Disclaimer: I do not own the Night World creation or any of its rules (soulmate principle, black irises, etc.). I do not own any of the characters in this story if they had appeared in the books. I've now read the second last book, I forgot its name but I think it's 'Black Dawn'? But anyway, I only have one book to go. :D I am only borrowing the creation of 'The Night World' from L.J. Smith and making a story of my own.

Summary: It was the night before the biggest wedding of the year. It was the wedding between Samuel Folan and Evangeline Yerken, two of the main descendants of the Maya. They had already had a son, Carter, who was three months old. But then fate turned. Vampire hunters charged in and started attacking. Many were wounded including Samuel's father, Xavier. Evangeline lost grip on her son and the vampire hunters took him. After a few minutes, the vampire hunters were satisfied and left. Samuel and Evangeline were two of the few that survived. As Samuel was the eldest Folan son, he was then the head of the family. Years after the tragedy, Samuel and Evangeline tried having another son to replace the one they lost but they had twin daughters and another daughter. But then another vampire hunter had gashed Samuel and now he is going to die. He can't pass his title back to his daughters as they hadn't married. Evangeline is trying to make her daughters marry or find out if somehow Carter had survived. If she doesn't succeed in one of the two, the title would be given to Samuel's younger brother, Alfonso. The vampire hunter that took Carter couldn't kill such an innocent baby so she put him up for adoption. He was then adopted by the Dereks and was then named Zach…

Author's Note: Sorry the summary was so long! I now know what 'Circle Twilight' and 'Circle Midnight' are thanks to people that have explained it to me:D:D I'm so happy you guys did; I felt really stupid when I asked. But thanks!

Feedback to Reviews: I want to thank Natalie, cursedgirl, anon mwth06 for giving up their time to write a review/comment and answering what the the two different Twilights were. I'M REALLY SORRY FOR THE WAIT! I had lost my motivation but now I've got some again. Thanks SO MUCH for reviewing! I dedicate all these chapters for you people! lots of s2 (that's short for loving, I only realised that the other day!) THANKS SO MUCH! Tiff xoxoxoxo

Query: i was just wondering if I'm an okay writer…It's just that I've always gotten A+ in all English writing but this year I've been getting Bs and one A and a C+ the other day! My eng teacher this year is a lot stricter (and she doesn't have favourites cuz I've had her since Yr 7 and i've gotten A+ in that other subject, which isn't English). So if you have the time could you please tell me how I could improve my writing? thanx:)

About This Chapter: Um…I really don't know if the heading matches the chapter but I couldn't come up with anything else. Sorry! I hope you like this chapter; I enjoyed writing this chapter and it has been ages since I've enjoyed writing:D

Chapter Ten — Memories Long Forgotten

Edith willed herself to stay in control. It hurt that Tony didn't care about her anymore but it would hurt a whole deal more if she killed him. It wasn't like he chose to be a vampire, right?

Everything turned to slow motion. Edith watched as Tony's face went from neutral into rage. Edith watched as he moved one leg in front of the other to race towards her. Edith watched as he bought up two hands in front of her face.

She felt him wrap them around her neck. He may still only be nineteen but he was still a whole heck taller than her.

Then time stopped. Edith's hands were hanging loosely at her sides, the wood fallen onto the floor. Tony's bright hazel eyes locked with hers as his cold hands tightened around her neck.

Edith blinked wishing she could wipe out this image. Wished that she could rewind the time back to eighteen years ago. Tony was right. She should've looked after him.

Tears caught on her eyelashes and when she opened her eyes again, tears trailed down her cheek. The air was cold as it slapped her face except for the part where her tears were.

Tony's hazel eyes were full of hatred and rage and it would be the last image Edith saw before she died. She didn't care. She wanted Tony to be the last thing she saw.

She waited. And waited. And waited. But nothing happened. What was going?

Something had changed in Tony's eyes. There was pain and his hands trembled on her neck.

Something in Edith's heart flickered. He still cared! He must!

Tony's hands slowly fell from her neck; grazing her arms lightly. Sending the familiar electricity all over her body. He fell onto his knees.

Edith let out a gasp of shock mixed with happiness and was about to utter his name but then she saw him.

"Vincent?" she whispered numbly.

The gorgeous blonde was standing about a few metres away. He looked slightly smug.

"Hey, beautiful," Vincent said with a smile.

Edith looked back down at Tony and let out a shriek when she saw a stake in the middle of his back.

"Tony!" she cried stepping around him so she could pull it out. From experience, she knew that if the wood stayed longer in his body, he would die.

"I'm…Rocky," Tony uttered weakly. He started spitting out blood.

"What were you thinking?" Edith cried over shoulder to Vincent. She put a steady hand at the top of the stake, about an inch away from his body, ready to pull.

"We had waited for the glory to take out Rocky and finally we have, thanks to you," Vincent said from somewhere behind her.

Tony let out a howl and Edith didn't know whether it was because of the pain of the stake or because of the pain of betrayal.

"No, I didn't know he was here," Edith whispered desperately into Tony's ear. "Now please hold still; I need to get this out!"

"NO!" Tony yelled and then started choking on the thick, maroon liquid coming out of his mouth. "You just want to plunge this into me deeper."

"I don't!" Edith sobbed. "Please Tony. I can't lose you; not like this. I don't want you to die."

"Edith," Vincent said and Edith let out a yelp as she realise he was standing next to her. "I did this for you."

Edith let out a cry of fury and stood up. She then punched him squarely on the side of his head with all the anger she had inside of her. Vincent buckled and Edith knew he was knocked out cold.

She knew he was going to be knocked out. All the anger inside her was so strong she was barely keeping it all together. She wanted Tony to know that she still cared and had always cared.

"Tony," Edith whispered shakily. She put a finger lightly on his chin and slowly turned his head to face her. "Please. Hold still. I need to get this wood out."

"I don't trust you," he gasped and then squeezed his eyes at the pain the wood was causing him.

Edith then did something she never thought she would do again. She kissed him. She never thought she would kiss someone a lot younger than her but it was Tony. Also, she never thought she would even touch Tony again.

She let all the raw emotions loose in the kiss.

Edith crying the next day after the wedding realising Tony hadn't returned.

Edith losing her appetite over the next few years without Tony by her side. She developed anorexia.

Edith feeling hope as she sees someone that looked like Tony from the back of his head. When they turn, Edith's hopes are crushed as she realise it isn't him.

Edith on the brink of dying as she doesn't have enough iron in her body from not eating. She goes to hospital. Wayne is extremely pissed off. "Is this what Tony wanted?" Wayne hissed. "For you to throw your life away? There are still millions of vampires out there that we need to kill."

Edith reluctantly listening to Wayne's words and starting to eat again.

Edith deciding to be a vampire hunter again, going out ever fortnight to hunt one down.

Edith, thirty, giving up hope of Tony. She will never see him again. Edith cries all night.

Edith still having nightmares of Tony.

Edith collapsing when Evangeline said Tony was still alive. She's determined to find him.

Edith moves to Sydney. Meets the snobby vampire hunters. Except Vincent, who told her Tony was now called Rocky.

Edith finding Tony. This long. Finally. Still as gorgeous as he was. Happiness. Relief.

Tony rebelling and not wanting her back in his life. Sorrow, anger, confusion.

Vincent throwing a stake into Tony. White-hot rage. Want to kill. Fear for Tony.

And then Edith had Tony's memories pour into her.

Shocked and unloved as Tony watches Edith run out the fallen building with a baby. Not going to survive…Blacks out.

Wakes up to see pale vampires licking their lips in front of him. Terrified. One grabs him and Tony screams as the vampire bit into his neck.

Samuel and Evangeline looking bitter and murderous as Tony regains consciousness again. "Where is our son?" Samuel asked coldly as Evangeline burst into tears. "I don't know," Tony croaked. He flinches as Samuel grabs him by the shirt. "You tell me where my son is or I'll get this stake and put it right in your heart. You are now a vampire and vampires don't regenerate," Samuel hissed. "I don't know!" Tony repeated and to his horror he started to cry. He couldn't take it anymore. Edith just left him to these vampire hunters to kill him. But worse he was now a vampire. He loathe vampires but now he was one. "Just let him go," Evangeline whispered tugging at Samuel's sleeve. "He's just a kid. He doesn't know anything." Samuel, his lips in a tight line, order his servants to throw Tony out. Tony is the dumped in the streets.

Tony looking around his surroundings not knowing where he was. He then slowly stagger his way back to Edith's house when he finds out he's in the outback.

Reaches Edith's place after months. Deserted. No note. Nothing. Edith's gone. Just left him.

Tony had never been angrier. Decides to change his life. Changes to Rocky; a bad a that takes no sht from people.

Next decade hungrily and eagerly killing people for their blood. Not caring if vermin thought it was strange people keep dying. Leaving a mark after each victim. An R seared on the victim's forehead to know it was him that did all this.

Deciding to settle at Sydney but still moving around at times so the vampire hunters couldn't catch him.

A strange lady crying when she saw him. Tell him he's Edith. Tony's mind is blank. Who? Then it all came back to him.

Hands around Edith's neck. Tempted to kill. Ready. Then a sharp sting at his back. The sting spreads through his whole body.

Realises it was Vincent; the top vampire hunter in Sydney. Furious. Want to kill but too weak…

Edith saying she would help him. No. Can't trust. Not like last time. Can't be weak.

As breathing became an issue, Edith pulled back gasping for air. Her face was wet from all the tears.

My, God. All the horror Tony went through after that night, Edith couldn't imagine how anyone could survive it. She felt his isolation, his loneliness.

"Tony," she begged again. "You saw how I felt. Trust me."

Tony didn't do anything except a little groan. At least he didn't protest this time.

She put her hand on the stake and took a deep breath. If she pulled slowly, it may be too late even though it would be less painful. If she pulled fast, the pain will be destructible but it will end quickly. She pulled as fast and as hard as she could.

Tony's scream was deafening and Edith winced.

"Almost," she whispered urgently. "I can almost see the tip."

Tony was shaking and Edith wanted to hug him to give him reassurance more than anything but she resisted. She had to get the stake out first.

She took a deep breath and pulled again. To her relief, the stake came out. Tony collapsed onto the concrete.

"Tony," Edith said shaking his shoulders lightly. She was terrified that the wood had reached his heart in time. "Please, wake up."

Tony slowly raised his head. His eyes looked almost lifeless and it scared her.

"I did love you," he croaked and she saw his eye stutter.

"NO!" she screamed. She went down on her knees and cradled his head in her arms. "Don't die on me, Tony. I can't lose you again."

Tony's body was unresponsive. He felt cold and his eyes were closed. Edith never thought she could look so tan but next to Tony's almost translucent skin, she looked like burnt toast.

Edith rocked his head muttering nonsense. He couldn't die on her. No way. She kept her eyes closed scared that if she opened them, he would already have shrivelled.

Suddenly she felt him stir and she opened her eyes excitedly. Yes! There was colour returning to his face.

"Tony," she sighed and hugged him tightly.

"Let go," he said weakly. "I am still sore."

She did and watched happily as he slowly stood up.

"Tony—," she started but he cut her off.

"I know you probably think you saved my life but you didn't. You have made it worse again for coming back in my life. I may still be 'Tony' to you but the truth is I'm Rocky," Tony said coldly.

Edith felt the tears start up again and wanted to say something but Vincent was stirring.

"Don't bother finding me again," Tony said eyeing Vincent who was groaning.

"Wait!" Edith called as Tony started to walk away.

Tony turned and fixed her with an icy stare.

"Tony loved you like nothing else in this world. But I'm now Rocky. Rocky has no feelings."

Edith watched heartbroken as Tony sped off. This wasn't how the reunion was supposed to go.

"Is he dead now?" Vincent croaked from below her.

Edith gave him a look of pure disgust before walking off herself.