Sweettooth: I haven't forgotten my reviewers. Whatever gave you that idea? It doesn't have anything to do with that boyfriend that I don't have any more? He dumped me on Mother's Day, the bastard. Anyways, you think my story's great? WHOOHOO!! Thanks for the review by the way. ;)

SunStar6: Yeah it does get a bit confusing with the characters, but hopefully it'll not be so confusing. Thanks for saying my fic rocks, good to hear. And thanks for the review as well. ;)

Jezel Blackwind: Don't worry about the OMGs, I don't mind. It's a bad habit of mine as well. Oren's in here a bit as well, but in the next chapter I'm gonna try and put all of the characters in it. Thanks for the review. ;)

Jez101: Yeah, I'm so lucky that my bastard of a boyfriend dumped me. I swear, I'm turning lesbian! My knees fine now, but my elbow still hurts. DAMMIT!! Anyways thanks for the review Hun and hope to have another one from you soon. ;)

Thea101: My ever-faithful reviewer. Yeah, Stu is tall…and obnoxious and a liar and-and a lot else! Grrrrrrrrrrrrr! I hate men right now, they are a bunch of Mofos, in case you don't know what that means, it means Mother F***ers! Excuse my language. Take your time and update when you can, I can't concentrate on reading anyways, but when you do update again, I'll read and leave a review. Thank you for your reviews. ;)

Castra: Well, so far Donar has no idea of what Nuria has done, but he'll find out, and then you can see what he does. Donar is like all men! See above if you wanna know what I mean. Thank you for you review. ;)

If I seem a bit testy on it, I'm sorry. I'm just not in too good of a mood. Plus I can't upload my revamped story, and it's just p***ing me off right now, like a lot of things. Anyways, I've updated the story, just like I promised I would. Of course it might take me a while to update again, I'm just not in the mood for doing anything right now, except stay under the covers in my bed. Here's the next chapter. Hope you like it?

Part 6: Truth.

After a few days in the hospital wing, Nuria is allowed to go back to school. As usual, Nariko drives her to school and then takes Nuria to her first class, which happens to be History, and who should be sitting right next to Nuria's seat? You guessed it, Donar Redfern himself. Nuria walks with her head up high and sits down in her seat. Her fingers play with the collar of her red turtleneck sweater.

She still has the bruise on her neck where the rope tightened when she tried to hang herself. Donar glances at the sweater with something like distaste, obviously he likes something a little more revealing in his women. But when he glances down at Nuria's tight dark blue jeans, he's expression is one of approval.

All throughout the thirty-five minutes of torture, as Nuria likes to call History; Donar has been giving Nuria hungry looks every now and again. Nuria herself has been trying to avoid his gaze. The bell finally decides at the very moment to ring, and Nuria gathers her things up quickly and is the first to leave the class. She is walking towards her locker, when someone grabs her from behind.

"Why are you avoiding me?" Donar asks in his velvety voice.

"I thought that I was a 'stinking half breed'?" Nuria replies bitterly. Donar gives Nuria a look that could kill. If looks could kill, Nuria would be dead. Then, ignoring Nuria's remark, Donar goes on.

"Why are you wearing that stupid turtleneck?" He grumbles, reaching out to grasp hold of the high collar. Nuria steps back so that he avoids the sweater.

"I feel like it. That's why." Nuria replies, nastily. Donar, not used to people talking to him in that tone, decides to let something slip.

"How dare you talk to me in that tone?" he rages. "I am the Head of the Night World Council, and you just can't speak to me like that!"

"You're what?" Nuria screams, the people around their lockers hear Nuria's scream, but not what Donar has just said.

"I said, that I'm the Head of the Night World Council, you incompetent fool!" Donar nearly screams, but the hallway has become deserted after Nuria's outburst.

"I heard you the first time around." Nuria yells, tears filling her eyes. She turns around and runs out of the school building. Since the Ferrari belongs to Nuria, Nariko gave Nuria the keys to the car.

Nuria runs to her car, unlocks it, climbs into the driver's side, puts the key into the ignition and is about to drive off, when a shouting voice tells her not to.

"Nuria!" the voice screams, coming closer. "Nuria! Wait up. Please?"

Nuria turns her head in the direction of the voice, and sees a brown haired figure run towards her. At first she doesn't know who it is though her tears, but as the figure opens the passenger door, and climbs in, she knows who it is.

"What's wrong kid?" Oren asks, putting his arm around Nuria's shoulders, pulling her into his arms.

"Donar!" Nuria whines, burying her face into Oren's shoulder.

"What about him?" he asks, stroking her hair.

"He's the Head of the Night World Council!" she sobs.

"What?" Oren asks in disbelief. At this, Nuria tells Oren what happened.

"Come on, I'll drive you home." Oren says at last, pulling Nuria to sit on his knee, and then moving into the driver's seat. He starts the car up and pulls it out of the parking lot. He drives all the way to the mansion, and then pulls into the driveway. Nuria races into the mansion, leaving Oren to turn the engine off, and lock up the car.

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"Daddy? Have you seen Thierry?" Nuria asks her father, when she walks into the living room.

"He's in the main library honey." Miles says, looking up from reading his newspaper. Nuria and Oren run up the grand staircase and rush into the main library, to find Thierry sitting in an overstuffed lilac armchair reading a book with a tongue twister of a title.

"Thierry? Did you know that Donar Redfern is the Head of the Night World Council?" Nuria gets out in a rush. Thierry looks up from his book in mild surprise, and stares at Nuria open mouthed, and wide eyed.

"What?" he asks, looking at her and Oren.

"Did you know that Donar Redfern is the Head if the Night World Council?" Nuria repeats this time slower.

Thierry puts his book down and sighs, putting his fingers on the bridge of his nose. He closes his eyes, and leans back in his chair.

"Yes, I did." He replies finally. He opens his eyes, and looks at Nuria with pensive dark eyes. Nuria's hopes sink.

"Why didn't you tell me?" she asks, with a desperate plea.

"I don't know." Thierry replies. "Maybe because I thought that you wouldn't believe me."

Nuria sinks into the couch behind her, and Oren stands awkwardly beside her. Nuria plays with a strand of black hair, while looking about the room, she sighs after a minute or two. The only sound in an almost quiet library. Thierry breaks the silence.

"How did you find out what Donar was Nuria?" he looks at the younger mixed breed square in the eye, until Nuria is forced to speak.

"He told me." She replies quietly, looking down at the foxglove ring on her right middle finger. When Thierry doesn't answer, Nuria proceeds to tell the Elder exactly what happened earlier in school.

"You know, you have to quit running out of school like that." Thierry replies after Nuria has told her story.

"I know Uncle Thierry. It won't happen again." She promises.

"If something like that happens again in school, walk out of the class, but not the school itself." The blond ancient vampire continues.

"Okay Uncle Thierry." Nuria repeats. "What am I going to do? I mean, my one and only is going to try and destroy the world!" Nuria takes a deep breath, and then releases it.

"Nuria? Please calm down?" Thierry suggests.

"Calm down? Calm down! I am calm!" She snaps, breathing erratically.

"We'll just have to wait and see about Donar, that's all we can do." Thierry says calmly. Nuria just groans, and flops her head back against the back of the couch.

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Meanwhile in Donar's apartment.

What the hell am I thinking? I'm in love with a mixed breed! Not only is she part witch, vampire and shapeshifter, but she's also part vermin! Donar paces back and forth in his living room. His hands are behind his back, and he is slowly but surely wearing a hole into the wooden flooring.

Stupid, stupid Soulmate Principal! Why do we even have soulmates? Hunter Redfern was right; the Redferns are cursed with this…abomination! Why me? What did I do to deserve this? What am I going to do?

Suddenly a light bulb switches itself on over Donar's head. Of course! I can get rid of the Soulmate curse by killing Nuria. It's not as if she means anything to me. I don't believe in love. Not any more, not since… Quickly Donar cuts that thought off.

No, I won't think of her. It's been too long, and I don't want to bring up old memories. It was over five hundred years ago; I don't want to open old wounds that have just begun to close.

Donar storms into his bedroom and flops down on the bed. He closes his eyes, but when he drifts to sleep, his mind pulls him back five hundred years ago, to Tuscany in Italy. There something awful happened…

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"Donar? Donar!" a female voice yells. Donar Redfern looks back over his shoulder and looks at the owner of the voice. His heart swells with love at the very sight of her. Her name is Elizabeth Antonio, she is eighteen and full of life. She has long honey coloured hair that sits on her waist in natural waves, she has the brightest blue eyes, and the sweetest singing voice, and Donar is in love with her.

"Come Elizabeth. Let us hurry, the storm is coming in fast." Donar reaches out, grabs Elizabeth's hand and pulls her along the dusty path, towards an abandoned hut. The storm is the least of Donar's worries. What worries him the most is the mob of Night People coming after them. Donar's best friend Talon Blackthorn betrayed him to the Council.

Talon had seen Donar and Elizabeth together, beside the fountain outside Elizabeth's house. At first Talon thought Donar had hypnotised Elizabeth, put her in a trance. Until he heard Elizabeth tell Donar that she was truly, madly and deeply in love with Donar, and then he heard Donar's reply. Donar had confessed his undying love to vermin! It was against Night World laws to fall in love with a human! Then Talon heard Donar tell Elizabeth that he was a vampire. The ultimate betrayal of all; revealing yourself as a Night Person willingly. Donar must be punished, must pay with his life, and Elizabeth as well. Talon went straight to Oak Redfern, the most powerful vampire in the world, next to Red Fern and Maya. After that, Donar and Elizabeth escaped.

Finally Donar and Elizabeth run into the abandoned hut. Elizabeth panting for breath, while Donar boards up the door. Elizabeth sits down in a chair and watches him hammering in nails with superhuman speed.

"Are we going to be alright?" Elizabeth asks quietly.

"We are going to be fine." Donar replies doubtfully.

Fifteen minutes later the door comes crashing in, and twenty or thirty Night People rush into the too small a hut, and drag both Elizabeth and Donar outside. There is a lot of commotion and everything happens to fast for Donar to stop it. He sees his father, Oak Redfern raise a knife and stabs Elizabeth repeatedly through the heart. Donar hears her scream, and then sees her die. His father lets go of Elizabeth's limp form. Donar hangs helplessly in the arms of several Lamia vampires, he looks up to see his father coming towards him, stake in hand. But instead, his father lets him live. Donar doesn't know why, maybe it's to live with the pain and hurt of Elizabeth's death. Or maybe it's because Donar has hardened his heart, encased his heart in ice. Never to feel again.

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Donar sits bolt upright in bed, panting. He is covered in cold sweat, and is shaking. He can still hear Elizabeth's blood curdling scream echoing in his mind.

I swore to myself that I would never fall in love again. And I keep my promises. Donar looks at the clock beside his bed, it reads eleven fifty-eight at night. He gets up off his bed and gets dressed. He grabs a stake and his keys on the way out.

"Look out Nuria, here I come." Donar grins evilly into the night. He climbs into his red Corvette and speeds off into the direction of Lord Thierry's mansion. Tonight, it ends!

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A/N: Ooh, what is that Donar one up to? Will he kill his one true love? Or will love conquer all? Tune in next time for another chapter of "The Next Generation of Daybreak."