Author's note: Ah so sorry it's taking me eons to continue this story, who knows what my lovely reviewers have been doing in waiting for my updates? But speaking of my lovely reviewers, where are you guys? I'll sometimes gain a new reviewer but then I'll always lose another, cant we have it where the number of reviews I get for chapter increases when I get a new reviewer instead of stay the same? Oh listen to me complain so, I'm certain you'd all much rather read the latest chapter of "The Fated". Speaking of the fated why couldn't I have thought up a better name eh? Ah well…what can you do?

Disclaimer: I know it's been said before but I don't own law and order SVU or any of its characters, I'm borrowing them for none profit purposes.

Casey walked away in silence, saying something about needing the use of a washroom. Well this wasn't a complete lie; she did have to reapply her makeup. Kee followed her, she felt somewhat uneasy with the creature at her tale, though she couldn't say why. She attempted to make twisting turns in an attempt to get rid of him but he wasn't fooled. She quickened her walk, soon she found herself leaving the crowd of people and heading down a path towards what she thought looked like a beach. Nearing her destination she found she hadn't been completely wrong, there was indeed sand there but it was mainly solid rock.

She stopped and turned only to see Kee had succeeded in following her. Soon the creature was within feet of her. She looked at Kee's guise, clever, she thought, he looked like all the other street urchins. "Why you come here?" Kee asked his eyes glowing.

Casey studied him for a moment, should she merely tell him of her fears of him? "I was trying to get some privacy, but you followed me, tell me why."

"Warn you I do."

"Warn me about what Kee?"

Kee shifted from foot to foot a little uneasily, "The food here be poisoness to you, but not people of this world."

"Then why did you tell us to buy it Kee?" She said her eyes narrowing, "What kind of Demon are you?"

"I take powers of other demon, like you and you friends."

"You mean you're trying to kill us? But then why are you telling me this? And my friends aren't Demons!"

"Because you be my friend. I make mistake you see your friends have powers like demons so I think I be able to take powers…even though you not demons."

"Friends don't kill each others friends Kee…" She looked into the Demon's eyes she remembered the old fairytales she loved reading as a child, and something popped into her mind…Demons have no souls. Kee was a demon, no different from any other, he liked Casey, and Casey knew even if he wanted to take her powers away he couldn't because he'd be cursed with bad Karma. She would use her so-called friendship with him against him, she decided, "If you want to be my friend we have to go save my other friends right now."

Kee looked at her his eyes filled with a strange intelligence she'd never seen before. He nodded.

"What is your true form Kee? I wish to see it know, because I'm your friend."

His eyes once again shown with the strange intelligence, "I find not true form yet, you be lucky you be born into true form, I be not so lucky, I change forms lots but find not true one."

"Do you give me your word that you wont try to hurt any of my friends again?"

"I do." And somehow this was enough.

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"'Liv…" Elliot began looking into Olivia's eyes. There was something there, which was still Olivia, if only he could bring it out. He couldn't use any fire powers on her, all he had were his words. "Please c'mon 'Liv I know you're in there, I know you don't want this, I know it!"

"You're wrong, stop trying, leave now or die."

He glanced around; hopping there was somehow something he could use. No luck there. But then he saw it, a quick flicker of a shadow behind a building, "Looks like you brought a friend." He muttered before racing off in the direction of the shadow, he knew it could be nothing be just talking to Olivia wasn't doing him any good at the moment. His feet echoed against the pavement as he raced on forwards. He saw the shadow again out of the corner of his eye and changed directions.

"STOP RUNNING WHATEVER YOU ARE AND FACE ME!" He stopped to catch a breath for moment…nothing. And then suddenly he felt hands grab him from behind, one covered his mouth well the other rapped around his chest.

A voice spoke gently into his ear, out of the corner of his eye he could see Olivia approaching, "This is your friend Olivia?" Said the voice, Olivia nodded, "Well then don't just kill him, you know better, we should make him like me." Said the vampire pulling Elliot's head back, "You should be honored that I'm making you my child usually I just drink peoples blood without making them a Dampier, but since you're Olivia's friend I think I'll make an exception." The vampire slowly lowered its mouth to Elliot's neck.

"'Liv please stop him…"

Her eyes flickered her true self was awaking and realizing what was going on, "STOP IT!" She yelled, but the vampire already had its fangs logged into Elliot's neck. With all her will power she sent water hurling at the vampire with enough strength to knock the creature to the ground. Elliot put a hand to his neck, how much blood had the vampire taken? He felt a dizzy like the world was spinning all around him before he fainted hitting his head hard on the concrete ground.

Olivia regained herself, she was no demon, nor was her father said a voice inside her head. Yes her father had been an evil man but she wasn't evil and she certainly wasn't a man. What had taken over her then? Her gaze left Elliot and focused on the vampire. If legend were true vampires had a certain ability to trick minds. The vampire was getting up, no more time to think.

Her eyes looked around her, legends also said there were two ways a vampire could die: he could A) go out in sunlight or B) be stabbed in the heart with a stake. Nothing looked like a stake around her and she knew the sun certainly wasn't going to come up any time soon, she'd have to improvise.

Her eyes wandered around the statues, searching for a briefcase, she saw one, and of course opened it. It contained a few documents and a couple of pencils. Perfect. She grabbed the pencils, there were two, one for each hand, and raised towards the vampire which was now standing up. He looked at her realization overcoming his face. With all the energy she could muster she logged one pencil into his chest. The vampire looked down, "Wrong place." He said before attempting to back away from her.

She didn't make the same mistake twice, this time the pencil hit the vampire's heart. It wasn't supposed to be a weapon so it took a moment to drive the pencil all the way to the vampire's heart. The creature gasped, "You have made many enemies today…" before its body turned to dust and floated away in different directions. Olivia looked down at the pencil was still in her hand; there was no blood on it. Of course she thought, the vampire had been dead a long time and like all vampires could only sustain its existence on earth through drinking the blood of others.

She dropped the pencil; it clattered to the ground along with the other one, which had been logged in the vampire's chest. She wondered briefly the whereabouts of the creature's clothes but then she remembered with a chill how they appeared to be made of shadows, maybe they were. She brushed the thought along with the vampire's last words out of her mind and her thoughts quickly shifted to Elliot.

She bent down him, turning his head over to make sure no damage had been done by the fall, check. He still remained unconscious though, which bothered her, how much blood had been lost? And worse yet had the vampire succeeded in turning Elliot into a Dampier? She brushed her fingers over the bite on his neck and bit her lip. I'll know soon enough, she thought grimly. And there she waited for Elliot to wake up.

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"Kee?" Casey muttered as the walked back towards the boat.

"Yes?" replied the exotic voice.

"Where's the washroom?"

The creature's eyes narrowed slightly, "Why you ask?"

"Because like all humans I need to use it once and a while."

Kee looked around him, his hand pointed then to a small spec in the distance, "That be one, long walk though."

"Whatever, are you sure?"

"Yes." Kee looked into Casey's eyes, she could see something stir within him.

"Kee…How do your kind ever find their true form?" she asked suddenly.

He looked around him at the world so similar to earth, insects hummed in the air, but no birds, this place was bound to earth and water, and no creature save the insects could break those binds. He sighed, what was that Casey thought, did the demon sigh, almost like it was sad or carrying some kind of burden, "When we find our souls then we be who we truly are…but Kee thinks most his kind die before they find soul, and die without soul mean you exist not after death."

"But Kee I can see something within you, why cant you?" She suddenly trailed off, was she feeling pity for the creature that had just said he'd almost tried murdering her friends? No…yes…she couldn't be certain, but either way she knew that she couldn't run from the creature, he it seemed was her only guide through the plains and besides which, Kee wouldn't try anymore murdering so long as her power was Karma, "Demon or not Kee, you have a soul, it's just hidden, if you didn't then I wouldn't be able to see the pain in your eyes when you speak of your true form, if only you could see it Kee." As she spoke she felt something stir within her, the memory of childhood fairytales, the fact that demons weren't supposed to have souls, that was the human burden. But no they did they just had more trouble awakening it. She exhaled slightly lost in thought, soul or not this creature had tried to kill her friends, and although she knew it wouldn't be able to do so again it still sent shivers down her spine. For it was highly likely that Kee had murdered before…She let out a shaky breath, "Kee if you ever try to hurt the ones I love again, you know that my powers will kill you in return right? And as you say since you cant find your soul, even though it is there buried within you…you will die Kee, and I will not let your spirit continue to exist after death." Even as she heard her voice, it didn't sound like her own, where the Casey she'd been before this mess? Surely she was still the same person, but even so she could feel something of what she once was fading. She looked towards Kee who carried his head down low, suddenly the creature seemed weak and frail like the child he was guised as, "C'mon then…lets hurry, but first since you're faster then me, go and tell John and Fin not to eat anything…say…say this city is at war with another who poisoned their food, got it? And you know the consequences of what happens otherwise."

Kee nodded and in a flash scurried away, Casey continued on her way to the washroom, wondering if there was in fact a closer one. But she hadn't the time to go looking for one, it was best to go to the one Kee had suggested. She felt like a little girl trapped in a fairytale, but she knew this was more than a fairytale, it was deeper…darker and the clever witch who sells her a poison apple is the demon Kee…now forced to be her ally.

Eventually she reached the washroom, it was a small wooden stall, nothing special, she turned the doorknob and entered, inside was a single toilet, a pump and mirror. The city had seemed rich and prosperous but suddenly it seemed poor and withering, she remembered how when she and Munch had bought the peoples items, how their faces glowed with gratitude and happiness. Despite how crowded the market had been she doubted the people in it carried much money. She reached into a small pack she'd been carrying and pulled out her make-up case, she didn't know why she found it so important to look good, especially now when anyone who would have really cared was frozen it time, but it seemed somehow ritual to her. She heard a nock on the door, she was a little annoyed, but figuring it was just Kee opened it.

However it wasn't Kee but a small boy, no older than eleven, his eyes were blue and dull, and his hair stiff with dirt. He looked like the other street urchins Casey seen in the strange new world. He looked startled to see her; he started muttering in a strange language, was he apologizing to her? It certainly sounded like it, though she'd never know for sure, he bowed and scurried off. She turned around and looked at her reflection in the mirror, this realized was a peasants washroom, that boy had been startled to see her here because; she in comparison to everyone else around the city seemed rich. She didn't waste much more time with her make-up, before putting away her belongings and making her way back to the ship.

Kee met up with her along the way and walked with her back to the ship. As they were walking a group of small children all obviously street urchins ran up to Kee. They danced around him, pointing and spitting. Hatred like Casey never seen glowed in their eyes. Kee looked rather taken back, he turned to Casey, "Quickly we leave this place, we go back to ship, run yes?"

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Munch and Fin waited a little awkwardly for Casey's return. It seemed already like she'd been gone an hour. "I think we should go look for her." Munch said already getting up.

"In that crowd?" Fin asked with a gesture towards the market, "Man you gotta be crazy to even think you could find her in there…anyway there she comes now."

Munch turned his head in the direction Fin was pointing in, sure enough there she was, running towards them. "What took you so long?"

"That reminds me, Kee told us the food was poisoned by a warring city…Are you sure, I mean c'mon where else are we gonna get food?" Munch muttered.

"I don't know…Kee will help us though." She said with some difficulty. She turned her head around and took another glance at the city, those children…what did they see in Kee that angered them? He looked like one of them…and that boy, how he'd bowed to her, how it had almost been like he feared her…She caste these thoughts aside, she needn't worry, she was leaving the city anyways. She stumbled into the boat and sat beside Munch with a heavy heart. This city was dying, and she wanted to help the children but knew that was impossible. She sighed sadly and leaned her head against Munch as the tiny boat lifted of off, and soon they were once more sailing through the plains…

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Olivia squeezed his left hand, she could see Elliot's chest rising a falling, but his breathing was slow…Even if he wasn't a Dampier would he live? Surely the vampire hadn't had enough time to take enough of Elliot's blood to kill him…still the voice at the back her mind said, he was in pain, or at least had been and it had been her fault… What had awoken within her to make her so evil anyways? Was it some power of the vampire's…or? "Please be okay…" She whispered to Elliot's unconscious body, a flash of light swirled overhead for a moment before disappearing, she looked up at the blackened sky in surprise. Elliot remained motionless save the rising and falling of his chest; she gazed at him in despair.

"You know he'll take a while to awaken on his own…" Said a familiar voice behind her, she turned, quickly unsure at first who it was.

"Finder?" She spoke her voice soft.

"You should wake him up…see if he's all right. I don't think he's a vampire, if that was just a normal vampire then…Elliot will most likely be all right that is…if he hasn't lost too much blood."

"What if the vampire turned Elliot into a Dampier?"

"Normally unless you were dealing with a very powerful vampire, when you kill it the curse will be lifted of its victims…"

"And if it wasn't normal…?"

"Highly unlikely you'd have succeeded in killing it with simple pencils…" With that Finder turned on her heel and gave a small wave, "Be more careful next time Olivia and remember vampires have power over weak human minds like yours…Or Elliot could lose more than just a little blood…Anyways I have presume my search for anyone else…with the fate of fighting to save this world…good luck to you…"

"Wait one minute…I have another question before you go…"

"Yes?"

"I saw a light over head before you appeared, what was it?"

"Your friend John has been talking about them for years if what Fin says is true…they come from this plain, and have been here on earth a long time but they come from another place…" She gazed back at Olivia, "Some mean you harm, others don't but they aren't your enemies either way…remember that."

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Nathaniel was on duty to guard the door, and be there in case any newcomers came. He stepped inside the precinct, feeling the warmth of the air hit his face. He sipped a coffee and sat down on the ground. He was only seventeen, and if what George said was true this made him the youngest of all the people fighting for the world. Fear twisted inside his heart, but he was too proud to let this show. All he wanted was to go back to the life he was used to, flirting with girls and hanging out at the local mall. He lived with his aunt Tabitha after his single mother had been murdered a few years back. His father was but a distant figure in his mind that he'd never met, according to his mother his father was a druggie and when his mother became pregnant with him his father had fled unable to pay for child support. Never to be seen again and presumed dead. Despite his past he missed his aunt and life he'd become used to.

Suddenly there was a harsh banging on the door; Nathaniel scurried to his feet, startled. He glanced out the window and saw a woman banging on the door. He opened the door a crack, and in a soft fragile voice asked the woman why she'd come.

"Let me in, I'm on your side." She said, not really answering his question, he opened the door wide enough for her to enter and as soon as she was inside abruptly closed it, "I'm Melinda Warner, sometimes I work with the detectives of this precinct, I've come because I was sent here…"

Nathaniel nodded, "Do you know a George? And an Olivia?"

"Yeah Olivia's one of the detectives here and George is the precinct's psychiatrist (The author would like to take this moment to ask if Huang is a therapist or psychiatrist or what? She isn't entirely certain as you may have guessed.)"

"Mhmm…the other detectives apparently are off in another world…tell me though were you also sent by a strange see through woman?"

"Yeah, don't worry about explaining anything to me, she already has…she said I had to fight…if I wanted my daughter to walk again…"

"Huang is asleep, and Olivia left a while ago but I think she's coming back." He said casting off Warner's previous statement.

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(The author would like to take this moment to explain how the telepathic talking should be read. First off, it wont say whose talking, only at the beginning, but you'll know because after each line break it's the other person. Sorry if you get confused, and also, telepathic speech is in italics)

Casey heard a voice echo inside her head, at first she thought she imagined it, but it was persistent.

Casey? Repeated the voice again, It's just me, John.

How is it that you're talking to me? You're not reading my mind are you? You promised me you wouldn't, don't betray my trust again.

No, no Casey that isn't it…my powers deal with minds, so I thought why should I be limited to only reading them, or entering them? Why not communicate with them too?

So you're not reading my mind then?

No…of course not Casey.

Wait prove to me it's you speaking to me…

Very well, His voice said, he squeezed her hand slightly, and nodded at her inquiring face, "it's me." He murmured gently into her ear so that only she could hear him. At first I was able to speak to Fin too, but he never responded and eventually shut me off…Well Casey, I needed to talk to you this way, so nobody could hear us…I believe it's safer this way.

So I see you're still you're old paranoid self then…

Gee thanks Casey, real nice you are. Besides even if my body is younger now, I'm still old, I've still lived many years on earth.

You aren't old John; you have a few years to go before you can call yourself old.

Well at least…my body is younger, at least this way I'm not really too old for you.

Excuse me?

I said-

Were talking telepathically I know what you said.

Then…?

What do you mean…at least you're not too old for me?

It's just Casey before I got this curse and a younger body…I was old in both body and spirit, we couldn't have been together with the age difference…

So you must not care very much for me, if you think that we'd have had no chance had it not been for this mess you've got us all into.

Casey…I didn't mean it like that, you know that don't you?

Yes you did, don't try lying to me, I can through your lies Munch, in case you've forgotten I'm an attorney. But no you haven't forgotten have you…no you haven't because you know that if it weren't for the mess you dragged us all into then I'd be nothing more than the attorney…I'd be nothing more to you than a colleague.

Beside them Fin had obviously fallen asleep and was snoring a bit. Munch tried giving Casey more messages but she'd either shut him off or was refusing to answer. She let go of his hand and brought her head away from his shoulder. She slid away from him and gazed unto the colors surrounding the boat. His apologies weren't working so he tried a different tactic, What do you mean if it weren't for the mess I'd dragged us all into?

You know as well as I do that you're the only one whose supposed to save the world, it's your fault were here. Don't you see? This isn't our destiny it's yours, we weren't chosen, you were, you're the chosen one, the savior, the fated, not me, you.

The fated…her words hung in his head for a few moments…yes this was his destiny and he'd forced it unto her…he'd never really saved her before, because it was his fault she was in this mess in the first place. This whole thing was incredibly dangerous too, if she was ever hurt again or worse, died, it would be on his conscience, it would be his fault.

Casey…it wouldn't have been fair for us to be together had my body been old like it was…you're still young and beautiful, you deserve better than some old man like me.

You're who I want to be with John, I don't care how old you are. Besides when we do break your curse will you leave me because you're too old…?

Somehow I don't see myself braking this curse, I'm immortal now and for good, whether or not I like it…and you, you will leave this world and go wherever it is spirits go when they die well I remain here only half living…I in some ways see why I'm immortal, because like you said I'm the fated one and if I die and the other side prevails earth would be lost…but still it's not much of a fate is it?

John…we will win, and when we do we'll break this curse, when we do break it…I will still be here, and well go wherever the dead go together, years from now of course but together nonetheless…

Finder never found a way to break her curse of immortality, what makes you think I can break mine?

I don't know, just hope I guess. She looked at him and squeezed his hand again. Making sure Fin remained asleep and Kee was too focused on steering the boat she kissed him. He looked back at her sadly and sighed.

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Author's note: Well that was officially the longest chapter I've written for this story, but you guys deserve it what with the long wait you've had. Well I was thinking what if I make this the last chapter of this story and make a sequel called either, "The Wind's source" or "Until the End of the World"? It's just that the first few chapters of this story weren't my best work so people I guess weren't intrigued enough to read on and also I've noticed the number of hits I'm getting on this story is going down with each new chapter, which means either my written skills are diminishing or people are loosing interest. So if I did a sequel it would be like a new beginning…right? But for those few people that actually review you can tell me, A) if you like the idea of me doing a sequel B) if so which of the two names mentioned above you like better C) you're actual views on this chapter and D) If you answered yes to A what do you think I could improve on for the next story?

Now unfortunately I'm a review whore at heart so you cannot convince to stop asking for reviews no matter how much it annoys people. Although you know, if people actually reviewed more then I wouldn't have to ask for reviews…oh well. But I'd like to take this moment to say, I love all my reviewers, you guys make my day. Anywho tis it for now, Adieu.