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Chapter 12
Raven's Point of View
"Raven? Will you be home for dinner or should I save you left overs?" My mother asked as she poked her head into my room. I looked up at her, but didn't say anything. "Honey, are you alright?" She walked into my room and closed the door behind her. I sat up on my bed holding my pillow as she sat down next to me. "We may not talk much and we may not share the same interests but I am here if you ever need to talk. You'll always be my little girl." my mother hugged me tight and I held her back.
"I'm sorry, mom, I don't know what's wrong with me. One moment I'm fine and the next I'm not. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before and it's freaking me out."
"You? Freaked out?" She laughed. "If there is one thing I know about you, it's that you don't scare easily. You may be lots of things; stubborn, sensitive, radical..."
I gave her a look.
She laughed.
"...And you are strong, Raven. Whatever problem or issue you're facing I know you can get through it easily. You're not stubborn and radical for nothing."
"You also said sensitive." I gave her a pout.
"And that's what makes you the sweet and caring Raven I know you to be."
I may not have filled her in on my life story, but mothers do know exactly the right things to say, even if they know nothing of the situation. At this moment, I was happy I was a part of this family. True, they weren't Cassandra or Constantine, but they were mine. And I wouldn't trade the for anything or anyone.
It's times like these that my head begins to clear and I know what I have to do.
But first, I have to see Trevor.
Trevor's Point of View
I was studying in my room for the semester exams when I heard a bicyclist peddling by. It was strange because no one in this town bikes anywhere.
We all have cars.
"Trevor! You're got company!" My mother called from downstairs. I grumbled. Matt knows to call when he's coming over.
I walked down the stairs and tuned the corner when spotted Raven sitting on my couch talking to my mother.
"I'm so happy to see you Raven. It's been a while since you've been by. How is Alexander doing?"
"He's fine Mrs. Mitchell, thank you for asking."
"That's good, oh and here he is. I'll leave you two alone."
My mother left the room and went upstairs leaving me and Raven in an uncomfortable silence. I approached the couch and sat across from her.
The silence stretched on. I could tell she wanted to say something, she started to but then stopped. I did the same.
Raven let out a loud sigh and finally broke the ice.
"I know we have nothing to talk about and possibly no reason for me even being her, but there are things going on that I think we could use each others help. I haven't told Alexander about what happened that night but I will. But I'd feel better about it if you came with me to tell him. I don't know if you know what I'm talking about but I've felt it. Something's not right. And I was hoping that you... Felt it too."
She slouched like she had let go a large burden that was tugging on her shoulders.
I looked up the stairs and turned back to her.
"Let's go for a drive."
She looked into my eyes and nodded.
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Alexander's Point of View
Raven didn't show up at the mansion tonight.
Even still, this allowed me the freedom of doing what I needed to.
I made my way to the cemetery and placed fresh flowers by my grandmother's grave. As I sat kneeling in front of the massive monument a figure appeared beside me, a vampire named Ditron.
"I've brought what you've asked for." He said and multiple figures began appearing all around us. "They're here to help your cause and will gladly follow you to do it."
I nodded to him. "Thank you, my friend. I know these last years have not been kind to us, but it will change very soon."
The figures were vampires, dozens of them. These vampires, for one reason or another, fled Romania; and it's these vampires I will count on to go back.
I stood and faced all the different vampires from old to young. "Are you ready to face the dangers from this journey? I will not lie; some or most of you will die in the process." Neither vampire flinched nor backed down. "Then come, we must combine our powers and unite our strength if we should prevail."
I grasped a sliver blade Ditron handed to me along with a goblet. I cut my forearm and allowed the blood to ooze into the goblet and passed it around. Each vampire did the same, in the end we will have a full goblet with each vampires' blood. With a simple incantation along with the intake of the blood, we will be connected metaphysically.
This isn't the beginning to my plans, this is just the final stage to this story's rising action; gathering my army.
The climax is only the beginning.
Mathias' Point of View
"Are you completely positive this a good idea?" I asked for the thousandth time as Jagger and I sat in the front seat of his hearse.
"If you ask that question one more time, I swear I'll-"
"Do what? Hurt me? Kill me? Or just veer off the road and leave me here to rot and die?" I roared with laughter. "My dear cousin, I cannot die no matter how hard you try."
"Then just shut up! I'm trying to drive."
"I know telling you was something I probably shouldn't have done but I know it would have just made things so much more exciting!" I tapped my finger together, giddy like a little school girl.
"You're a mad man!"
"No, 'mad' is driving that the speed limit you are driving at. I'm merely looking out for my benefit in all of this." I waved my hand in the air. "I still can't believe you summoned them." I motioned to the two coffins in the back of the hearse. "And here I thought you would call in the calvary."
"Believe it or not, they are the calvary, and I have called for others. Although these two were the only ones who could get here this fast. Just be patient, the others will be here shortly. Although, if were you, I would get as far away from all this as I can. You did have a part in this messed up agenda Alexander is plotting." Jagger hissed.
"My, my. Those people are so temper-mental. I at least had the gall to help and this is how they repay me? Wanting to chase me down like a dog. I'm two times the age of half of those twits and yet they control all of Romania. Where's the justice in that?" I huffed.
"You can ask them when they get here." Jagger said. "Now, shut up."
Jagger's Point of view
We were just a few miles from Alexander's home when a red corvette passed me. As I glared at the asshole driving I noticed a very pale skinned girl with pitch black hair. It was Raven and for once she wasn't riding shotgun with Alexander, she was riding with Trevor.
"When the hell did that happen?" I said out loud.
"What was that?" Mathias asked.
I ignored him and moved up alongside Trevor and honked my horn. Raven saw me and shock overcame her face. I could tell she was telling Trevor to speed up, but instead he pulled over.
A very confused Trevor stepped out of the car as a very angry Raven stayed in it.
"Hey, Jagger, what are you doing here?" he asked as he walked over to me.
"I could ask you the same thing, and with Raven of all people." I said to him.
Mathias got out of the car and came over to us.
Recognition crossed both their faces and Trevor got into a defensive stance as Mathias just smiled.
"Jagger, what is he doing here? Do you have any idea what he did? Or who he is?" he yelled.
I turned to glare at Mathias but he just kept on smiling. "I think there might be something you forgot to mention, Mathias." I crossed my arms over my chest. "You better explain or else I will not help you at all in this situation with Alexander." I warned.
Trevor had a confused look on his face but it was Raven who spoke the words Jagger knew he was thinking.
"What about Alexander?" She asked as she stepped out of the car. She walked passed Trevor, who tried to catch her arm, walked up to me and Mathias both and stared us straight in the eyes. She sure did have guts.
I couldn't quite tell her what I had learned. I may have disliked her and yeah, tried to lure her to be mine, but that doesn't mean that I hated her enough to tell her the horrible truth. Thankfully, Mathias did that for me.
He leaned down so their faces were even with each others.
"Alexander isn't who you think he is."
