AHHH last chapter, excluding epilogue of course, I say thank yous at the end of this chapter so I won't bore you, so read on and I hope you like the chapter!

Thanks to, Hunter I promise I'll defiantly keep writing, and thank you for always reading along. Frozen Hearts well it isn't really a very quick update, but thank you for the review and here! Coco you're welcome, and here you go Nightworld Fan thank you so much, you've no idea how nice it is that you think I've captured the essence of each character, I've always been curious about James and Morgead, and I did a lot of background reading before I wrote their parts. Sad that Eve is dead, I didn't want her to die, but war is brutal and bloody, and sometimes horrible things happen that can't be helped, but anyway, thanks so much for the long review, and talk next chapter! Also quick thanks to charlacakes for the really nice pm Xx

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Euphoria. Relief. Pain.

People were running, crying, laughing and Sydney was caught up in the middle of all of it. Despite the festivities the dead were impossible to forget, and Sydney wondered if it had been liked this last time, but she couldn't reach out to Sinnie. It was as if the native girl had played her part and was now lost in time, and Sydney for one, would miss her.

Sydney wished that she could be like the children who where running around playing, but she felt heavy, deadened, and heartbroken by the fact that her best friend was only a few metres away, crying over the death of her baby. Sydney had barely had time to hug her quickly before Sydney had been swept away by the crowd of ecstatic onlookers, and no matter how many times she tried to tell people that she was tired and hurting, they didn't care. They all wanted was their saviour, they wanted to touch her, to congratulate her, to hug her. Jez, Iliana and Delos all had similar treatment, but it seemed intensified on her. The last of the four, the one to complete the five. And all of that.

Every time Sydney blinked she saw the girl with the copper curls, she saw the list of the dead that had been pinned to the tent. All 22 pages of neat, small handwriting with careful precision. She saw the girl that she was sure Mare's baby would have become.

The one thing that kept her from running off into the forest was the feel of Alec's smooth hand enfolded within her own. And while she kept breathing deeply in and out to centre herself, she couldn't help wishing that she was curled up with Alec on an average Saturday afternoon, watching some movie that neither of them really cared about and just being together. But wait, as the fourth wildpower that was never going to happen, she was never going to be normal, there would always be a need for her to fight the bad guys, or to protect the earth and all that. Not to be mistaken, she loved her fire, it was a part of her, it seemed as natural as breathing and she could never just lie at home when knowing that she could be helping people. Anyway, without her fire and Circle Daybreak she would never have met Alec, and she never regretted staying with him.

'Sydney.' Thierry wrestled his way through the throng of people. 'We're calling an emergency meeting, Alec you're welcome to come. The main tent, now please.'

Alec raised an eyebrow at Sydney but nodded once as they pushed their way out of the sea of gratitude. Walking though the campsite was thankfully a brief trip, the calls of their names and the mixed cries of pain blurred into their minds as they walked quickly to reach the main tent.

Sitting in front of Jez, Delos, Hannah and Iliana were three vampires tied to wooden chairs with rope in forced with wooden fibres. Sydney only recognised one of the vampires, and it was with a shocked gasp that she said his name.

'Matt!'

Sydney glanced quickly at her soulmate, he had gone white and his knuckles were clenched. He clearly hadn't forgotten Matt's and Sydney's last meeting, when he had nearly killed her in an attempt to wreck Alec. And he very nearly succeed, and it was because of Matt that Sydney was a vampire. Sydney gently took Alec by the arm, and led him to the two empty seats next to Jez.

Thierry walked into the tent, looking tense. 'Not a word of who is in here is to get out, last thing we need is several hundred Daybreakers swarming in here for revenge.'

'Thierry, would you explain before I loose control what it is doing here?' Asked Alec with a tense jerk of his head towards the silent Matt.

'That's why I called you all here. The three men you see before you were all on Nathan's council and held senior positions. The rest of his council I should mention are dead. May I introduce to you, Matt, Blake, and Rockwood. Now you are all here because I believe that as a team we have the right to decide their fate. If I were to leave it to the group outside, the verdict would be a painful and slow death, but perhaps you all can see some compassion.'

'Compassion?' Spat Alec incredulously. 'I couldn't care less what you do to Blake and Rockwood, but Matt tried to kill my soulmate and nearly succeed in a sadistic attempt of revenge against me. I want him dead, and I want to do it myself.' Alec growled, his mouth in a grim and determined line, his face expressionless.

Thierry opened his mouth to speak but Sydney beat him to it. 'No.' She said firmly, ignoring the outraged look of her soulmate.

Thierry raised an eyebrow encouraging Sydney to speak further. 'This new 10,000 year reign won't start with death and killing.' She said stubbornly.

'Sydney, death and killing was what got us this new world.' Argued Alec.

'That is still no excuse.' Said Sydney firmly. 'I understand how you feel Alec, but killing him won't make what happened, un-happen.'

Alec sat in a fuming silence. Sydney glanced at Matt who hadn't even moved as she pleaded for his life. She saw none of the boy she used to play with, but that still didn't change her resolve.

'You have been most affected by Matt's actions Sydney, if you do not want to kill him, then what do you suppose we do with him?' Asked Thierry calmly.

Sydney bit her lip. 'A leopard never changes its spots.' Alec's voice drifted around her mind. 'What's to stop him doing what he did to you to other people?' Sydney pushed the voice away as a slow smile came to her lips.

'The cup of Lethe.' She said, with a satisfied smirk. She saw Thierry's eyes widen in understanding.

'What's the cup of Lethe?' Asked Hannah.

'Ask Thea.' Smirked Jez before explaining. 'The cup of Lethe makes the drinker forget everything about the Nightworld, it's people, it's location... Everything.'

'So if Matt, Blake, Rockwood and anyone else we think should drink this, do drink this, it will let them start over?' Asked Hannah.

'Exactly.' Nodded Sydney. 'Though their not like witches or humans who can just be left alone, they would have to stay a part of the Nightworld, but we can essentially bring them up right, teach them the right things, and hopefully in the future make them valued members of Circle Daybreak.'

'It's an excellent plan.' Nodded Thierry. 'I'll get Aradia, Thea and Blaze to start working on it as soon as possible.'

Sydney sat back and smiled, pleased that she had found a good compromise to the problem.

Thierry glanced down at his watch. 'You've all got half an hour, then there is a group meeting, make sure you're all there.'

Sydney and Alec left the tent into the blinding sunlight. Sydney wondered if the humans waking up around the world realised how close to a world of pain and suffering they had come. Sydney agreed with Thierry, the world would stay in the rule of all those who fought for it on the right side, but the humans would stay oblivious to the Nightworld. It was better like that after all, the humans had enough problems of their own to sort out; never mind running around with garlic and crosses.

Alec wrapped his arm gently around Sydney's waist a kissed her neck gently. 'You were too nice back there.' He murmured against her skin, sending electricity buzzing through her.

'I'm not exactly Matt's biggest fan, but he deserves a fresh chance.' She explained.

Alec shook his head slightly, bewildered by his soulmate. 'I'll always support your decisions my love.' He paused before kissing her neck again. 'No matter how preposterous they seem to me.'

Mare's POV

Her baby Eve, dead. Only a few hours ago she had felt her kicking. She felt like a part of her soul had been ripped out. Ash had been holding her in his strong arms for the last hour, while she sat there numbly. They were sitting on the grass outside, Ash had carried her out and changed her clothes while Mare had been sitting in silence, unable to comprehend what had happened.

They heard two people approaching, Ash looked up but Mare's gaze didn't move from the grassy spot in front of her. Mare heard someone sit next to her and she tore her gaze away from the grass. It was Aradia. Mare dropped her gaze and looked back at the grass, disappointed that she couldn't find the same spot that she had been staring at.

'Young one, look at me.' Came Aradia's gentle voice. Even though Aradia was younger than her, her voice and still eyes held a wisdom long beyond her years.

'You have suffered a terrible grievance this day, and I wish to tell you something.' Spoke Aradia calmly, before taking Mare's hand into her own fluidly despite not being able to see it.

'You and your warrior will have another child, this time a boy. And he will grow up to be everything you could have ever dreamed of, he will be a hero amongst men and will forever uphold the moral values you teach him.'

'How can you know that?' Gawped Ash.

Aradia smiled. 'I have been greatly gifted by my ancestors, and I speak the truth.'

Ash just held Mare even tighter, while they would forever grieve for Eve; perhaps they would see her one day, and they would be good and strong, for the good of their son.

Thierry's POV

Thierry stood in the meeting tent, surrounded by the victors, but it was hard to ignore the fact that there were only half the numbers of people than there had been 12 hours ago.

Thierry coughed slightly, not that he needed to draw attention to himself, the tent was hushed, all wanting to hear from their leader, all wanting reassurance, and comfort for their actions.

'Friends, winners, Daybreakers. Today as you know, marks the start of 10,000 years, and the reign that will follow it. And the reason why we have such an honour and privilege, is because of every single person here and every single person who fought for or helped the cause. The cause for an era of peace and acceptance, for love and compassion.'

Thierry paused and looked to the intense onlookers. 'You all fought for something today, whether it was for peace, or for love, or for duty, you all deserve to be here, and you all deserve your future. While we celebrate tonight, we will not forget the dead, for they too deserved the future that you all will have, but although they will not be here as the sun rises tomorrow, or when it sets, remember. They fought for your future too, they fought for the world we have today, and their lives will not be wasted, and I pledge to you, as your leader, that I promise you I will do my utmost to make sure they are never forgotten and that the world they fought for keeps turning, with love and compassion at its core.'

There was a second of silence before the tent erupted into clapping and cheering, and Thierry smiled as he looked at his friends and family. He had meant every word, and he made a promise to the universe. A promise that he would hold until the day he died.

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The End.

Awww, IT'S OVER?! Yep. It took me around 10 months to complete and I loved writing it, I do have an epilogue which will be coming out soon, in which its the Daybreakers 10 years later, but in case your the type to not like epilogues, I'm going to say a HUGE thank you to absolutely everyone who read the book, especially if you continued to the end, and everybody who ever reviewed, faved or followed. Seriously without all of you, I would never have finished it. Please tell me what you thought of the book in a review, and unless you read the epilogue, it's a really sad goodbye from me, and thank you for keeping a 14/15 year old happy while she writes away in her bedroom.

Please keep an eye out for the epilogue, but until then, it's goodbye, and thank you all again so much. Xx.