Authors Note: Sorry this part took so long for me to post up…I had some
trouble debating on what should happen…but I got it down…I'm afraid that
this isn't that well written…I know I can do better, but I've had a lousy
day and really need a cup of coffee and a good book. I'm tired!!!!!!!!
Anyway, hope you like this part, it was kinda hard to write, next part will
come soon…and thank you for all the wonderful reviews, please…I'm hoping
for some more!!!!! And once again to Kali, thank you so much for the help,
couldn't have done it without you!
None of this is mine, and if it was, I really don't think I'd be writing fics for my own series. I'd be writing more books… Please, don't sue…
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"Find another daughter," I whispered to him. I saw his eyes flash from pleasure to anger. His eyes lost there glint, and changed to a glare. My smile grew wider…I knew that I was probably going to die for making Ciaran mad, but hey, I had nothing to live for anymore.
"Final chance," he snarled. "Take it or leave it."
"Well, thanks for the offer, but, uh, no, that's okay, rather not," I told him, slowly trying to put space in between us. His eyes narrowed and he lunged at me. In a second I was pinned to the floor, beneath him. He pulled out something from his pocket, and I gasped in surprise as he flicked open a switchblade inches from my face. He smiled again.
"Come on Morgan, just say you'll join me, or I'll have to kill you. Not that you have any reason to live for-you do realize, that if I tie you up again, and break the spell you put on them," he whispered and jerked his head in Hunters direction, "I could leave you here to be stripped. You see, they can't just not move or talk, they can't see or hear either. So everything would go back to normal, and your loved one would be the one to kill you, isn't that right? Oh, what to do?…" he finally finished. I couldn't tell if he was talking to me or himself, or even both of us. He was just sort of mumbling on.
"I can just picture it, you, knelt here, in the middle of the room, bound like a captive, while the one that you love, takes away the thing you live for…hmmm…that would be quite interesting," he muttered under his breath. He moved the switchblade closer to my face. I tried to wiggle free, and managed to get my right knee in between his legs. I jabbed my knee forward, hitting home. Ciaran gasped in pain and rolled off me, laying in a ball on the floor. I quickly stood up.
I looked down at him, making sure that my legs were out of reach of his hands. I couldn't see the switchblade in his hands any longer. I looked around the floor, and saw it in the corner if the room. I immediately headed towards it, but accidentally made the mistake of stepping over Ciaran while getting there. His arm snapped out and grabbed my ankle, I went down.
I tried to kick him off me, but it just wasn't possible. He was by far stronger than me. I flung my fists at him, trying to force him off me, or at least loosen his grip on my ankle. I smiled as my fist bashed into his skull. The sound of it made could make anybody cringe in pain, just by hearing it. But for me, it was a sound of pure joy. I laughed in spite of myself, but stopped abruptly as something swiftly slid into my stomach.
My world exploded in pain, and red spots appeared, blocking my vision. I heard a loud shrill scream, and it took my a moment to realize that the noise belonged to me. I lay on the ground, unmoving, frozen, like Hunter and the rest of my ex-coven. I lay there, looking up at the ceiling, feeling the earth spinning beneath me. Ciaran leaned over me, his face close to mine…
"One more chance, Morgan," he whispered once more. I looked deeply into his eyes, trying to focus on them. I saw no mercy or pain there. I saw no love. I tried to speak, tried to make even a sound, but the pain was so unbearable that I couldn't focus at breathing and thinking at once. I slowly rocked my head from side to side, indicating my answer. He frowned, then to my surprise, leaned down and kissed me gently on the forehead.
"We would have made a great team-goodbye Morgan," he said as he gently stood himself up and moved out of the room. I felt my eyes stinging with tears. Ciaran had left, Hunter and the rest of my coven hated me…did it really matter what happened anymore? I asked myself. Yes, a voice echoed in my head. I was not just going to throw my life away. I was going to leave this town, maybe even this state, and start a new life.
I took two deep breaths, ignoring the pain that sizzled in my veins. I gently put my hands on the switchblade that was sticking out of my stomach. I slowly breathed in, wrapping my hands around the blade. I squeezed my eyes shut and gritted my teeth, but still managed a loud scream as I slid the knife from my body. My hands collapsed to my sides, covered in blood. I shook my hand lightly, shaking the knife from my hold. I laid in the middle of the bloody floor, taking deep breaths and trying to build up the courage to get up.
Get up, Get up, Get up…the voice echoed in my mind. Gritting my teeth once again, I rolled over and sat up. I looked around, and saw Hunter standing in front of me, still motionless. I let my gaze travel behind him, and saw everyone else. I felt the wall behind me, and leaned against it for support. Slowly moving up it, I made it to my feet. Keeping my left hand on my stab wound, I took a couple slow steps, until I was in front of Hunter.
"I know that you can't hear me, and I know, that when this spell wears off, you will still think of me as guilty, but I just want you to know, just in case you can hear me, that I'll always love you. I'm leaving, and I know that I'll never see you again, and I really wish that you could remember me in a good way, not how you see me now." My voice broke and I felt a salty ball forming in my throat. Tears were slowly streaming down my face, and I didn't have enough strength to wipe them away.
"You are the only one for me, my muirn beatha dans, my soulmate, and I'll remember you, forever. I hope that you can get on with your life, just as I'll try to get on with mine. I love you," I whispered once more, feeling hopeless and forgotten. I leaned up close to him, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, the pulled away. I stepped around him, taking each step slowly. I stopped when I was in front of Bree and Robbie.
"You guys have been my friends forever, and I'm so sorry it had to end this way. I know how much you guys feared me, and I know that you guys were just waiting for me to turn evil, but in truth, I never asked for these stupid powers. I would never have hurt you guys, ever. I love you both, and I wish that I would be able to see you again, grow old together, die together. But, it seems as if I'm supposed to leave, I'll always remember all of you, have a good life," I whispered once more, trying to hurry up…I didn't know how long it might take for them to wake up, and I sure as hell didn't want to be here when they did.
"I don't blame any of you for doing this to me, I know that it wasn't your fault, and I just wish…I just wish that it didn't have to be this way. I love you all, and you'll always be my family, my true family," I mumbled under my breath, knowing it was useless. I staggered out of the room, my body aching from the stab wound. I new I would have to get to a hospital quickly, but I took my time walking down the sidewalk. My mind was somewhere else, and my body had gone numb, covering up the painful throbbing. I ambled down the sidewalk, my thumb in the air, hoping that someone could take me away from here. I never wanted to see this place again, never wanted to think about it. But deep down inside, I knew that this pain would always be here. I gash in my heart that would be forever unable to mend.
-Fatalinie Blanchet
So, I finally got this part posted…please review…I want a lot of them…I would say that I won't post the next part until I get a least 30 reviews…but I'm not that cruel, and I hate it when people do that…so, I'll get the next part posted whenever I get it written………Review!!!!!!!! Thanks!!!!!
None of this is mine, and if it was, I really don't think I'd be writing fics for my own series. I'd be writing more books… Please, don't sue…
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"Find another daughter," I whispered to him. I saw his eyes flash from pleasure to anger. His eyes lost there glint, and changed to a glare. My smile grew wider…I knew that I was probably going to die for making Ciaran mad, but hey, I had nothing to live for anymore.
"Final chance," he snarled. "Take it or leave it."
"Well, thanks for the offer, but, uh, no, that's okay, rather not," I told him, slowly trying to put space in between us. His eyes narrowed and he lunged at me. In a second I was pinned to the floor, beneath him. He pulled out something from his pocket, and I gasped in surprise as he flicked open a switchblade inches from my face. He smiled again.
"Come on Morgan, just say you'll join me, or I'll have to kill you. Not that you have any reason to live for-you do realize, that if I tie you up again, and break the spell you put on them," he whispered and jerked his head in Hunters direction, "I could leave you here to be stripped. You see, they can't just not move or talk, they can't see or hear either. So everything would go back to normal, and your loved one would be the one to kill you, isn't that right? Oh, what to do?…" he finally finished. I couldn't tell if he was talking to me or himself, or even both of us. He was just sort of mumbling on.
"I can just picture it, you, knelt here, in the middle of the room, bound like a captive, while the one that you love, takes away the thing you live for…hmmm…that would be quite interesting," he muttered under his breath. He moved the switchblade closer to my face. I tried to wiggle free, and managed to get my right knee in between his legs. I jabbed my knee forward, hitting home. Ciaran gasped in pain and rolled off me, laying in a ball on the floor. I quickly stood up.
I looked down at him, making sure that my legs were out of reach of his hands. I couldn't see the switchblade in his hands any longer. I looked around the floor, and saw it in the corner if the room. I immediately headed towards it, but accidentally made the mistake of stepping over Ciaran while getting there. His arm snapped out and grabbed my ankle, I went down.
I tried to kick him off me, but it just wasn't possible. He was by far stronger than me. I flung my fists at him, trying to force him off me, or at least loosen his grip on my ankle. I smiled as my fist bashed into his skull. The sound of it made could make anybody cringe in pain, just by hearing it. But for me, it was a sound of pure joy. I laughed in spite of myself, but stopped abruptly as something swiftly slid into my stomach.
My world exploded in pain, and red spots appeared, blocking my vision. I heard a loud shrill scream, and it took my a moment to realize that the noise belonged to me. I lay on the ground, unmoving, frozen, like Hunter and the rest of my ex-coven. I lay there, looking up at the ceiling, feeling the earth spinning beneath me. Ciaran leaned over me, his face close to mine…
"One more chance, Morgan," he whispered once more. I looked deeply into his eyes, trying to focus on them. I saw no mercy or pain there. I saw no love. I tried to speak, tried to make even a sound, but the pain was so unbearable that I couldn't focus at breathing and thinking at once. I slowly rocked my head from side to side, indicating my answer. He frowned, then to my surprise, leaned down and kissed me gently on the forehead.
"We would have made a great team-goodbye Morgan," he said as he gently stood himself up and moved out of the room. I felt my eyes stinging with tears. Ciaran had left, Hunter and the rest of my coven hated me…did it really matter what happened anymore? I asked myself. Yes, a voice echoed in my head. I was not just going to throw my life away. I was going to leave this town, maybe even this state, and start a new life.
I took two deep breaths, ignoring the pain that sizzled in my veins. I gently put my hands on the switchblade that was sticking out of my stomach. I slowly breathed in, wrapping my hands around the blade. I squeezed my eyes shut and gritted my teeth, but still managed a loud scream as I slid the knife from my body. My hands collapsed to my sides, covered in blood. I shook my hand lightly, shaking the knife from my hold. I laid in the middle of the bloody floor, taking deep breaths and trying to build up the courage to get up.
Get up, Get up, Get up…the voice echoed in my mind. Gritting my teeth once again, I rolled over and sat up. I looked around, and saw Hunter standing in front of me, still motionless. I let my gaze travel behind him, and saw everyone else. I felt the wall behind me, and leaned against it for support. Slowly moving up it, I made it to my feet. Keeping my left hand on my stab wound, I took a couple slow steps, until I was in front of Hunter.
"I know that you can't hear me, and I know, that when this spell wears off, you will still think of me as guilty, but I just want you to know, just in case you can hear me, that I'll always love you. I'm leaving, and I know that I'll never see you again, and I really wish that you could remember me in a good way, not how you see me now." My voice broke and I felt a salty ball forming in my throat. Tears were slowly streaming down my face, and I didn't have enough strength to wipe them away.
"You are the only one for me, my muirn beatha dans, my soulmate, and I'll remember you, forever. I hope that you can get on with your life, just as I'll try to get on with mine. I love you," I whispered once more, feeling hopeless and forgotten. I leaned up close to him, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, the pulled away. I stepped around him, taking each step slowly. I stopped when I was in front of Bree and Robbie.
"You guys have been my friends forever, and I'm so sorry it had to end this way. I know how much you guys feared me, and I know that you guys were just waiting for me to turn evil, but in truth, I never asked for these stupid powers. I would never have hurt you guys, ever. I love you both, and I wish that I would be able to see you again, grow old together, die together. But, it seems as if I'm supposed to leave, I'll always remember all of you, have a good life," I whispered once more, trying to hurry up…I didn't know how long it might take for them to wake up, and I sure as hell didn't want to be here when they did.
"I don't blame any of you for doing this to me, I know that it wasn't your fault, and I just wish…I just wish that it didn't have to be this way. I love you all, and you'll always be my family, my true family," I mumbled under my breath, knowing it was useless. I staggered out of the room, my body aching from the stab wound. I new I would have to get to a hospital quickly, but I took my time walking down the sidewalk. My mind was somewhere else, and my body had gone numb, covering up the painful throbbing. I ambled down the sidewalk, my thumb in the air, hoping that someone could take me away from here. I never wanted to see this place again, never wanted to think about it. But deep down inside, I knew that this pain would always be here. I gash in my heart that would be forever unable to mend.
-Fatalinie Blanchet
So, I finally got this part posted…please review…I want a lot of them…I would say that I won't post the next part until I get a least 30 reviews…but I'm not that cruel, and I hate it when people do that…so, I'll get the next part posted whenever I get it written………Review!!!!!!!! Thanks!!!!!