Sorry everyone! I removed chapters six and seven because were going someplace I didn't want them to go, and needed to fix them before anyone else read them. Now, on to our regularly scheduled program . . .



Chapter 6



This wasn't supposed to happen.

The first thing was the electricity, followed quickly by a pink haze that filled her mind. And then, his presence.

Aden, Josiah, Orion, Pyralis. She had known him by so many names, but she knew the name that described him best.

~Soulmate.~

She backed away quickly. Oh Goddess, this wasn't supposed to happen.

He looked at her through eyes that showed ions of emotions. Love, lust, confusion. The one that stuck out the most was pain.

"You already have a soulmate," he said in a thick voice. It was more of an accusation than anything else.

"I- I . . ."

"You said you had a soulmate, the day we met." He was gripping her arms while she tried to pull away. "Aurora, listen to me!"

She stopped. "What did you just call me?"

He looked confused, as if she were speaking another language. "I called you Aur-" He stopped. "I called you Aurora."

"I have to go." She turned quickly and ran.

She could hear him calling, his footsteps heavy behind her, but she was a vampire. She outran him to her car, jumping in and speeding away, leaving him behind her, and the powerful violet of the rising sun.

~*~

Her feet were bare and muddy. The tattered tunic she wore was dirty and in desperate need of washing.

~Dammit~, she thought. ~I fell asleep~.

Aurora, or, Iola rather, stood in the middle of a stone path looking up at Mount Olympus.

"Iola!" a voice shouted.

She turned to see Pyralis. Aurora's heart dropped, making her want to cry, but Iola just stood proudly, smiling radiantly.

But, as usual, before he got there, something growled from the shadows. Iola turned, but Aurora already knew what was going to be there. A black shape crawled through the trees. Before she had a chance to say anything, it pounced.

~*~

Aurora opened her eyes quickly. She didn't get the chance to watch her death this time. ~Darn~, she though sarcastically.

She got up and walked to the mirror over the small porcelain sink in the corner of the room. Her eyes were swollen and red from crying. Odd how some human characteristics never leave.

Her chest was starting to tighten. ~Maybe I should just let the bloodlust kill me~, she thought. Shaking her head, she knew it would be better for everyone.

She was destined to live in a world of darkness after the Millennium Battle. There was no way Daybreak would win, especially since she had tipped off the Council on the bogus rumor once she had got home. The Battle was only a few weeks away. No one would find the last Wild Power.

She knew that she couldn't die, though. She stretched and headed to her dresser.

She put on a black suit that looked like a second skin made of leather. Slowly, she put the rest of her items in her duffel bag. Once the Council got to her, she had a feeling the situation wouldn't be pretty.

How do you hide from a world that isn't even supposed to exist? She was betraying the Council which was an immediate reason for death. She couldn't go back to Circle Daybreak. They had failed her. Not to mention all the horrible things she had done since she had left.

Looking around the room, she knew there was nothing left. With no clue where to go, she opened the door.

Blue-grey eyes stared at her angrily from the hallway.