TheDarkestShinobi: I'm BAACKKK. I haven't been here in a while and I totally forgot where this story was going, but I made a promise to myself today to write some chapters for my unfinished stories and here I am!

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ZOEY-Zoey drink

Open your eyes

What are you doing? You gotta wake up

Zoey-Love

You gotta get up

Open- Eyes-Now

I heard distant voices, all in the background and a loud whistle over everything. I was very tired, but I wasn't even up yet. I couldn't be awake, no. It all felt foggy and muddled and I can't-can't. Something. They're still shouting, and I only hear it over the whistle sometimes. There's something. I can't. Oh I'm so hungry, and thirsty.

"Open your eyes" This voice is clear and crisp and Kalona's. The room I'm in is not my own, but it does belong to a student.

There is still a buzz. I see Heath, oh my beautiful talented Heath. Oh I really do love him. He cares about me so much. I think I'm smiling, because he pauses in his motions to smile at me. He resumes quickly. He's fretting over me and suddenly there is red and he smells delicious.

Gotta drink Zo, co-co-come on!

And he's jumping across my vision. Unless there were three heath's in existence. He is delicious as he drips on my lips, and I lick them but don't do much else. I can feel my heart thudding now and my throat burns in a good way.

My stomach is warming now, but all too quickly is cold again.

"Drink." I hear his voice again and only then to I raise my head to attach my lips to his neck. My head was a lot heavier than I thought. "Drink." The voice repeats and a moan rips from me as I take in more of the liquid heaven. I can feel it like an explosion. Suddenly I'm warm and happy and alive. I feel his arms around me and wrap mine around him. Oh my heath, he's home. The tone seems to fade and the world becomes clear again. I take more and more. The world was righting itself and I could feel his heartbeat on my tongue. We were both alive and well.

This was good. I should stop now. I did one long final suck.

"Drink him dry."

And then I couldn't stop.

I didn't stop until my back hit the mattress. Aphrodite was on top of me, pinning me down. She was shouting something, but I couldn't hear her. Fog, it was all a fog. No. Give me Heath. He made it all right again. The world righted itself with a loud slap and it took a moment for the pain to settle in and for me to realize I'd been slapped. I panted, breathing in fresh air for the first time in what felt like forever.

I blinked maybe 20 times before I had bearings. Aphrodite had gotten off of me 12 blinks ago. I sat up. Whoa. Must've been too quick, I'm dizzy again. Heath is pale, but he's gaining color quickly and the cut already seems to be gone. I narrowed my eyes as my head came forward trying to see better. That's really weird. The cut is gone.

Heath comes back to me and I notice Darius and Shaunee are here too. Erin walks in with some food which I am more than happy to take from her.

"Zoey." I look up, food still hanging from my mouth. Darius doesn't mention it "In your own words, what happened to you." I tensed and Heath's fingers started rubbing soothing circles on my arm. I took a deep breath as I placed the food back on the plate.

I told them about trying to escape and my gaurds. I told them about the fight with Neferet, about being beat and dragged away. I cried as I went on, but I couldn't stop. I told them about feeling insane and lonely in the room. My imprint was gone. Heath was holding me tighter but I didn't care because something had been done to break it and I hadn't done a thing. Later. All time for that later. I told them about Kalona.

I told them too much about Kalona.

It was word vomit, as mean girls would say, just pouring out of me one I opened the gate. I cried and I sobbed and I confessed.

"He's evil." I looked up into Aphrodite's eyes hoping she would be able to make me feel better. She drew her head back from me.

"You love him." She didn't ask and I didn't answer. Did I? Aya did, that part of me that was her did, but did I. I felt Heath's arm loosen and my heart sunk, but we were for later. My head shook before I knew it, and I let my fingers play with themselves.

"I don't." And it was a relief to realize that. Aya had been stronger than I was in the land of my dreams, but out here I knew what I wanted. It felt like bags of sand had been lifted off my chest.

"There is a part of me, Kalona says it is Aya, that desires him, as I am her reincarnation." I confessed. "but I don't."

My head started to hurt so I clenched it in my hands. "It feels like I'm being split in two." And that was the God's to honest truth. "I've told him to leave so many times, but she tells him to stay and I-" I stopped suddenly because my heart was in my toes. Something was very, very wrong. The pain vanished as I looked up to Heath.

The fire in me swirled around my fingertips in an odd way. Heath watched me watch him, but he didn't say a word. Nothing seemed different. He shifted and I saw a red and black tattoo on his arm. He rubbed it.

"There is another." I searched his eyes for a meaning. "Nyx has gifted you," he continued "and I have been gifted by the sun god, Kita." I let out a gasp.

"That broke our imprint." He nodded looking down and I swallowed a bit before rubbing my neck. "He told me you would burn me." I looked away from him. "That he wouldn't let you burn me," yet it felt like I would burn him with the way the fire still danced in my fingers. It was an odd sensation, almost playful.

"Kira told me Kalona would try to take you from me." That was true; it was so true and Kalona came so close that I had to wonder if he was right about Heath.

"Zo, I would never-" The rest of his thoughts are cut off as he grabs my arm and turns into a big gray wolf with bright red eyes.

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"What are you doing here?" Kira gazed down to her from his spot. The smile on his face would brighten the world if Nyx weren't between them. He came to her level quickly as energetic as she remembered him. It should bring her anger, not fondness.

"I'm always here!" His face softened a bit. "You came to me."

"Yes. It's planned, I keep to my schedules." She frowned slightly.

"Speaking of all your plans, you have rules." His voice was reprimanding at best. She winced. "I thought you never interfered with free will."

"It's my choice." She defended calmly. She could already see him calming, his bouncing stilled. At the same time, she was feeling a bit riled. "I couldn't let her choose the sun and get burned."

Their eyes locked. The air around them charged. Her long flowing black dress began to rise in the wind. Her hair seemed to come alive. He stood completely still.

"Night needs her sun." He said as calmly as he could, but it still echoed and his eyes fell to her body before coming back, pausing at her lips and meeting her eyes.

"No. She doesn't." Instead of fighting with her, his words were no match for hers; he grabbed her fingers softly with his. He was a man of action.

It was as if she hadn't been living all these years. His warmth flooded her and brought a rosy color to her cheeks. Her chest caved as if she couldn't breathe before and her eyes opened wider. Her hand was so warm in his and her heart was racing. She closed her eyes and took a breath. She should've taken her hand back, snatched it away, but the feeling was something she missed. The warmth. The love.

The life.

She could remember what got her in trouble all those years ago and why she willingly ran blindly into it.

"You've always needed me." He spoke, and his voice sounded deeper when he wasn't shouting. His eyes relaxed and every tension left him. "Your very energy is a reflection of mine." The fingers trailed up her pale arm to her elbow before tenderly wrapping around it. "Your people need the blood of mine to survive." She placed her hand against his dark chest and stared at them. She had so many reasons why this was a bad idea but the feel of him against her was bliss.

"She made you from me, to be my other half." Her hand straightened putting distance between them. He let go of her and felt the wind pushing him back. Still, she didn't remove her hand from his chest.

"Don't act like your better than me." Her voice was low and he shook his head.

"I'm not."

"I am peace." The wind died down. "I am serenity. I offer control."

"I could never deny that." He could stand still with her for eons right now, when it was impossible to focus without her. It felt like the years just became clear, and he walked about in a hurried daze.

"Even that boy, the one you took from me needs my girl to control what you gave him."

"You've always controlled me."

She could very easily think of a time she hadn't.

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