A/N Sorry for the rage, just wasn't too happy. Alright, last chapter.

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As they flitted off into the dusk, Elle was sobbing. She began screaming, hoping the outside world would see her. Of course they couldn't it was dark out by now, and even if they had twenty-twenty vision they couldn't see her; they were going too fast.

She began belting out "Arra! Darren!" Sampson was holding her and loosing his grip.

"My lord, she won't stop!" Sampson said hurriedly, loosing his grip from her wriggling. He began going down.

Everyone followed quickly, as they headed straight for the ground. Steve marched toward her and said.

"No, you don't ever do that. Ever; you will get us killed. Now I know that you'd want that. But don't make me surround you with random body parts, I will do it.

"I know you don't believe me, but I will go into the nearest village, and start cutting things off. Ask Sampson, they other day I did cut Rob's arm off, just to prove a point. And I was going to cut Kurda's head off, but he's being executed on the stakes, which is a lot more painful." Steve sneered at Elle.

She began to whimper, remembering how Steve used to be. He thought she was in pain and let her out of the cramped dog cage. "I remember how you used to be. You used to be fun, and then Darren became a vampire and you were mad. Steve you used to have stuffed animals on your bed I remember." She whispered

Steve laughed nervously, and said "Uh, no I didn't." He said casually "Remember Mr. Fluffers the bunny? Where did he go?"

"I didn't have a stuffed animal. I don't have one, and I never will." Steve snarled from in between his teeth.

"What happened to Mr. Whiskers? Bobby? Gary? Gina? What happened to them? What happened to your gentle childhood self? I miss him Steve! I'm sick of being chained up everywhere.

"I'm tired of being used for sex and sex only. I just finished with a honey moon, and if you want me to love you then I suggest that you quit treating me like a common prostitute. Paying me with fine clothes; only to embarrass me in front of the whole clan; trying to enjoy it, and not think of it as rape. You're disgusting. I have to know will you ever love me, or should I just keep on faking the orgasms?

"Because I don't think I could keep standing all this torture. Especially since you've always been my best friend; it hurts to know that your best friend is just using you for your body, and not for a clever joke, or just to simply talk with, oh, no. Just physical talk 'Oh Elle! Elle I love you! You're such a whore Elle!' I cannot stand it any longer. Will there ever be a relationship between us. If there is, I think that I can put up with you a bit longer. If not, Steve I promise it," she walked over to Sampson and took his sword and gently glided it over her skin blood flooded out, everyone watched her idiocy.

"I will cut my veins out. I cannot stand loosing yet another friend. I just lost my aunt, my best friend, lover, a very close colleague who I've fought and has seen me near naked, and of course let's not forget my father, and my mum who was raped even in death by one of yours. The only reason in the world I'm not fighting you and dying as I'm standing here; I'm still bound by rope.

"Let me know now Steve." She said pointing the tip of the sword closer and closer to her wrist.

"Alright Elle, I promise to love you, and treat you as a friend for ever and always. Everyone clap for my new mate. There you go, now let's get going, the rest of the journey can only be made by foot now." Steve said getting a start.

"Why do we have to walk now? We were just flitting, why do we have to walk?" Elle said genuinely confused.

"Because we vampaneze have a custom where whenever we go and visit Evana, we flit until one of us stops and then from there on it's a walk, or run. But given you're in a dress we can walk, or I could give you a piggy back ride. Either or." Steve explained

"No piggy back ride, we can just stick to walking. Come on…" Elle said

They walked for three days sleeping for the days and walking at night. Eating ghastly things like frogs, or mice. Steve wanted to carry Elle, but if she was going to be with him for eternity, then he decided to start treating her better than a common prostitute.

After reaching Evana they walked inside to see her. "Lady! It's me, Steve. And I've brought some womanly company to see you." Steve called as they walked in.

"If you're talking about Gannen, I hardly call him company." Evana called back, Gannen laughed a little.

Evana walked out to see them, and dropped her bag and ran up embracing Elle. Elle was very confused and didn't know how to react. So she hugged her back.

"My, my how long have I awaited to see you rough men finally blood a woman! Good find Steve, this one's a keeper. Now, tell me; how did you come to realize that you liked eating people? Were your family cannibals? Oh, I want to hear all about them. Come along, while I start some stew for you all. You must be ravenous." Evana said grabbing Elle's hand and leading her away.

The others went and rested in the cave while Lady and Elle began preparing a meal. Elle sat down on the turtle shell Evana had as a seat and began staring off.

"My dear, you don't look so well. Are you ill?"

"No, no; I'm fine. Just missing home is all." Elle said looking off.

She sat down, denying the fact that she needed to feed, she was now a full blown vampaneze and needed human flash badly. But she refused, she couldn't bear to eat the people she once lived and played with.

Evana sat down and read her thoughts. "So, you need human eh? I'll go and get some for you." She said getting back up.

"No, no. I'm fine. Really, I-" Elle said passing out. Evana woke her up, and fed her some blood stew, telling her that she went out and killed a boar.

As she ate, or rather drank, Evana listened to her life's tale; of Merlough murdering her parents; of becoming a vampire.

Falling for Jake, and then Darren; becoming Darren's mate and then finally being executed. It was horrifying to hear such things. Evana misinterpreted her meanings and thought that Elle had fallen for Steve and such.

Evana and Elle spent the night in Evana's room, keeping her 'clean' for the day, and for some news.

They talked all throughout the afternoon. When finally Evana and Elle went to sleep; Evana stayed awake and looked into Elle's future, contacting Mr. Tiny.

The next morning at breakfast Evana told everyone the good news that she had found out while they were all asleep.

"Elle isn't barren. In fact she is very fertile. It is true that she was conceived by vampires (even though they had her before they were blooded). But this is truly by miracle, make of it as you will. I'm going to bed, eat left over stew." And with that Evana went off

"Wow, oh my gods, wow. I could be a father. Isn't this wonderful! We could build up our armies, and everything! Oh wow! Well come along darling let's get to it." Steve said dragging her away from her meal, and into an open part of the cave.

Elle protested, but Steve said through clenched teeth "You are mine. You are my queen, and when I ask you to do something, I demand an agreement. You are coming with me, and there is no if, ands, or buts. Now come, I want a son." He said lifting her.

Elle screamed and scratched his back with her nails, trying to not let him do this to her again. He wouldn't stop regardless of her pleas, and screams of pain.

He let her sleep after he finished after five times. Elle was feeling very sick by now. She felt as though she had eaten something terrible.

Elle woke up vomiting all over the floor; she looked and saw blood, and a whole lot of it. She had drank a whole human! Evana had tricked her. It wasn't fair. Just not fair! The sight was so horrible she vomited again.

And then began to cry, what if it was a neighbor, or family member of hers? What if it was Annie, Darren's little sister?

Elle screamed, and pulled her own hair weeping very bitterly.

"Why Evana? Why would you do this to me? This wretched curse to crave men, it turns my stomach sour!" She shouted to the world

Elle sobbed, she didn't know what to do. She was the girl that wanted to be a general, and fight the evil red eyed ones. She was the girl who protested their acts of insanity and drinking all of a human's flesh.

It was true that Evana was only doing what was right for her. She was a full blooded vampaneze now, and so she truly needed to eat this body after she drank it all.

It was so barbaric though. She needed to sleep, Steve's act to get her pregnant had worn her out, and she didn't think that she could last another minute or two before passing out.

Elle went to sleep, dreaming of Darren and crying out for him in her sleep. In the dream Steve had killed Mr. Crepsley and Darren was devastated. Worst of all, Darren was with another woman, one who loved him and whom he loved back; he called her Debbie.

When Elle awoke and told Evana about it, Evana just shook her head sadly. Telling Elle it wasn't her place to interpret to dream or tell if it was true.

Seven years Later

The war was raging on, and with not much luck on their side. Seven years of fighting every time someone bombarded into camp. Sampson would flit her off to a safer location and get her out of being seen. Elle had become accustomed to drinking a whole human. Though she didn't like it, and tried to make herself vomit every time she had to feed.

Steve had become like a husband, he looked to be around twenty-three. He was still young, but old enough considering he was really seventeen.

Elle had gotten pregnant no less than twelve times. But given the harsh lifestyle they lived each child had died.

They were traveling again, Steve was at this time luring Darren in. He was acting like a long lost friend, and was pretending to be hunting the vampaneze.

Elle wanted to see him badly, as silly as it sounded she still loved him. She wasn't in love with him, but, it would have been nice to see an old mate.

Gannen had become her best friend, they talked about almost everything. He understood the vampire lifestyle because his brother Vancha was a prince and he had read up on it.

He was easily the most understanding of them all. Gannen basically took the place of Jake when she left. All of the men in their regime seemed to have the personality of one of her vampire friends.

Evana, even though she was neither a vampire nor vampaneze, could be Arra. Loving, caring, parental, always looking out for her, and she had a sense of humor.

Sampson would probably be Gavner, a little shy, a little quirky, but still sweet. Elle missed her friends greatly. But she'd learnt to live with her loss and not to let it get her down.

Elle had taken to cooking over the years, learning over a thousand ways to prepare any kind of meat or plant that came their way; using maps of the parts of the country to know what to cook.

In her spare times when she wasn't being a mistress, cooking, or cleaning after the men; Gannen had began tutoring Elle's fighting.

Elle was working on throwing knives now. She had mastered the ax though. Arra had been a great teacher but it was true that they had spent more time bonding than fighting.

And besides over the years she had become rusty. Elle hadn't been as fit as she had when they had met. One night after a particularly hard night, Steve yelled at her saying that the reason they hadn't gotten pregnant was because she was getting on the "flabby side."

He hurt her feelings that night, and she refused to see him again until she was better. It had been over a month and half and Elle was looking good. Perfectly toned, and ready.

Gannen thought she was being silly, sleeping in an isolated part of camp, and not letting Steve see her the very rare times when he was around.

Steve was expected sometime in the next week. Elle had made her outfit look nicer than usual, making sure it hugged her and that it was particularly revealing.

She made a deer meal, and sat all of the men down when it was fully prepared.

"Alright, here's the plan. I haven't seen my mate in roughly two months. I'm sex deprived, and I actually miss him. I have been working out and have become pretty firm over time, and I want to give him the time of his life.

"As your queen, you are going to leave and hunt, or fight with each other, or sleep about a kilo or two away. You will leave as soon as Steve is in sight. Got it?"

They all agreed to let them have their privacy. While the others ate, Elle was too nervous. So she sat down next to Gannen who was sharpening their weapons.

She sat down and said "Gannen, I think I've fallen for him. I'm not sure why, but I really think so."

Gannen looked at her and said "Good, you've been with him for seven years it's about time you did."

'Did he sound bitter?' Elle thought to herself.

"What's wrong Gannen? You sound like something is bothering you." Elle said rubbing his back.

He shrugged off her hand and got up and left saying that he had to go to the bathroom. Elle was aghast as she saw him walk into the forest, shoulders slumped and going very slow.

She saw the camp clear out. She knew Steve was approaching, but she wasn't as excited as she had been.

Gannen could see them, and suddenly she became very nervous and embarrassed. Elle sat down by the fire thinking, wearing her skanky dress, and wondering about Gannen. Steve walked up from behind her and made her jump.

"Hey, where'd everyone go? This place is cleared out!" Steve asked.

"They went out. Do you notice anything different about me?" She asked excitedly. Maybe just maybe he'd notice.

"Did you get wear out your dress? It seems a lot shorter." He queried

"No, I cut it to shorten it for you. Charna's guts are you too stupid to remember how much you hurt me? You said I was getting flabby, so I lost all the weight." Elle said standing up and beginning to walk away.

(Graphic, not bad in my opinion but if you're sensitive, which in that case you shouldn't be reading this, stop and skip…)

"When did I say that, and why would I?" Steve asked standing up and trying to act seductive.

"About maybe two months ago. Gannen's been training me all this time. You blamed me for not having the baby. And quite frankly Steve, I don't want a baby. I like living free. Sure, we'd be making heirs; but did you ever think that you'd be loosing me from your ranks as well? Steve, you're being very self-" She said being cut off by his lips.

Steve pounced on her and began taking off both his and her clothes. Kissing her feverishly, and going down leaving hickeys.

Soon as he began pounding into her he began talking "I'm so proud of you. You did all this for me? Oh, baby I love you." Steve said as he always did.

"I love you too Steve, but please shut up." Elle said

He stopped "You love me?"

"Yes, get on with it."

"No, I want to solve this; I've held you for seven years, and this is the first time you've ever said that you love me. Do you honestly mean it?"

"Yes, go on!" she pleaded

"No, look at me," she did "Do you love me?"

"Yes!" she declared with heat and he continued on.

Gannen watched from the distance and heard her say it, as did most everyone else. They all met in the bushes and met together secretly discussing what this met for them. Up until then she was mostly just a mistress, not necessarily a mate. By now it was official, they were mates and Elle didn't even know it.

Now that Steve was back, combat would start tomorrow. It was decided from that point on.

Might-as-well let them have their fun because come tomorrow either one of them could be dead.

After hardly any sleep, war was raging on. In only five hours there would be a fight. It was supposed to be one on one, and Darren was supposed to die. Elle didn't want to see this, but being his mate, Steve had her cloaked up and into battle as well.

For being his mate and queen he didn't give her much respect. He had her shipped off to war when his lover could die? It seemed strange.

But she went, she told him that she loved him and that was final. Around midnight they all went off to prepare to fight.

Elle sat on the edge of the rocks and said to Gannen who just walked up. "I don't want commitment. I don't want him, and I don't want to be his mate any longer. I love him, but I don't think I can do this. I'm supposed to see my real mate die tonight. Gannen talk to him, tell him I'm pregnant, anything. I can't do this Gannen, I was wrong. Steve's alright, but god, I still love Darren.

"I want to date others, sleep with others, and be with other men in general." Elle said looking down.

"There's nothing you can do about that. If he dies, then you die. That's how we do it. You will be a martyr if your true lover kills Steve. This is how it is written." Gannen said putting his arm around her shoulder.

"Then Gannen, if I die, please kiss me and let me know once again how to be a rebel. I'm sick of being loyal to him."

Gannen got up and said "I'm sorry, he's my best friend, and if I did that to him he'd be devastated. I'm sorry."

Elle got up and saw them coming in, it was fighting time. Elle fought off several friends. It was very hard, especially Harkat who was practically family.

Near the end of battle, an Orange haired vampire got thrown into flames, and so did Steve. Elle's shoulders sagged she looked up and saw Gannen remembering what he had just said.

Elle pulled out her knife and stabbed herself square in the heart. Steve was dead, and so now so was she.

In the background she heard "Debbie!" and she heard Darren sobbing on her shoulder. Debbie was real. Debbie was real. Debbie was real. Elle couldn't stop saying it. Darren had a new woman.

She lied down on the ground, and saw Gannen coming. She saw a shadow coming near her that wasn't Gannen's it was Steve's. Steve was alive. Gannen came running over.

"He's alive isn't he?" she asked beginning to cry.

"Yes, he is."

"That bastard. I just committed suicide."

"Steve won't let me revive you. Nor will he let Sampson or anyone else. You've been played. He planned this all along. It was his sick form of revenge. Did you really love him?"

"No, I-" and Elle died.

Her spirit went up and proceeded to watch Steve show Darren her corpse and explain both his and Mr. Crepsley's death.

Darren cried and howled. Debbie patted his back. And Elle cursed Steve hoping the vampires would finally win.

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