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My eyes slowly fluttered open, it was no surprise that Shane wasn't there when I woke up but still half of me hoped he would still be there.
I quickly got ready and began to make my way downstairs while tying my hair back.
"Do you want any breakfast?" Nathan asked from the bottom of the grand stairs, I still felt rage when I looked at him but no matter what, you can never call the man ugly.
His good looks only annoyed me even more, how could someone so horrible be so good looking?
I ignored him and made my way to the kitchen myself, our cook was frying something. I went for the bowl full of fruit and grabbed an apple.
"You're not just having an apple for breakfast." The new cook said with her voice stern, filled with a thick spanish accent.
Her stern attitude surprised me, none of other cooks have spoken to us like that before.
"No quiero nada, gracias."
She turned to me this time.
"You will want something, your tiny, you're definitely eating something, come on chica, sit." She pulled out a chair for me, I looked at her before sitting in it.
She laid a plate in front of me which had fried eggs on toast.
"Um..." I began.
"Don't tell me this isn't good for your training or whatever, my son, he did training and he had this every morning, strong boy now."
I didn't want to question the woman, she seemed nice.
I began tucking in to my breakfast she watched me as I ate the whole thing.
I pushed the plate towards her and got up from my sit.
"Gracias."
She gave me a warm smile and threw me the apple I grabbed from earlier. I looked at it, obvious that I didn't want to eat it but she raised an eyebrow to me as if to say I had to.
I began taking bites out of my apple on my way to training.
As I walked passed the front doors there was a knock.
"I'll get it!"
I turned to door knob and opened the door.
"Amelia Dashkorov." A man in a black suit said.
I leaned against the huge door frame.
"Who's asking?"
He pulled a gun out of his suit jacket and held it to my head. His speed was unbelievable.
"The Hunters Council."
I quickly ducked my head and hit the gun out of his hand, and upper cutted him. Closing the front door. As I did a bullet went straight through the thick door, inches away from my head. They had a sniper.
I quickly ran through to the kitchen and grabbed the cook by the arm pulling her along with me.
"What's going?" She asked worried.
"The council are here. I need you to run and hide, and stay away from every window and door, understand?"
She looked at me for a moment, then turned to the cabinet next to us, surprisingly pulled out a gun and loaded it.
"Cuidado." She said as she snuck off.
I quickly crawled around the house turning any noisy electrical on, they obviously had the house bugged, and if I found the others I didn't want them to know what we were up to next.
I quickly went up the grand staircase and went up the west wing, I looked over the balcony and saw hunters had smashed through the huge double doors at the front of the house, they pointed their guns at me.
I quickly went behind a pillar as they shot at me, a few moments the shooting suddenly stopped. The hunters were dead on the floor, I looked at the opposite balcony to see Shane and Matthews with their own guns.
Hunters spilt through the manor again, more this time. I looked at the two men, worried. Shane reached behind me and threw dual guns towards me.
Everything slowed down around me. The guns were slowly flying in the air, my eyes focused on them, somehow I could see every detail of them, the engraved swirls on them and our hunters symbol on the handles. I knew the guns wouldn't get to me I had to jump it, but if I did I wouldn't be able to land on the chandelier like I needed to do, it would be impossible.
"Jump." I heard the silent whisper in my head.
I put one foot on the balcony and kicked off, easily catching the guns in each hand. My eyes now averted to the chandelier and I landed on it. I quickly gained my balance on it and began shooting the hunters, killing them fast.
Every time we killed them off, more would come through. I began hearing the chain being shot at I knew I had to get off here fast.
"Mia!" I turned my head and heard Nathan.
"You need to jump! I will catch you."
Trust was a big issue between us both, but it was either letting the chandelier crush me or falling.
I began rocking the chandelier, trying to make the jump as small as possible, but the rocking just made the chandelier snap.
I could feel myself falling, but suddenly I was on the opposite side with Shane crouched over me.
"How the fuck did you make that jump?."
My eyes began to focus again.
"I..."
"You were so fast, it wasn't human."
The questions were more to himself than me.
"I-it was like my body was taking control, I can't explain it."
Shane looked at me, then in a split second he pushed me down on the ground, a bullet had just missed me again.
"how did you do that?"
He looked at me, his eyebrows knitted together with fascination.
"You could hear the bullet." The words escaped my mouth it was like as if it wasn't me.
He looked at me surprised, pulled me up on my feet.
"We need to surrender, this isn't going to end well, someone is going to die."
I looked at the dead bodies around us.
Too late for that.
"Stop!" We heard someone yell.
I looked down and groaned.
Shit, Why the fuck her?
Carmen had the gun to our Spanish cooks head.
"Wait, Carmen put it down!"
Carmen looked up and smiled, the scar on her cheek bone moving.
Carmen was the bitch in my hunters lessons, she would always try to compare to me, she tried to beat me at everything. One thing she did beat me at was being a complete and utter bitch and of course being a better lover... Well, that's what Nathan thought.
As I travelled down the stairs I could see her more clearly.
She was still petite, I'm going to admit that I was always jealous of Carmen for one thing, and that's because her breasts were always big, and mine wasn't, she was kind of every mans dream. Her long blonde hair plaited back, with her tattoo on display and her big brown eyes full of hatred... Fun.
We stood opposite each other, she slowly lowered the gun.
"All these people you have killed, its disgusting." She said, her spanish accent was vague compared to the cooks, but still noticeable.
The other hunters surrounded me quickly and began to tie my hands with cuffs and the rest of us.
"Let's go!" A hunter said pushing me towards the van.
We all got into a blacked out van, all sitting facing each other.
Shane's expressions was blank where as Nathan kept looking at me worried.
Carmen stepped into the van with a suitcase.
"Well, you all look well. Especially you Shane." She said in a flirtatious manner, Shane growled at her, sounding inhuman.
She knelt in front of Shane and began stroking the side of his face.
"Oh, don't worry honey. I'll look after you." She then gave him a peck on his cheek.
She pulled out a pendant from her pocket and hung it up. She then left the van closing the doors behind her.
Nathan had his eyes closed as the van begun to move.
"I'm surprised your not planning on escaping." Said Shane.
"I'm not going to let anyone else get hurt."
He smirked.
"Why not? You run away from everything, you're a runner."
I shot him a look.
"Says the one who ran straight after mum died, living his family to pick up the pieces."
"Don't." He warned.
"Leave her alone, don't blame everything on her." Nathan said to my surprise.
"Fuck off man. You don't care about her so don't pretend to."
"Really? Well you don't seem to care about her either, going missing for years, yeah Shane, so caring."
"At least I wasn't screwing that Spanish bitch 'cause my girlfriend didn't want to fuck me all the time."
My cheeks began to redden on the subject.
"Why don't you both just shut the fuck up!"
We stayed silence for the rest of the journey.
We felt the van stop, men came into the van and blind folded us.
We were led down a hall, old fashioned. This place must have been built a while back, there was no signs of modernity at all. They took the blind folds off. A man in a suit stood before us.
"When you are in there none of you shall not disrespect the Elders, do you understand?"
We all looked at him and nodded. Carmen came behind me and led me through the double door.
The room was huge with the 4 Elders on four thrones, and a load of other people sat all round the room. They all began to whisper as soon as I entered the room, Carmen led me up to the platform and pushed me down to my knees. I stared down at the marble floor.
You never met the Elders unless you we're in trouble, I knew I was in deep shit especially if I was called by the Elders.
"Amelia Dashkorov, 19, foster daughter of Nikolay Dashkorov."
I closed my eyes, waiting for what they were going to do next.
"Un cuff her."
When my hands were released, I rubbed my wrists keeping my head down.
"Stand up."
I did as they said.
"We wish to look at you when we talk to you Miss Dashkorov"
I looked up at the elders, something about them seemed odd, they didn't look human at all.
That's when it hit me, they were all vampires. I thought I had to be wrong but they were. The creatures we were tracking down and killing were our bosses.
"Why the sudden look on your face Miss Dashkorov?" One of the woman elders said.
"I didn't realise you were all vampires." I admitted.
The looked at each other.
"Well, let's get straight to business." She began.
The older vampire adjusted himself in his throne.
"Ever since you have left your hunters you have worked for vampires, been with them, seduced them and at the moment you are helping them."
"This is ridiculous she is being trialled for being round vampires yet our organisation is run by them? That's bullshit!" Nathan surprised me, I didn't expect him to stick up for me like that.
The woman turned to him, with a hard look.
"If I was you I would be quiet."
She looked at me, her gaze not changing.
"You will be punished by having the mark of shame, if you dare persist we will torture your brother, understand?"
I looked over at Shane who stared at the ground.
"She will also be punished by her mark being display for the world to see her old identity which she disgraced, we want the world to know who you have shamed." One of the men chimed in.
Carmen pushed my head forward as she waited for guards to arrive. I held back my tears as I heard the snipping noises of the scissors and watched my long locks fall to the ground.
My mother always use to tell me to never cut my hair, she said I reminded her of repunzel, she would plait it for me every morning and never forget to tell me how much she loves playing with it. It felt like another piece of my mother was being taken away.
Once the snipping had stopped I began to feel the breeze at the back of my neck from the lack of hair.
I felt Carmens breathing on my ear as she whispered.
"You deserve everything your getting, you stupid little whore."
I snickered.
"Says the one who shagged someone elses boyfriend."
She shoved me to the ground and climbed on my back, pinning me.
A man pushed up my sleeve and begun to tattoo the Symbol of disgrace into my inner forearm, I winced at the roughness of the tattooing, it stung.
This symbol was different from my other, my other one had swirls and it was elegant looking, this one was bigger, was more sharp, and it seemed almost aggressive.
The men dragged me out of the council room and left me in the lobby.
"You may leave and never come back Amelia." One of the men said.
I slowly got up from the floor. People in the lobby watching me, I was embarrassed and bruised. I walked out of the doors, not even saying good bye to my family. I kept walking till I found the main road, I waited to the side of it and waited to hitch a ride like I did for the first time when I went back to Bon Temps.