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Part Twenty-one:

And so my doom was final. Today, Logan stated to his pack leaders that I would be turned tonight. WONDERFUL? I think NOT. There had been arguements as to who turns me, and arguement in my part as to me being turned. Yet, when it came to the victim, all opinions were ignored. Logan stated clearly that he was the one to turn me, seeing as he'd be the one in most control. Oh, what comfort that provides me. Pfft, I'm going to definitly die tonight.

Whether literally die or mentally die, I'm dying.

You see, I would have had a better chance at arguing my fate if I hadn't been so shocked. After Logan told me his decision, I just zoned out. Mentally disappeared. And then morning came and he said it was happening tonight. That snapped me out of it enough. "Just drop me off somewhere. I don't WANT to be a werewolf. I don't WANT to be anything, except for MYSELF,"I begged. Logan frowned at these statements, probaly feeling slight regret.

So what. "You've been here long enough. You know how to fight like us. You know where we are. You can't leave,"Logan said cautiously,"It's either change or die." None seem appealing. "But Loooogggaann,"I whined,"I don't waaaaannnaaa." "But Iiiivvvy,"Logan whined. Then he got serious as he towered over me,"Too bad." And that was that. My doom was final. And I did not like it. But since when does anyone like their doom?

Well, at least it wasn't a full moon tonight. Even though it doesn't really change a thing...it's still cool enough. It's a new moon tonight. No moon in the sky. Along with a great chance of a storm. Just perfect. Now, you want to know the worse part? It has to do with HOW they are going to change me. He's going to BITE me! Talk about OW. Now, I don't know if it'll be the way Daviel bit me--that hurt well enough--, but it still doesn't seem good.

I mean, this is a werewolf. They change into a man-killing dog before they bite you. At least, I think so. I wouldn't know. I didn't even know much about vampires, for crying out loud. So now was the wait. The wait in which I brooded by my lonesome in the hut of Logan. The only good thing about this is that I'll actually be free. Sure, I'd be part of a God forsaken pack, but I could go places without being hounded. At least...except by Logan.

Stupid Logan.

What kills me the most is that I'll be changed when I have no clue what will happened. I don't know much about werewolves. Except what Logan has told me...and that is just that they change when they want to and they're in control if they change in control. And the silver. Which tells me I'll be taking off this stupid choker tonight. All this time I figured I'd be killed by Daviel, but instead I'm going to be turned into some kind of dog. This SUCKS!

Night fell. The torches beside each hut was lit so that I could see people walking by, talking in hushed whispers everytime they passed the hut I was in. According to Logan, everyone was happy to welcome me. The one woman who asked me about Na had seemed to like my answers. She went around to tell people that I'd be a great addition. Then Logan added into it about my sight, which hasn't done its thing since I've been here, and my fast learning ability.

You'd think it would make me feel better. Think again. As I sat on the bed, waiting for Logan to come and tell me it was time for me to turn wolf, I thought about my future fate. I kept sticking out my tongue and pressing my tongue ring against my lips. It was an old habit of mine. At least Logan gave me back something. Suddenly, there were shouts from outside the hut. I looked up towards the window, but all I could see was people running around in hast.

I guess it's time for my change. Great. They all didn't seem happy about it. People were yelling in slight panic, now. I slowly stood up and walked across the floor. When I reached the window, the door to the hut burst open. I jumped and turned to the door to see Logan. "We've got to run, Ivy,"Logan stated in a rush,"A couple of vampires have shown up. They'll kill us all, human or not."

Oh, perfect. How much do you want to bet that Daviel sent a couple of them out to make sure I've been killed? No doubt he didn't want me coming back with a grudge as a werewolf. Logan grabbed my arm and started dragging me out of the hut. We were bombarded by a rush of people scattering from the small villiage in the woods. "It's her fault,"someone snarled at the sight of me, but no one stopped to blame me. Logan only growled at the person before dragging me through.

Before we could burst out of the panicked crowd, someone stopped us. "Logan, they're coming this way,"he said in a very controlled voice. I noticed the torches were being put out. Probaly to help hide from the vampires. "Run,"Logan told the man/werewolf. Then Logan turned to me,"I've got to go help fight them off, Ivy. You run as far away as possible. Promise me you won't come back until I find you." I nodded quickly,"I promise."

Hell, I wasn't coming back to nothing if I could help it. I'm going to find my way back home, away from this mass chaos! Logan shoved me in one direction and I started running. The only problem was the fact that the torches were being put out. This was making the area darker and darker. The stars were covered with black clouds and there wasn't a moon tonight. Before long, I was practically blind. Yet, I remembered what was in this direction: the training clearing.

From reflexes of my training, I started listening to my surroundings. I couldn't see a thing, but I knew if there was a tree in front of me or an animal crossing my path. From what I could tell, the werewolves had gone a different direction I had run off to. It seemed I was alone. I burst into the clearing, which I knew it had to be the training clearing because my bare feet had felt this ground everyday. Around this time, I heard the sound of leaves crackling. Someone was nearby.

Being cautious, I picked up a sword from the edge of the circle. The metal blade sharpened from its sheath. You see, I have no clue if it was just an animal, werewolf, vampire, or my paranoia. I walked into the middle of the clearing, holding the sword the way Logan had taught me. And then I heard movement, just swift movement from one place on the left side of me to another behind me. I turned around to face the small noise. Never keep your back on them.

Whoever it was moved to the right and I turned to follow them. And then I heard growling. Well, I'm human, I don't growl. So I scoffed and said,"Growl." Then there was the unmistakable sound of another sword being picked up from the edge of the circle. Perfect. Now I'm going to die for sure, but its ok. At least I won't see it coming. The sword was swung threatening once, but it wasn't anywhere near me. Just a prewarning. A distraction. A Vampire.

But being trained to ignore distractions, I heard the vampire move to a place behind me. I turned to face them. Just like that, I heard the sword slice into the air, almost hitting me. Didn't, though, another distraction. I heard the vampire move to the left, I turned to the left. The vampire swung, but at the same time I heard its foot swipe to knock me down. I ignored the sword and swiftly dodged the foot. Just like that, the distractions were put aside.

A vampire knows when a person has been trained against them.

I was suddenly jumping back from the blade of its sword. At one point, I ducked and swiped at the vampire. It jumped aside, but I followed by swinging the blade towards it. The vampire jumped back, then forward and swung the sword at me. I heard it in time to block it with my sword, but I didn't hear the foot coming at me. I was swiftly kicked in the side of my knee, and this caused my sword to drop slightly. I mean, I'm blind here, I can't stop everything.

Just then, I heard the foot swing towards me and turned to dodge it, but the vampire's sword easily slammed my sword out of my hands. It flew to the right side of the circle, disappearing in the darkness. My time was over, I'm dead. Yet, the vampire swiped at me with its blade and I backed up swiftly. Again, the sword swung. Again I backed up to save myself. The third time, the sword sliced the side of my neck, leaving a searing cut and causing me to back up into a tree.

I felt my choker fall from my neck, seeing as it had been sliced in half. Great. I closed my eyes, wincing at the feeling of my own blood seeping down my neck, and waited for the finishing attack. Instead, a hand grabbed my jaw, digging its fingers into my cheek furiously. My head was turned to the right, revealing my bleeding neck. And then the most disgusting thing happened. This idiot's tongue wiped over the cut, sending stinging pain down my back.

After a moment of wondering what the fuck was going on, a voice broke the silence. "So they haven't changed or killed you yet,"Daviel said, tightening his grip on my jaw. And suddenly I broke out a smile of relief. The person who I figured would kill me all along is going to kill me after all! "Eh,"Daviel said in distaste,"I almost looks as if you're happy to see me, Iveria." I couldn't actually scoff or anything, seeing as Daviel had a good hold on me, but if I could've, I would've.

"Why'd you have to destroy my choker,"I said with difficulty,"I love that thing." Daviel actually DID scoff and said,"For a moment there I couldn't tell if they had just changed you or what. Bleeding Christ, you stink of wolf and you could tell where I was the whole time. I figured you could see me or something." Oh, thanks. Was I that good? "Either way, I wouldn't be so relieved if I were you,"Daviel said. Before he could finish his reasoning, I said,"Because you're going to kill me while you can. Blah blah, so what."

I winced when he tightened his grip and then I reached up to put my hands on each side of his head. My hands spreaded over his cheeks and my fingertips traced the edge of his ears. "How about we fast forward pass the threats. I'll go to the part where I bat my eyelashes and beg for my life.,"I said, blindly batting my eyelids in fake begging. "Oh, please, dear scary, strong Mr. Daviel Orome,"I said in a high pitched voice,"PLEASE don't kill me. I'll do..." I breathed deeply to heave my chest forward and finished,"ANYTHING."

Oh my God, it took all of me to keep from bursting out laughing at my own ways. My ribs practically cracked, but I didn't even smirk in the slightest. Daviel then growled,"Oh, shut up and let's go." He let go of my face and I let go of his, but Daviel grabbed my hand. Without hesitation, he started dragging me through the trees. "Wait,"I said, stumbling over everything in my way,"They said there was more than one vampire here." I was still dragged on, though.

"There is,"Daviel said shortly. I winced, but went on,"They aren't going to kill anybody, are they?" They includes Logan. That's about it. I'm not too worried about anyone else, seeing as they didn't try to keep me from being killed. "I'm pretty sure they will,"Daviel stated without guilt,"I think they'll try and kill them all, as a matter of fact." I groaned and suddenly I was flung forward, tripping over a root. Daviel grabbed my upper arms and even though I couldn't see him, I could feel his suspicion.

"Why so worried about them? Did you fall in LOVE with one,"Daviel snarled with distaste. That's a complete lie. I never fell in love with Logan. He's just the only one who has been caring for me. I fell in CARE for him. But I only replied,"No." We must have not been very far from Daviel's house. Not two hours passed by before I was being shoved into the front yard of this familiar house. Jestin bursted through the front door of the house and came running towards us.