bloody murder, clutching her head afterwards, then collapsed onto the floor.
I think I just felt my heart stop beating. Sweat was pooring down my back.
"Death is coming." She whispered loud enough for all of us to hear her as soon as she landed on the floor. After Rose said that, her body went limp and she was unconscious.
That snapped me out of whatever was holding me back. Lissa struggled to get out of Viki's hold while I picked Rose up and ran as fast as I could to the hospital. She needed help, doctor help. I knew Lissa wanted to heal her, but if Lissa heals Roza, it could make the darkness even stronger, and we need Rose more than ever.
I need Roza more than ever.
As I ran, I couldn't help but look down at her to make sure she is just breathing. But what I saw made my blood run cold. Her face was as pale as a strigoi, and her lips were as white as snow. I checked her chest to see if she was breathing, and saw that she was, but her breathing was shallow.
Run faster! I yelled at myself. Don't let Roza down. She wouldn't let you down. The second thought did make me go faster, somehow. I wasn't sure how I was running faster; all I know is that I was, because I was sure I was going as fast as I was when I was a strigoi. I ran past building after building, but the hospital was still a mile away, but at the rate I was running, a mile was only a minute away.
When I finally arrived to lighted hospital of St. Josephs, I almost ran into the automatic sliding glass doors. If it weren't for Rose being in bad shape, I would have ran right through them, but we were in a crisis as it was, so we needed to speed things up without any more interference.
"We need help here!" I shouted. "Now!" My voice was in complete authority, and it's tone said not to disobey me. The nurses and aids were on the floor chatting. As soon as they saw the limp, pale woman in my arms. "Hurry, you have to help her." My throat tightened, praying to whatever higher power there was that she was okay.
I heard doors opening up behind me and when I turned, I saw five people jogging a wheeling bed towards our direction, two of the people which were doctors- they are wearing white lab coats with PhD's-; two were nurses and one was- I am assuming- is an assistant. I sprinted in their direction to put her down on the bed.
One of the PhD's didn't waste time. "What happened." I glanced at him and he was a graying moroi, with black hair and faded blue eyes. The two people in my way of the free railing side backpedaled out of my way as I came up to them. I laid her down, her lead jostled as I laid her down.
I didn't even take a breath. The asshole can just mark me as a psycho, "She is shadow kissed, what happened exactly, I'm not sure, but she was seeing ghosts."
As I suspected, the guy looked at me like I was a lunatic, and the rest of the team quickly hauled Rose away from me, however the guy was staying with me.
"What is her name?"
"Rosemarie Hathaway."
"How old is she?"
"Nineteen."
He looked at me in surprise. "Okay, and you are saying you don't know what exactly happened?"
"Correct. Please, just help her. Find out what his going on."
"Sir," he looked at me calmly and reassuringly, his hands were in a surrendering gesture "that is what we are trying to do. A couple statements can make a world of a difference. Is Miss. Hathaway sexually active and is there any chance she can be pregnant?"
Okay Dimitri, calm down. This man is trying to help you, so the quicker you answer his questions, the faster we can figure out if Rose is okay.
"Yes she is sexually active, but there is no way she can be pregnant."
The doctor nodded. "Are there any medications she is allergic to?"
I gave him a pained expression. "I don't know what she is allergic too."
He nodded. "That is okay. It is on file. Thank you for your time and bringing her in. If you sit in the waiting room, I will contact you to tell you what is going on with Miss. Hathaway. Are you family or friend of hers?"
"Family- I am her fiancé."
He looked at me shocked, but quickly hid it and nodded. "What is your name?" He asked, not meeting my eyes. Racialist moron.
"Dimitri Belikov."
He nodded. "I will update you on Miss. Hathaway's health as soon as I can." Then he left, still not meeting my eyes and, disappearing behind the flopping doors.
I couldn't sit down in the waiting room, and has her future husband, I had obligations to do. I called Denis's cell and told him that Rose was with the doctor's and that we were in St. Joseph's hospital. He said that Lissa was with him, along with the Cobras and that they were on their way here. I hung up, and tried to sit down and relax, but I couldn't. I paced back and forth, and the people in the waiting room looked at me like I was a lunatic. I could care less; I just ran to the hospital with my unconscious fiancé in my arms, with her ears bleeding and face as white as snow; yeah- I have a right to act like I was losing my mind.
Fifteen minutes later, they all arrived, including Adrian and Sydney. I was sitting on the edge of my seat, my elbows down on my knees and my forehead in my hands when all of them came in. Lissa came right up to me and hugged me. "Don't worry Dimitri, she will be okay." I hoped she is right. Lissa still had on her nightgown. I didn't even notice she was wearing one. "We went back to my house to get everyone. Denis didn't want them to wake up and find us missing. When we told them what was going on, they demanded they come with us, so it took a while for us to get here." I shrugged, not caring one bit about how all of them got here. She squeezed my hand in comfort.
Zena came marching up to me, along with the other Cobras. "Did the doctor come back with news yet?" She demanded in Russian, sounding extremely bitchy about it. I knew it was only concern. Since she has known Rose, she has never known Rose to be in bad condition, and with her in the hospital, it was scary for her.
I shook my head. "Not yet. I think they have to find out what kind of medications he is allergic to first, before they do anything."
"Well, is my granddaughter going to be okay?" Yeva said, walking through the automatic sliding glass doors of the emergency room with her shoulders back, spine straight and eyes cunning and concerned. The rest of my family, including the kids- when did they arrive?- following behind her. For an old woman, she still has a lot of energy in her. I only hope that I inherited that gene- I am going to need it for Roza and I's married life. She is going to be a handful, and I could hardly wait.
Just then, the doctor that I talked to came out and walked towards us. "Mr. Belikov, my name is Dr. Matthew Coleman. Miss. Hathaway is doing just fine. She has no brain damage," I sagged in relief- relief that was physically painful and almost brought me down to my knees. My heart rate- which I haven't noticed until now- slowed down and was almost back to normal.
"Thank god." I said in Russian, not realizing it until he gave me a weird look. "Thank you." I said to him in English.
He gave me a pained look. That can't be good.
"Don't thank me just yet, Mr. Belikov. Miss. Hathaway's ears were filled with blood, so much so that it had clogged not only the external auditory canal, but also the eardrum and the malleus, which is located directly behind the eardrum."
I sucked in my breath. "Does that mean that she is deaf now?" My throat started to tighten. She won't ever hear me tell her that I love her, won't ever hear me whisper endearments (a/n: endearment is a synonym for sweet nothings) in her ear. She won't ever hear what the Cobra's are saying to her. My heart cracked, but at least she is alive. That is what truly mattered. Roza is alive.
"We are draining the blood out of her ears, but we are unaware of the situation with her ears just yet."
"Can we see her?" Yeva asked impatiently, sounding like a grouchy old woman.
Coleman looked at my grandmother with a neutral face. "Not yet, ma'am; we are busy working on her."
"Well, inform me and my grandson," she looked over to me, then back at the doctor, "as soon as you are done. If she is asleep, I don't care, I want to see my granddaughter."
The doctor nodded, but before he could walk away, Tamara walked over with the rest of the gang and asked him a question in Russian. He looked a little bit scared and intimidated with the Cobras by him. I don't think he knows exactly who Rosemarie is.
The doctor looked to me for translation. "She asked if she could still fight."
"Her body is unharmed, but I cannot answer your question just yet. If Miss. Hathaway is deaf, I would highly suggest she not fight strigoi."
I quickly translated for Tamara and the rest of the gang. Tamara quickly spoke up, and again, I translated. "She asked if there is any chance for recovery."
"Depends on how badly damaged her eardrum is. If it's not too severe, she could get hearing aids or surgery to repair the damage, but if her eardrum is gone, then there is nothing we can do, except sign her up to learn sign language."
I looked to my mother, and her face turn sad and horror struck. The doctor turned away and went through the swinging doors, where Rose was at.
"Dimitri, you should sit down with us. Calm down. Rose will be fine." Larisa said, reassuringly, though she said it mostly to herself than to me.
It took most of my willpower not to yell at her and call her crazy for acting so calm when Rose could be losing her sense of hearing. However, I went to sit next to her and Lissa. Everyone eventually followed suit, sitting down to wait for the doctor.
It felt weird when they followed my lead. It was like they were waiting for a command from their leader. I shook it off though; their leader would soon be with them. Rose will soon be with them.
"Did anyone call Abe or Janine?" I asked.
"No, but we found out." Janine said, her face showing annoyance and anger at being the last to know. "You just now thought about calling her parents?" she said, yelling at me, her hands turned into fists at her side. I looked at Abe and he looked just as scary, except he his arms were crossed over his chest.
I looked down. "It's been hectic." I answered.
Surprisingly, Janine's arms came out and hugged me in comfort. I was stiff at first, but relaxed. For a second there, I thought she was going to kill me. "She is a Hathaway, Belikov, she will be fine." Again, I heard that tentative voice, which, this time came from Janine. Why was everyone saying statements when they weren't so sure? It's absolutely ridiculous.
"And it's Mom." Janine said.
"And Dad." Abe said, his hand reached out and gripped my shoulder in comfort- a manly comfort.
Rose's POV
I woke up with a ringing sound in my ears, along with an evil, very painful, migraine. I opened up my eyes, but everything was blurry at first, but after several seconds my vision focused in and I was disoriented. Where the hell am I? I thought. I saw white walls, a very comfortable chair by my bedside with someone in it-
Someone that I love very much; Dimitri. His looked at me with painful relief. I was in a hospital, I realized. I wondered what happ-
Just then, the headache and ghost events came rushing back to my memory, and my headache increased as I remembered. I groaned in pain, but didn't hear anything. My hands immediately went to my head, as if to get the pain out of my head. I sat up, thinking that would help.
Someone tapped my shoulder and I looked at that person. Denis was the one that tapped me, his broad shoulders literally obscured my vision of the rest of the room, so I don't know who else is in here, except Dimitri, because Dimitri was on the other side of me. Denis took my hand and kissed my wrists, where my veins popped out. He opened his mouth and his lips started moving, but no sound came out- or rather, I didn't hear anything.
"Denis!" I yelled. "Stop fooling around and use your voice! I can't hear you."
Both Dimitri and Denis looked at each other with facial expressions saying 'oh god no.' Then, they turned back to me, and this time, Dimitri took my hand that Denis had, with both of his hands on each side of mine.
Then he shook his head, and just like that, I understood. And my headache went away- which made my gut twist.
I was deaf.
I recalled hearing Denis shouting: Dimitri, her ears are bleeding! The flooding of blood in my ears must have caused it!
I started to panic. I relied on both my nausea sensor and hearing to pick strigoi up, how the hell am I going to fight-
Death is coming. A voice inside my head whispered the memory of last night.
My god! They are on their way! And I need to get ready. I jumped out of bed, and as soon as I did that, people were on me, forcing me back down. Yeva and Olena were two people that held me down. I looked at Olena, knowing she was the medic of the family.
"No." I whispered, but I couldn't hear my own voice, which made me a little more hysterical. "I can't be deaf!"
She looked at me with sorrow filled eyes. Her mouth opened, but I couldn't hear, let alone lip read, but I thought she was saying 'I'm so sorry.' Thinking she may have said that made the waterworks come. I couldn't stop them even if I wanted to. I had just lost a part of me that I have been relying on for years.
Someone was rubbing my back, but through the bond- yes, it is still there- I could tell it was Lissa. I looked up at her with pleading eyes. "Heal me."
I rarely ever see sorrow in her face. She was always gleeful, but now, her face showed true sorrow. It's not that she didn't want to heal me, it's that she couldn't, I realized. She probably tried healing me since she first walked in the door, and gave up after try number fifty.
"It's something that you can't fix?" My heart tore open even before I saw her shake her head.
She shook her head and I squirmed in my seat with a strangled cry, absolutely despising her answer.
No, no, no, no, no, no, NO! I screamed in my head and maybe out loud. I wasn't sure, since I couldn't hear anymore. This isn't fair! The biggest fight of my life is coming up and I am being forced to sit out. Knowing Dimitri and my family, they won't let me step one foot out of a safe house, that they no doubt already rented hundreds of miles away from Court in attempt to keep me safe!
Shhh, Lissa thought to me through the bond. We have to talk to the doctor yet. He said that there may be a chance to save your hearing. I doubted that. I seriously doubt that, but I made myself calm down…well, at least I tried.
Before anyone could try and tell me anything, a couple moroi doctors with white lab coats, walked in with a white board, erasers, and dry-erase markers in their hands. One doctor, with blue eyes and brown hair and high cheek bones, held up his white board. The doctor wrote on it with black dry-erase marker, saying 'hello Rose, my name is Dr. Coleman.'
A few tears leaked out of my eyes as I gazed in his blue ones. "Fix this!" I demanded in anger. All the doctors looked at me with sad, yet professional faces.
Dr. Coleman flipped the white board over in his hands, erased the first message with an eraser, and then wrote something else. A few seconds later, he flipped it over and showed me, along with everyone else.
'Miss. H, there was so much blood in your ears, that it had flooded your eardrum, permanently damaging your hearing.'
I starred at the writing after I had read it, and just froze. I didn't breath; didn't look away. I was numb.
"What do I do now? Sit around like a fucking vegetable? I am getting married, and you are telling me that I can't hear my own wedding, hear people cheering us on and congratulating us? Oh, and let's not forget that I am a fucking guardian! I need my goddamn ears! There has to be something that you can do!"
The doctor on the far left shook her head. She was moroi as well, but she was blond and taller than the male doctors. She also looked younger, around the age of forty, with bright brown eyes. Her blond hair was tied back in a low pony tail, and wore diamond stud earrings, with a matching necklace and a blue blouse and khaki pants.
She lifted her white board up and started writing on it, and then she turned it over so I could read.
'My name is Dr. Caraway.' She said, introducing herself. Once I nodded, she turned it back over, erased it, and wrote on it again.
'We tried to save your hearing by draining the blood, but that was all we could do. We did the safest and quickest procedure that is known to medical history, but it didn't do any good.'
"Then how the hell did this happen?"
Dr. Coleman brought up his white board and started writing.
'When you were unconscious, we sent you to get an MRI scan, which is a brain scan. The results told us that you were listening to something at a very high frequency range for too long, and that caused your ears to hemorrhage radically.'
"The ghosts were screaming at me." I said out loud. "Not to mention that god-awful headache that came with it. Whenever ghosts are near, I get migraines."
Then reality hit as I remembered exactly what the ghosts were saying to me; death is coming, death is almost here. I wanted to jump up and get the cobra's and guardians in action. We need to secure the perimeter of court and get everyone ready for war. However, these doctors would think I was crazy and put me in intense therapy or worse, a mental institution. Yeah, I can be dangerous; Jesse is exhibit number one. Therefore, I stayed in my place and asked a very important question that every deaf person should ask. It also made me depressed beyond belief.
"What next? How do I communicate with others?"
Dr. Caraway wrote on her board and flashed it to me. 'Sign language is your best bet.'
My heart dropped into my stomach and out my ass. I felt like screaming again. There was a box of flowers by my bedside table. I picked it up and threw it at the wall where no one was standing at. It left a brown spot, where the dirt had it the wall, and at the same time as I threw the flowers, I gave a half scream, half cry- well, that is what I think came out, something else could have came out, because I can't hear shit!
Someone- I don't know who- started rubbing my back and I went ballistic. "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" I got out of the bed and ran up to the wall where the soil had made a spot on the wall and punched it, my hand going through the tough drywall. I didn't feel anything. I was so devastated, so grief stricken that all I felt was rage; rage that needed to be released.
I pulled my arm out- because not only did my fist go through the wall, but so did my arm, up to my elbow. And as soon as it was out, I punched the wall again, to the left of where the I made the first hole. I felt a crack as soon as my fist went through the drywall, but I didn't feel a thing. I screamed in outrage again, and someone's hands- strong man hands- were on my arm, pulling my arm out of the wall and their arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me into a hug.
Gabril said that we will get through this. All of us are here for you. Lissa said through the bond. I started to cry, feeling the wetness come out of my eyes and on my cheeks. Just hearing those words made me cry. That is exactly what Gabe would say to me. He wouldn't leave anyone behind. I breathed in, and smelled Gabril's sweet and loving smell.
But he should leave me behind. I'm useless now. I'm a flat tire that needs to be sent to the junk yard. If they stay with me, then I would be tarring them down, and that could get one of them killed. I stepped out of the hug and looked at the doctors.
I shook my head. "I need some air." I didn't walk past them, I ran past them so that they couldn't stop me. I needed to get out of here. I need to be alone and just think.
I ran out of the hospital in a bathrobe, and I didn't feel anyone coming after me, which was good, because I need to be alone. I had no clue where I was heading, but I quickly found myself running out of Court's gates. I knew people were yelling after me, and if they ask why I didn't hear them, at least I could tell them the fucking truth! I thought with outrage and dismay.
I found myself on the side of the road, but as soon as I stepped out of the wards, my headache came crashing back, almost sending me off my feet and on my knees in pain, but when I heard a voice, a familiar voice, the pain vanished.
"Rose, you need to get everyone in ready." I looked up in horror, remembering whose voice that belonged to.
Before me stood a cute and tall young man with red hair and brown eyes.
Mason
And beside him was Mrs. Dragomire.
They are standing before me, but what made me scream, was that they looked like they were alive. Color was in their pigment in their skin and eyes, and their voices sounded so real, so down to earth that it not only scary, but I had thought for a split second that they resurrected from the grave.
Am I hallucinating? Or am I just going crazy?
"Neither Rose," Mrs. D said as if she was reading my mind. "You need to pull yourself together now! War is going to be here in less than one day's time. You need to get everyone ready."
I began to hyperventilating. This can't be real, they are dead; I am alive. I shouldn't be able to see them as if they are real objects. My mind couldn't function on anything else at this moment. I just couldn't get over how they look. And I suddenly wanted them to be alive…so much.
"How…" I tried to say, but the rest got caught in my throat, which is now tight- why is my throat tightening up a lot? I tried to ask him how it was possible that I can see and hear them so good.
"Because you lost a part of you Rose." Mason said, knowing what I was trying to ask. "That and the fact that you are dealing with deadly situations every day that make you kill strigoi."
"Can you fix my problem- my ears, I mean?"
No one answered, so I took that as a no.
"You are telling me that I can only hear you, but no one else?"
Mase shrugged. "Sorry Rose, but we really need you to get a hold of yourself and get everyone read."
Sorry! "Sorry doesn't cover it Mason! Your ghost friends made me lose my hearing! And to top that off, I need to know how the hell I am supposed to fight strigoi without my hearing, because you know damn well that we rely on all of our senses." I crossed my arms, not wanting to hit him-
There I go- thinking that he is alive.
I quickly covered up my thinking by asking a question, one they better fucking tell me. "How many strigoi are on their way?" I asked.
They were silent, as if they were deciding if they should tell me or not.
"Mrs. D" I asked, looking at her with pleading eyes, trying to hide the anger and annoyance I am feeling- I really wanted to punch someone. "If you want your daughter to have a good chance of staying alive, I need to know how many strigoi are coming. We are better prepared than surprised by the numbers."
Mason nodded in agreement at the prepared part. "An army big, Rose." He said, telling me.
I swallowed. "And that estimates out to be…"
He wouldn't meet my eyes when he spoke. "Thousands Rose."
My breath caught. "Now that is impossible! They are so selfish-"
"Many of them won't make the voyage way here," Mrs. D said, sounded relieved, "due to their selfish, now-it-all moods, but the leaders of a strigoi tribe- yes, they actually call themselves the Tribes, they even have names-,"her eyes narrowed in disgust, "have come together with the image of taking over Court, demonstrating their power as the strongest race. They want to annihilate you, yes, but one of the leaders does not."
As weird as it may seem, hope trickled down my spine. Maybe that leader just wants to prove a point and that 'Tribe' will leave.
"That leader wants to enslave the living. She wants to use you like cattle- butcher you for blood and sell it. The humans, though, will be slaves for chores around the house or whatever they need done."
All hope vanished, and horror took over. "Then I need to get moving, but I need my hearing back! There has to be a way so that I can hear!"
Mrs. D looked at me with sympathy. "I'm sorry, my sweet child. There is nothing that I can do."
I sagged in defeat, but Mason looked at me with a half smile. "If it means anything, we can stick together."
I rolled my eyes. "Mase, you can't come with me in the wards."
He raised an eyebrow. "Want to bet?"
I actually do.
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