Alright, this is Eric's POV. Thank you to all who reviewed! I never
expected to get so many reviews, it's really flattering. Well, for those
who are reading this, I own Lucia, Blaze, Nada/Avalon, Flare, Blaze, and
all the other ones who you have not seen in Amelia's books. And as for
those who recognize names, those are not mine. Despite the fact that I am
in love with Jager STILL, I do not own him. *sigh* Enjoy!
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Poking my food with my fork, I sit in the dining room with a bored look upon my face. I haven't seen Avalon in a few days. It feels like eternity to me. I have no idea why she makes me feel this way, even after all of this time. But each visit we get closer and closer together. Although she is 16 and I am a year or so older, I feel as if we were meant for each other. Love at first sight was not what happened to me. Love itself overcame my soul.
I am not used to the feeling I get when I see her, and I have to fight back tears when she is in my arms. I thank anything I can for bringing her to me, even Adrian. Just the feel of her skin against mine, the scent of her hair, her . . .
"Eric?" I do not look up from my breakfast and stare at it as if I was trying to make it melt. My stomach growls pleadingly for something to eat, but I do not pick up my fork further than to stab the pitiful egg.
"Eric?" Lucia's voice was closer now and I could tell she was sitting next to me, and if not right next to me, rather close. Her voice tried to hide the worry and concern I knew she felt, but she never really was a good liar. "I have to tell you something." Now her tone had changed to guilt. Lucia was rarely guilty of anything, except for pranks on vampires occasionally. Don't ask.
"What did you do Lucia?" I look over her and am not upset at what I see. She has grown taller and more gorgeous over the past year, and she spends more time in her tiger form than ever. I suppose it's to hang out with Shayla and Jaguar in the garden. I watch occasionally, but not as much as I had in past times.
"It's about Avalon. About a year ago when Jessica and Jager were here for the agreement, Jessica and I formed a plan to make sure Jager didn't get too attached to her." I set the fork down, this made me lose my appetite. And my heart started to beat faster.
"Yeah, it obviously didn't work," I snapped at her, slowly standing from my chair. She looked even more guilty and I pushed my plate away. "What else do you have to say?" She reluctantly looked up at me.
"Well, we tried to get Jager to hate her, despise her and leave with Jessica and Aubrey when Aubrey came. I never found out why he came, but the day he entered this place the basement thing was sent underway and Nada was locked up in a room."
"What are you getting at?" I asked, impatient. I didn't like how this was going. Her eyes finally broke away from mine and looked at my food. I knew that expression. I had done the exact one not a few minutes ago.
"Well, our big plan backfired. Jessica and I had tried to get Jager away but he found one of the few flaws in the agreement by then, and used it against us." She looked up at me, tears in her eyes. "It's my fault Nada is dead and Avalon is suffering like an abused puppy in the basement." I froze, I had assumed what she had been getting at in the beginning, but her actually admitting it made me freeze.
"An abused puppy?" Both of our attentions turn to Turquoise, her kit still in hand. And there was blood on her hands. Her eyes seemed a bit squinted, although there wasnt much light up here. I knew where she had been.
"What happened Turquoise?" I asked nervously as she set down her kit and stared at me with an unreadable face. I never liked how she did that. It made me feel like I was a piece of property. And let me tell you, it is not a good feeling.
"Flare hit her." That didn't surprise me much, that bastard had a short temper. Worse than Adrian. "And Adrian stood up for her after Flare called blood."
"There is no point calling blood here," I snarled as I glared around the room in attempt to find something to make my anger cool down. I didn't find anything.
"There was a kid down there too." Turquoise added a few moments later. That won my attention. Small children always did. Call it a weakness. I wonder if she is talking about Blaze, or if there really was a new kid down there.
"His name is Blaze," Lucia informed both of us, which brought our attention to her. She had been rather quiet the past few moments. "Jager plans to kill him infront of Avalon within the next month or so." She sighed, and I heard her try to fight back tears. I had remembered Blaze had so much life for a Midnight human. I wouldn't let him get killed. Even if it costed me my life.
I glanced at the two young women before walking past both of them and moving on into my room.
Blaze was going to be killed. I couldn't let that happen. My mind raced as I paced in my room, feeling like a caged tiger. And then there was Avalon. How was she going to take Blaze's death? Not very well, no doubt. Just what Jager would probably want.
I know of Jager's plan. Almost everyone does. Jeshickah for god's sake knows about it. The only one that does now of Jager's plan is Avalon.
Jaguar had told me news earlier this morning which made me stalk out of his room. It would explain why I was so pissed off earlier. Jager told Jaguar that he had planned to give Avalon 4 years here, but he wants to take her out after her 17th birthday. That gave her a bit more than a year here. But considering what was going to happen within the next month, I doubt that Avalon will be mentally human in a year.
Almost in tears of frustration, I lay back in my bed and scream out. I had wanted it to come out as a scream of anger, but it came out as one in pain. As soon as the air left my lungs, I had wanted to stop. Instead, I drew another breath and let my pain, and my anger sear my throat. The first one had just been surprising, but the second was blood curdling. The next one came out more of a loud sob, and the fourth threw me into turmoil.
Never in my life had I felt so much pain. And never in Jaguar's, Turquoise's, or Lucia's lives have they heard such pain come from one so young. All of them now stood in my doorway, watching me cry my heart out.
If I felt this just pain at the knowledge that my Avalon was leaving, I didn't even want to know how much pain I would feel when she actually left.
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Poking my food with my fork, I sit in the dining room with a bored look upon my face. I haven't seen Avalon in a few days. It feels like eternity to me. I have no idea why she makes me feel this way, even after all of this time. But each visit we get closer and closer together. Although she is 16 and I am a year or so older, I feel as if we were meant for each other. Love at first sight was not what happened to me. Love itself overcame my soul.
I am not used to the feeling I get when I see her, and I have to fight back tears when she is in my arms. I thank anything I can for bringing her to me, even Adrian. Just the feel of her skin against mine, the scent of her hair, her . . .
"Eric?" I do not look up from my breakfast and stare at it as if I was trying to make it melt. My stomach growls pleadingly for something to eat, but I do not pick up my fork further than to stab the pitiful egg.
"Eric?" Lucia's voice was closer now and I could tell she was sitting next to me, and if not right next to me, rather close. Her voice tried to hide the worry and concern I knew she felt, but she never really was a good liar. "I have to tell you something." Now her tone had changed to guilt. Lucia was rarely guilty of anything, except for pranks on vampires occasionally. Don't ask.
"What did you do Lucia?" I look over her and am not upset at what I see. She has grown taller and more gorgeous over the past year, and she spends more time in her tiger form than ever. I suppose it's to hang out with Shayla and Jaguar in the garden. I watch occasionally, but not as much as I had in past times.
"It's about Avalon. About a year ago when Jessica and Jager were here for the agreement, Jessica and I formed a plan to make sure Jager didn't get too attached to her." I set the fork down, this made me lose my appetite. And my heart started to beat faster.
"Yeah, it obviously didn't work," I snapped at her, slowly standing from my chair. She looked even more guilty and I pushed my plate away. "What else do you have to say?" She reluctantly looked up at me.
"Well, we tried to get Jager to hate her, despise her and leave with Jessica and Aubrey when Aubrey came. I never found out why he came, but the day he entered this place the basement thing was sent underway and Nada was locked up in a room."
"What are you getting at?" I asked, impatient. I didn't like how this was going. Her eyes finally broke away from mine and looked at my food. I knew that expression. I had done the exact one not a few minutes ago.
"Well, our big plan backfired. Jessica and I had tried to get Jager away but he found one of the few flaws in the agreement by then, and used it against us." She looked up at me, tears in her eyes. "It's my fault Nada is dead and Avalon is suffering like an abused puppy in the basement." I froze, I had assumed what she had been getting at in the beginning, but her actually admitting it made me freeze.
"An abused puppy?" Both of our attentions turn to Turquoise, her kit still in hand. And there was blood on her hands. Her eyes seemed a bit squinted, although there wasnt much light up here. I knew where she had been.
"What happened Turquoise?" I asked nervously as she set down her kit and stared at me with an unreadable face. I never liked how she did that. It made me feel like I was a piece of property. And let me tell you, it is not a good feeling.
"Flare hit her." That didn't surprise me much, that bastard had a short temper. Worse than Adrian. "And Adrian stood up for her after Flare called blood."
"There is no point calling blood here," I snarled as I glared around the room in attempt to find something to make my anger cool down. I didn't find anything.
"There was a kid down there too." Turquoise added a few moments later. That won my attention. Small children always did. Call it a weakness. I wonder if she is talking about Blaze, or if there really was a new kid down there.
"His name is Blaze," Lucia informed both of us, which brought our attention to her. She had been rather quiet the past few moments. "Jager plans to kill him infront of Avalon within the next month or so." She sighed, and I heard her try to fight back tears. I had remembered Blaze had so much life for a Midnight human. I wouldn't let him get killed. Even if it costed me my life.
I glanced at the two young women before walking past both of them and moving on into my room.
Blaze was going to be killed. I couldn't let that happen. My mind raced as I paced in my room, feeling like a caged tiger. And then there was Avalon. How was she going to take Blaze's death? Not very well, no doubt. Just what Jager would probably want.
I know of Jager's plan. Almost everyone does. Jeshickah for god's sake knows about it. The only one that does now of Jager's plan is Avalon.
Jaguar had told me news earlier this morning which made me stalk out of his room. It would explain why I was so pissed off earlier. Jager told Jaguar that he had planned to give Avalon 4 years here, but he wants to take her out after her 17th birthday. That gave her a bit more than a year here. But considering what was going to happen within the next month, I doubt that Avalon will be mentally human in a year.
Almost in tears of frustration, I lay back in my bed and scream out. I had wanted it to come out as a scream of anger, but it came out as one in pain. As soon as the air left my lungs, I had wanted to stop. Instead, I drew another breath and let my pain, and my anger sear my throat. The first one had just been surprising, but the second was blood curdling. The next one came out more of a loud sob, and the fourth threw me into turmoil.
Never in my life had I felt so much pain. And never in Jaguar's, Turquoise's, or Lucia's lives have they heard such pain come from one so young. All of them now stood in my doorway, watching me cry my heart out.
If I felt this just pain at the knowledge that my Avalon was leaving, I didn't even want to know how much pain I would feel when she actually left.