I write now with bruised hands. I am trying to be as careful as possible
so I do not get blood upon theses pages. It is hard. So much blood has
already been spilt on this night. My tears leave sparkling trails along my
bloodstained cheeks. They beat me. All the while, taunting that I couldn't
save her. They were right. I could not save my beloved Riven. There
laughter stings the air like a pack of hungry hyenas. The rain still falls
and lighting forks across the sky illuminating the limp figure of my
Slayer. I hold my breath as she shifts and rolls on her hands and knees.
Her face is twisted and distorted. Her eyes are wild gold in colour. Not
the usual yellow that shows in most vampires, but a brilliant glittering
gold. She runs her tongue over her newly created fangs. Her beautiful lips
still that luscious deep red colour. She has become a creature of darkness,
a child of the night. My sweet Riven is a Vampire. She pulls herself to her
feet and stretches her stiff muscles. Her eyes fall on me and the marks
from the beating I took. Is that anger I see flicker behind her eyes?
Rascon approaches her, hands outstretched like he is greeting family.
"Welcome!" He greets her slyly "My Sister of the Night. Come let's feed on
this mortal"
I shiver, with fear or the chill I am not sure. Rascon approaches me with
cold hunger in his eyes. Then he stops. Riven stands behind him, her hand
on the back of his neck. With a twist of her wrist his neck snaps.
"How 'bout not" She snarls. He explodes into a shower of dust over her
hands. With a swirl of speed, her foot connects with another vampires jaw.
I soon realize that her Slayer strength and powers still remain but vampire
powers have been added as well. She is stronger then any Slayer ever
created. Her hand closes around one vampire's throat and she tossed him
into a pile of boxes. He landed on a sharp edge from a broken box and
disappeared in a whirl of dust. The rest of the vampires fled, taking their
tattered shreds of dignity with them. Riven turned to me and her face
shifted back to her natural, beautiful features. She crouched by me,
strength and power in her every move. She grasped the chains in her hands
and pulled. They blew apart with a hollow metal ring. She grabs my elbow
and pulls me to my feet. I still stood several inches above her as I
brushed her cheek with my hand.
"Who are you?" I whisper gently
"I am Riven" She replied "Are you alright?"
"Yes" I reply meekly. She is still the Slayer. I love no matter how much
she was changed.
"A soul?" I question "Do you have a soul?"
She pauses for a moment. Her mouth open slightly in thought. Such beautiful
lips she has. How beautiful she is.
"I think I do" She mutters thoughtfully "If a vampire with a soul can love
someone so much they thought there heart would break, then yes, I have a
soul"
I hesitate, not sure of what she meant. I cup her chin and lift her face to mine. "Love?" I croak out. I need no reply. I touch my lips to her and relish in the feeling. She throws her arms around my neck and deepens the kiss. All the passion and lust I have felt for months I put into that kiss. I pull away, needing to breath. She doesn't and she would kiss me for entity if the small detail of breathing didn't get in the way. I brush my hand along her cheek while staring into her capturing eyes. The cold feel of her skin brings me back to reality. "The council!" I exclaim "They will come for you, they will kill you" "They can try" she snarls angrily. I run my hand along your cheek again. The moment I have her she is pulled away from my grasp. The council will kill her. Never before has a Slayer become a vampire. Those fools will kill her and I.I have no idea what they will do to me. Probably, end my life as well. It was as if my fears had become reality. As if on cue the Council assembled in front of my eyes. "GO!" I shout "Riven, run!" I couldn't bear the thought of losing her, my sweet Riven. She clings to me not wanting to let go. Her stubbornness would be her undoing. "Riven, go and take this" I command her shoving the diary into her hands. She accepts it and turns to run. I felt a stinging pain in my chest and realized I had been hit in the chest with an arrow. Run I pleaded with my eyes Run Riven and never look back. Then I felt nothing at all.
I hesitate, not sure of what she meant. I cup her chin and lift her face to mine. "Love?" I croak out. I need no reply. I touch my lips to her and relish in the feeling. She throws her arms around my neck and deepens the kiss. All the passion and lust I have felt for months I put into that kiss. I pull away, needing to breath. She doesn't and she would kiss me for entity if the small detail of breathing didn't get in the way. I brush my hand along her cheek while staring into her capturing eyes. The cold feel of her skin brings me back to reality. "The council!" I exclaim "They will come for you, they will kill you" "They can try" she snarls angrily. I run my hand along your cheek again. The moment I have her she is pulled away from my grasp. The council will kill her. Never before has a Slayer become a vampire. Those fools will kill her and I.I have no idea what they will do to me. Probably, end my life as well. It was as if my fears had become reality. As if on cue the Council assembled in front of my eyes. "GO!" I shout "Riven, run!" I couldn't bear the thought of losing her, my sweet Riven. She clings to me not wanting to let go. Her stubbornness would be her undoing. "Riven, go and take this" I command her shoving the diary into her hands. She accepts it and turns to run. I felt a stinging pain in my chest and realized I had been hit in the chest with an arrow. Run I pleaded with my eyes Run Riven and never look back. Then I felt nothing at all.
