Sorry it's been so long since my last update. I'm an ass. My mom is pregnant. How's that for a headache?

Chapter 8

Sanctuary

Harthos and I made the journey quite quickly considering the state I was in. We stepped up to the Sanctuary of the Clans and as I was about to open the door, Harthos grabbed my wrist.

"Come here." Harthos pulled me toward him and tightened the bandaging around the wound which was across my stomach.

"Thank you," I replied softly, avoiding his toxic gaze. "You don't have to come in with me, you know that, right?"

"You can hardly stand. I'm coming with you." He could tell I wasn't convinced. Harthos took my chin in his claws and made me look at him. "I want to."

I nodded and pushed the doors open, leaning heavily on Harthos, more than I needed to, just in case this wasn't the friendly meeting I wasn't expecting. Stepping forward, I looked at Kain's throne. He had the Reaver gripped in one claw and was staring at the legedary blade inently, as if searching for some taint I had left on it. I cleared my throat rather loudly and his head snapped up, eyes annoyed that his staring contest had been interrupted. His eyes bored into mine for a moment until he finally spoke.

"Interesting wounds. Where did you come by them?"

"I have no idea. I wasn't touched. I was hoping you could explain them." I told him, refusing to back down. He threw the Reaver at my feet.

"It inflicted the wound you caused upon your own flesh. It's the only possible expaination. Now, I'm going to ask this once. Who are you?"

I was scared. For the first time in my life, I was honestly and truely afraid. My body began to rebel. My entire form began quivering and Harthos was now the only thing holding me up. Harthos looked at me in concern. Bless him, he thought it was from blood loss.

"I am Nya. I have no clan." I decided that he could probably tell if I was lying, so I left out gaping bits of information. Kain sighed and spoke.

"Leave. You obviously aren't the one the prophecy spoke of." My ears perked up.

"Prophecy?" Harthos had beaten me to the punch. Kain looked at him.

"Yes. Long ago I was told of a young, female vampire who was the product of two vampires. One of whom was to be a traitor to me....."

I swallowed hard and bowed to Kain, trying my hardest to get out of there before Kain called my bluff. I turned and Harthos and I walked out of the gargantuan cathedral unscathed.

When we got back to the keep, Harthos took me straight to our room and rebandaged me. Looking at me sternly, he pointed a finger in my face and laughed as I tried to bite it off.

"Sleep. That's an order." He shook the finger and I attempted to detatch it again. I smiled up at him, thouroughly amused.

"Are you going to make me?" I teased.

"If I must." He leaned over and planted a timid kiss on my lips and promptly fled the room.

I sighed softly, smiling to myself. At least something had gone right today.....

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