So this chapter starts with Allison's POV and then goes back in time to Cashile's POV (just like i promised) ;) THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR GETTING ME TO OVER 100 REVIEWS xoxo

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Chapter 14:

Allison:

It's cold in here, in this… cell. They told me to come here and wait. I tried to ask questions. Where's Cashile? Can I talk to someone? How long do I have before it happens? All of which were ignored as I was pushed along.

There was one light that dangled from the ceiling with a saucer around it, creating dark spots in the corner of the cement walls. Directly below the light was a bed that looked more like a sacrifice stone than anything else. The coldness of the stone bit at my bare legs as they touched the smooth surface.

I tapped my finger on my leg and looked around as if to find something new, or if something changed. Nothing did. The walls were still grey, cement, and plain.

As if it were planned, somebody's footsteps walked to the pace of my finger tapping. I got up and blindly pounded on the metal door (there wasn't even a window on the door).

"Excuse me!" I pounded harder as I heard the footsteps draw nearer. "Hello?" I yelled as closed my eyes in frustration.

This wasn't my choice. I never wanted to be a vampire. My future was chosen for me; the least I deserved was answers and no one would give them. I want more time.

I let my head sag against the door and it was only a matter of seconds before I felt tears streaming down my face. It's too soon. I'm not ready to become a vampire. I don't know if I'll ever be ready.

The door opened in a rush. I stepped back quickly, almost losing my balance. "Cashile." I breathed in relief. "I'm so glad they let you in. I've been so worried. Nobody has been telling anything." I told him in-between kisses.

Cashile tried to speak but I wouldn't let him; I can't let him go. I hugged him hard and didn't plan on letting him go anytime soon.

"I love you." He whispered into my ear. I was about to tell him I love him back but something was off. The way his breath blew too close to my neck. The way his body was tense. The way his emotions were nowhere close to mine when he entered the door.

Cashile wasn't here to wish me my last human goodbye; he was here to turn me.

His fangs sunk deep into the crook of my neck. I sucked in air in response, not expecting the pain so suddenly.

The loss of my blood made my knees buckle so Cashile grabbed me and carried me over to the cement slab I was sitting on earlier, all while biting my neck. As he leaned over me, he gave off a faint moan. I guess I could expect as much, he did drink my blood before all of this and to finally have it fresh… it must be exhilarating.

My vision started blurring and my head started spinning, black crept into my vision. I only got one glimpse of Cashile, red-eyed, fangs bared, and bloody before my vision blacked out completely.

. . .

Cashile:

One hour earlier

"You've got to be kidding me." I pushed the envelope that was in front of me off of the table.

"Not about this. I thought you would be happy." Viktor complied, looking at the envelope once more. "Wouldn't you rather it be you than someone else?"

Damn, he's right. "I'd rather it not be any one." I placed my elbows on the stainless steel table and ran my fingers through my hair. "When?" I asked, not fighting the inevitable.

Viktor looked at his expensive watch. "About an hour."

I sighed as I got up, but what I really wanted to do was scream. Allison didn't deserve to have her humanity taken away from her; it wasn't fair. She wasn't given a choice; she was forced here.

I was forced here, I thought as I walked through the hallways, passing already drunken vampires. Throughout the night there would be parties, celebrating the new vampires. A few of them bumped into me and I growled at them. They instantly backed off. They were so easily afraid of me, with all the crazy rumors they spread about me, about my power, it was easy to hide the truth from them.

"Jeff," I hollered at the guard at the feeding center. He nodded in response and opened the door for me. "Thank you." I mumbled.

I made my way through the all too familiar hallways and listened to the all too familiar screams. It smelled like sweat and metal and blood. I kept my eyes low, making sure not to make eye contact with any of the imprisoned humans. If I did I would see their pain and I would want to help. I would want to take them to The Cache, but it was simply too dangerous and we had little room left.

I opened the door. My mother's head snapped up and she shoved a book under her rickety mattress. "Oh honey, please knock next time." She placed her hand over her heart and carefully pulled the book back out from her mattress.

"Do I need to get you a new one again?" I asked, gesturing at the book. I normally bring her books from the library to keep herself occupied. No one ever noticed me because no one used the library, except for Allison; she saw me there.

"No," she said. "I like this one. I'm reading it again." She smiled. It was nice seeing her somewhat happy. I tried to smile back at her, but failed. "What is it?" she asked.

"Nothing."

She gave me a look. "I'm your mother. I know you and I know when something is wrong, I can feel it."

"It's Turning Day today."

"Is it? Already?" My mother shook her head. "I have no sense of time anymore." She looked at me with her tired eyes. "Why has that got you so worked up?"

"Allison was chosen."

"That's wonderful," she said. "Allison is too sweet to be locked up in here. Did her parents ever come and see her?"

"Yeah," I smiled, remembering the glow on Allison's face when she saw her family again. I liked seeing her happy, that's why I'm so hesitant to turn her; I don't want to see her happiness fade.

"That was nice of you to contact them and persuade them to come see her."

"It wasn't easy," I chuckled.

"Not many people trust vampires these days. It's hard to find quality ones like you and Viktor." She smiled warmly. "You take care of Allison, make sure she doesn't forget who she is." She reached out to put her hand on my knee, a loving gesture, but something caught my eye.

"What's this?" I asked, inspecting her wrist. Two fresh puncture wounds were just beginning to heal. I rubbed my fingers gently over them. I didn't do this. I've been too preoccupied with training, with Allison.

"I'm fine, Cashile."

"Who did this?" I asked, raising my voice more. Not only was it an unspoken law to feed from another vampire's donor—especially my rare AB negative donor—whoever did this, did this to my mother. I have to keep her safe.

My mother closed her eyes, fighting the urge to tell me who did this to her.

"Who?" I almost growled.

"Seth," she said, already regretting her decision. I let go of her wrist, white where my hand had been gripping it. "Please—"

My hand was already on the door. I turned around and tried to contain the anger that was building up inside of me. "I have to go."

"Don't do anything irrational." My mother pleaded.

I shot her a look. I know she means well, but I can take care of myself. "He made it personal, first with Allison, now with you. I have to do something irrational to make a point. It's the way the world works now." I said. Mother stood up and kissed me on the cheek. Without saying anything else I slammed the door behind me.

I trudged through the hallway, through the dining hall, and into the sleeping quarters until I found Seth. He was with a girl. Of Course.

"Cashile, I would say that I didn't expect you, but that would be a lie." A wicked smile crawled upon his face and he shooed the girl out of his room, leaving us alone. "You're lucky. AB negative blood is delicious. I can only imagine what it tastes like coming from a younger source."

I dug my fingernails into my hand and growled. "I told you to leave her alone."

"Allison? Yes, you did say that she was under your protection for the week, but your mother on the other hand, well, she's a free-for-all."

How did he know? We've been so careful. I tried to keep my facial expressions unchanged, but I didn't know if I succeeded. I can't give anything away; he could be testing me. "No, Joan is not your free-for-all."

"Well, considering her blood is so rare, she is designated toward you, but now that Allison has joined the compound you have two sources, so as long as I don't kill your mother nobody can do anything to stop me." He enunciated.

"Joan is not my mother." I stepped closer to him.

He let off an amused chuckle. "Well, I admit, you had me going there for a while. I was as gullible as the rest of the compound. Your mysterious appearance four years ago, your menacing power… I figured out your secret." Seth said with a viperous smile. "Joan is your mother, but then, who would be the father? Could it be the infamous Viktor?" he chuckled again, pleased that he found out my 'secrets'. "Yes, that does seem to make sense. He did turned you didn't he, also giving you some of his brute power? I always wondered why he favored you when he could be spending his time in more appropriate places, but no; you're his progeny. "

I was truly amused. It's so typical for a vampire to think they no everything, when they know nothing. "How did you know?" I asked, playing along.

Seth started picking at his fingers. "Believe me it wasn't easy. If any other vampire tried to catch on, they wouldn't, that's how hard it was to figure out—" he stopped mid sentence and studied me, cocked his head and began again. "No. I was wrong," he studied me more. "I was very, very wrong. I haven't figured it out at all, have I?"

I couldn't help but smile. "You never were the brightest."

Seth's upper lip curled up in a snarl and he lunged himself at me. I easily stepped to the side. He missed me completely. He whorled around and tried an attack again but once again his slow tactics were nothing compared to my fast ones.

I clutched his throated and carried him to the ground with me. His fangs were bared and his eyes were red with fury. "You know why nobody has figured me out yet because every vampire here—especially you—is too full of hubris. You'd never think something like me could come from where I came from, but I did, and now I'm out for revenge. It's been a spark inside of me for years, and guess what?" I squeezed harder around Seth's neck and he hissed. "You just let the spark turn into a burning, raging fire, and you'll be the first to burn." I let go of his neck and sped out the door.

By the time I reached the Turning Cells I had cooled down. What have I done? He's going to figure me out. Everything I've worked for will be ruined. It has taken me 12 years and to ruin it when I was so close…I'm an idiot.

To make my life even better I had to go turn Allison. I wanted to scream. I didn't even get the chance to tell her that I was the one turning her. I can see it now: I'm going to find her alone in her turning cell and she will be excited that I got to see her. Just like I promised.

Fuck.

After stalling myself for as long as I could, I walked forward. The heel of my boot was echoing loudly off of the cement walls. I passed other holding cells and I could hear and smell the transition happening. The blood was intoxicating; the smell was traveling through the entire hallway. I had to keep reminding myself to keep moving forward even though the blood beaconed me.

I stopped in front of Allison's door. My hand paused on the handle, but I finally gained enough strength to open it.

The suddenness of the door opening almost knocked her to her feet. Clumsiness: a trait she'll lose soon.

"Cashile," she sighed and hugged me. She began kissing me, but I didn't enjoy it. I felt like a traitor. "I'm so glad they let you in. I've been so worried. Nobody has been telling anything."

I couldn't meet her eyes. I hugged her close to me and let my head fall near the soft crook of her neck. I breathed in her sweet scent. That lost me; I couldn't wait any longer. "I love you." I whispered apologetically and bit into her flesh.

She gasped, but I barely heard her, all I could think about was her blood as it rushed into my mouth. Sweet, warm, fresh. For years I fed off of her blood but it was old and stale. Not now, now it was full of energy and pulsing with life.

Her legs started to buckle from the loss of blood. As I carried her over to the table I made sure not to waste a drop of blood. Damn, this is a hundred times better than I ever expected. Involuntarily, I moaned as I continued to drink her life force.

I listened to her heart as it slowed, reminding me that I had to stop. I lifted my mouth from her neck just in time to see her eyes flutter shut.

Without wasting any time I bit my wrist and held it over her mouth. Scarlet drops fell from my wrist and onto her lips. No response. "Come on, Allison." I pleaded. I could hear her heartbeat slow. If she didn't take my blood soon I would lose her. "I can't go on without you." More drops fell.

Allison's tongue flicked out and sampled the blood. Seconds went by that felt like minutes before she reached out and grabbed my wrist and pulled it to her mouth. I breathed a sigh of relief. "Welcome back."

She moaned as she tasted blood for the first time. I couldn't help but smile at her; she's so beautiful. She looked up at me, her eyes no longer brown, but red. She shut them again as she drank.

I was wrong before; her life isn't over. I'm going to make it work. We are going to make the best of it for as long as we can. I vow it.

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