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A/N: Happy Thanksgiving!! (Or thereabouts...stupid bugs!!) I know that it seems like quite an odd time to update a story, but this is the first time in a long time that I have been able to update. My Thanksgiving weekend is going to be packed because of all the stuff on my "To Do" list that had been getting ignored because of school. Hopefully everyone forgives me for the long absence… Either way, if my writing is a little "stiff" at the beginning of the chapter, it's because the section of my brain with this story has a little dust on it, and I need to clean it off. So, bear with me.
Fozzy fans: The new Fozzy CD, All That Remains is FOR SURE going to be released on January 18th, 2005. (American release date.) Check out the new, re-vamped Fozzy website: fozzyrock. (Add the www and the .com, and you've got the address.)
Now, I'll shut up and let you read the next part of Heaven's a Lie.
The only sound in the enormous hall was the ever constant jingling of the guards' keys and my chains as they walked me down to the main audience chamber. Throughout the whole trip down the hall, the two guards were discussing something that had happened to them last night, and completely ignoring me, save the fact that they both had a death-like grip on each of my arms.
I glanced out one of the windows as I was dragged past it, and saw that it was still nighttime outside.
"Of course it's still nighttime outside, you idiot, how else would these clowns be able to drag me through his palace?" I thought to myself. Finally, we were upon the huge, metal doors that separated myself from the man who had ruined my life.
The two guards shoved the doors open and I was looked upon by just about every vampire in the known world at that time. They hissed like cats and some even had to clench their fists to keep from scratching me and drawing blood. I was led down the center aisle to the edge of the altar where Jaeger's chair was located. He watched me with mild interest from his high perch. The guards attached the chains that were locked to my wrists to a special section in the stone, obviously designed for this sort of thing.
"Leave us." Jaeger said, and the guards bowed and walked back through the door. The crowd of hissing vampires ceased behind me.
"So, Khalon," Jaeger started. "How've you been?" he asked, smirking. I kept my face emotionless. When he realized that I wasn't going to respond, he continued. "Khalon, you have tried ceaselessly tried to escape from my command. You've tried running, you've tried smuggling, and you've even tried death. But, still, you stand before me."
"Just cut to the punishment, Jaeger. You and I both know that this isn't the first, nor the last time that this has happened." I said. Jaeger pressed his lips together in a thin line and stared at me.
"How long has it been since you've seen your daughter, Khalon?" Jaeger asked. My eyes raised to meet his at the mention of my daughter. "One year? A year and a half?" he asked. I remained silent and simply kept his gaze. "Well, however long it's been, I have a little bit of a surprise for you." He said, and I heard the huge doors at the end of the aisle open. I closed my eyes as I heard the soft padding of feet as she approached me.
I knew it was Xaria without even turning around.
I kept my eyes closed for the simple fact that I did not want to see what he had done to her. I did not want my memory to be tainted by his version of my little girl. I didn't think that I could bear the thought of coming face to face with the child that I had unknowingly helped to destroy.
"Open your eyes, Khalon." Jaeger said.
"No." I said. "I will not have my memory of my daughter be ruined by what you have done to her." I heard Jaeger stand up and march over to me. He slapped me across the face and then stood behind me, pulling my eyelids open. The woman that stood in front of me looked nothing like my daughter.
She was the spitting image of her mother.
Tears came to my eyes. Jaeger released his hold on me and I felt her put her hand on mine.
"Don't cry, father." She whispered to me. "Warriors don't cry."
"My words are turned against me," I said, opening my eyes again. The resemblance between the two was so shocking that it made my heart ache. She smiled at me before embracing me.
"I am so sorry for getting you into this." I whispered to her.
"So am I." She said. I barely had time to think about the meaning behind her words when a blinding pain hit me from my back. She stepped away from me, and I could feel the length of the blade that was in my back.
"You tried to keep me from my true destiny, father, and now you are paying the price!" she yelled at me. My whole body began to shake and I looked up at her. Her face twitched slightly at the look of betrayal on mine.
"W-Why?" I gasped. "Why…him?"
"Because I love him, father." She said. I squeezed my eyes shut.
"Let this be an example to you all. If you try to escape, you will be punished severely. This blade was dipped in holy water before it was stuck into his back, which is why the convulsions are so bad." Jaeger explained. I fell to my knees. I was using all of my strength to keep from crying out. Xaria came back towards me and lifted my chin to force me to see her face.
"I'm sorry you had to choose this way, father. It would've been so much better if you wouldn't have messed up our plans." She said. She reached behind me and twisted the knife around in a full circle before finally pulling it out. I collapsed fully to the cool stone as I felt the blood draining from me in what seemed like puddles.
"The dose of holy water is enough to kill a normal vampire, Khalon. Let's see what you're made of." Jaeger said to me as the two guards were by me, grabbing my flailing arms, and dragging me away. "Let's see whether your God still believes in you or not." He yelled before the doors slammed behind us and my world turned black.
"Chris…" I heard Amy mutter. Sounds of crying were around me, and I struggled to open my eyes. I was in a bed somewhere. I heard a faint beeping and looked around me to realize that I was in a hospital.
"Chris, answer me…" she whispered. I turned to look at Amy. Her makeup was streaked and her hair was a mess. She must've noticed that I was awake again, since she quickly wiped her hair out of her face. I noticed her hands were covered in blood.
Lots of blood.
My blood.
"D-Did Jay finish the match?" I asked her hoarsely. She nodded and burst into tears again.
"He did great, but you took such a bump…and I was just so scared I couldn't think…" she said, talking in great spouts of words.
"Hey…I'm okay…I'm immortal, remember?" I said.
"I don't care." She said. I smirked.
"If a blade dipped in holy water couldn't kill me, what makes you think that a huge blow to the head would?" I asked. She smiled and shook her head.
"Don't ever scare me like that again." She warned me. I nodded.
"Khalon…" I heard Jaeger's voice echo again. I closed my eyes and tried to will it away.
"Khalon…"
"Chris, are you alright?" Amy asked, immediately concerned. I ignored her and tried to get his voice to shut up.
"Khalon…""Chris, answer me." Amy demanded.
"Khalon…""Chris!" she yelled, shaking me. No…she wasn't shaking me…I was shaking…
"Khalon…" it echoed again.
"Go away." I thought to it. I heard Amy yelling at me in the distance.
"Khalon…""Stop!!!" I screamed. Amy jumped back. My body began to stop shaking and I opened my eyes again. My arm was still twitching as I turned to look at Amy.
"I think that there's something seriously wrong with me." I whispered. Amy was still staring at me with mistrust and some shock, but she nodded nonetheless.
"I want to have a CAT scan done as soon as possible." I said.
"What happened?" she asked me. I simply shook my head at her and rolled over to face the wall across from her.
Life is often difficult.