New chapter. Don't hate me for what happens. I hope you like it. Please review, it would be appreciated. Please, please, please review!

:)Natalie

Vampires can't be drugged, she thought, confused. She held onto Braiden with all her might.

"Braiden," she whispered, "Bradien please wake up. I need you." She started to cry, which was not something she did normally. She felt like she was there where everyone could see her. Anyone could stake her through the back if they dared, because she was so focused on Braiden. What if something was really wrong? She couldn't know. Vampires don't get sick; they are always in top health. Asha didn't understand why he wasn't waking up. Why his thoughts where so muddled not even a dream was coming through, which was something they easily shared. She tried to shock him awake with her touch, she pulled at they're silver cord that connected them. She screamed in his ear like whole entire world was on fire, not only the car in front of them. He wasn't waking up. She started to give up, and she laid her head on his chest and listened for his heart beat. It was still going strong, beating fast like he was running a marathon. He was alive, but for how long? She felt more tears in her eyes.

"I love you, Braiden," she moaned into his damp shirt. She couldn't believe she felt so alone. Her parents were gone, and her one true love wasn't waking up and she had no way to take him anywhere to get help, "I don't understand how you are sick." She cried again.

"Your mate isn't all vampire," came suddenly from the darkness behind her.

Asha jumped into the air at the first of hearing the other woman's voice. She flipped and landed in a defensive stance in front of Braiden, her vampire teeth sprung forward, translucent and deadly.

The woman came into view, the fire lighting up her face like she was in the middle of the fire. Her hair floated in a cloud around her black, curly and so long it would have been dragging on the ground. Asha could see her beautiful face, she looked like an angel, but her full lips were turned up into a smile that wasn't sweet and wholesome, but predatory and deadly… and evil. Everything about her screamed run away and hide! Asha noticed her eyes and couldn't breathe; she had color changing eyes like Asha. So, they had to be related and she had to be a vampire. They were blood red leaning towards black, they screamed evil.

"What do you mean?" Asha spat towards the woman, her heroism was just an act, her insides were quivering, she was scared to all hell.

"You're mate is a half blood," she laughed manically, "You couldn't tell when you smelled his blood? Has Ash taught you nothing?"

"Of cour—" she started, but recognition dawned on her like a ton of trees. She knew Asha's father's name, but not only that she said it like she knew Ash. Personally. That was not possible. Her parents were open with her. She knew everything about both of them. And her father told her that there was no other female in their family with the color changing eyes. No one. He lied? "You knew my father?" She asked her voice full of venom, the thought of her parents gave her vigor. If she knew them, she might know where.

"I know your father," she laughed, "What a charming man. Oh, and your mother, she has such a lady-like mouth on her, I was sad to be introduced to his bride."

"Where. Are. They." She didn't say it like a question more like a demand, not one of her muscles in her body had moved, she was staring at the woman, trying to kill her with her mind, such a thing was useless.

"This is a demand, Asha," Asha growled at the sound of her name, the woman ignored it, "Come with me. Now if you do not I will stake him through the heart. I will kill your family. I will leave you alone to rot. Like they left me to!"

"What did I ever do to you!" She screamed, at her, she was horrified at how calmly the woman could threaten her; no vampire could be that smooth with so much vengeance towards another vampire. It was unheard of, the world was good now. No one hated, everything was supposed to be okay. That was what she was brought up to believe!

"That's for me to know," The woman laughed, her voice was pure evil. Nothing Asha had ever heard before, "And you to forget," She moved closer to Asha, her words reached her mind almost like it skipped her ear and every syllable stung her brain like snake venom seeping it's way through, "You don't need him, you're parents didn't even want you to see him."

"I don't?" she asked, confused, she looked down at the boy behind her with narrow eyes. She knew him, she needed him. She loved him, and she wasn't someone to love people. She loved her parents, she cared for her public, did she really love him? There was a seed of doubt in her mind.

"No, sweetheart." Asha turned around to look at the woman and gasped. In her place was Asha's mother. Her eyes were beautiful and shining blue. Her hair had its normal look to it. Shoulder length brown and shiny. She walked forward with a slinky walk that was not habitual. But she didn't note this in time, it was too late. She was running towards her mother like a scared lost puppy to their owner, "Baby, you don't need him, he's not good enough for you. You know that, you feel that deep in your heart."

"But… I love him," the words had pointed tips, cutting their way up her throat. Punishing her for even thinking to utter them.

"No you don't," She said, her voice like iron, "He is nothing to you or to me. He only wants to take over Rasha. I told you he was nothing but trouble. You hate him." The words her mother spoke struck a cord in her. Asha looked at the silver cord that was pulling her towards the boy on the ground. What was his name again? Soon it snapped, disappeared. It seemed like it was never there. Was he dead? No he was breathing. She could see his chest rise and fall like any other person, but she couldn't remember why he was so important. Where did Asha know him from? Don't forget! She heard a strange voice in her mind say, but what it was saying didn't mean anything, she didn't forget anything, her photographic memory held everything. So, if you don't remember nothing happened, right? A voice reasoned in her head, it almost sounded like her own inner voice, but the words seemed hopeful, almost forced. They sounded right, so they had to be right, right?

"Y-you're right," Asha sighed, hugging her mother. Her waist was skinnier and her chest larger than what it should have been, but Asha didn't note this either, "Can we go home? Where is dad?"

"We're going home," The woman said in Asha's arms, "Daddy is already there. Would you pick up that half-breed so we can take him to our prison chambers? He's an intruder on our soil. I don't much like intruders."

"Yes mother." Asha said, she picked up the rat of a boy that she had behind her; she couldn't remember why she was even close to him. He was Derican. They wanted to ruin her country.

Nemi laughed, her form changed as she walked behind Asha, she was her true form, dark hair to the ground and evil color changing eyes.

Review! I hope this wasn't too confusing. It makes more sense next chapter!