Chapter Two: The Castle

"Well?" Damon continued to stare insensitively at his younger sister until she finally looked away from him.

"I…I don't…I don't know. He…he took all me memories off…I, err…I can't remember a bloody thing." She replied, looking down at the dew-drenched grass. She looked upwards toward the sky. "The sun will be up soon. We best go somewhere and talk. There are things I need to know, and things you need to know." Meredith studied Sarah closely.

"How do we know we can trust you?" She asked cautiously. Sarah stared at her for a long time, then finally said,

"I don't know. I guess you'll just 'ave to take my word for it." So saying, she turned and started off into the woods. Reluctantly the rest stood and followed her, the cheerful moment forgotten. They walked on for fifteen minuets, before Sarah stopped. She studied her surroundings with careful meticulousness. "This way." She whispered, and led them off in another direction. And hour later they we're still walking. Bonnie noted the dimness begging to fade from the contiguous trees. The sun was begging to rise.

We're lost!

Bonnie thought.

She has no idea where we are!
Trying to calm herself, she began to hum softly. Someone started to sing the words that went along with the melody.

"Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose. Shall I ever see thee wed? I shall marry at thy will, sire at thy will." Everyone, with the exception of Damon, and Stefan, stopped walking, enchanted by the mysterious voice that seemed to hold them.

"What . . ." Elena began, then turned. The voice continued to hum the haunting tune. Elena realized that the sound was in front of them, not behind, noting that, like herself, everyone except Damon and Stephan had turned around. She realized seconds letter who the mystifying voice belonged to. It was Sarah, the youngest vampire sibling. Bonnie caught Elena's trained gaze and turned to see who she was looking at. The remainder of the group did the same. Sarah began to take in the lack of presences' behind she and her brothers and turned around to gaze at the majority of the group, who had fallen back about twenty feet.

"What's wrong?" She asked, immediately tensing. Perhaps the phoenix blood WAS going to fade after all.

"Your voice . . ." Matt began, but stopped. Sarah shrugged.

"Wot of it?"

"It's beautiful!" Bonnie whispered. Sarah raised an eyebrow.

"Lovely. I believe my brothers would beg to differ." Damon rolled his eyes, and Stefan grinned. "Of course," Sarah said, "they are to gentleman like to say that lovely bit 'o tidbit information to me face, but I 'eard them talk. I know wot they said. Now, lets get a move on. It's not much farther."

"Will you continue?" Bonnie murmured.

"Aye. My pleasure." Sarah said, grinning.

"Hey, ho, hey, ho. Eat nor drink nor money, I have none. Still I will be merry. Hey, ho, hey. Peace, peace, peace, peace. Shall I ever see thee come? I shall wait forever and ever. Peace, peace, peace. Ding, dong, ding-dong. Wedding bells on a cold winters morn. Mark my name on a moss covered stone, on a moss covered stone. Mother father dig my grave. Dig it with a golden spade. Bring some friends and a turtle dove to show that I died for love. To show that I died for love."

Sarah suddenly veered off to the left. Meredith glanced downwards to the dirt-covered ground, and saw that there was no trail.

Where are we going?

In front of her, Bonnie stopped so abruptly that Meredith almost knocked her over, as well as herself. Catching herself and Bonnie she started to say something, but the words caught in her throat, as she looked up and saw your everyday castle strait from the middle ages.

Where in the hell did that come from?