Scarlet's parents were stand either side of Clark, clearly unhypnotized, but not angry. Mrs A-Star looked as if she had been crying.
"We're so sorry we didn't believe you Scarlet." she sobbed. Clark sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Aw. How very sweet." he mocked. He then pulled out a stake and staked her then Scarlet's father. "Stupid half fangs." Clark snapped. "Got that from Amelia head as well." he randomly added.
"Scarlet get out of here!" Amelia warned. Scarlet stood still staring at the ash on the floor, that was her parents.
"But ..." Scarlet tried to argue. Clark edged nearer to them.
"NOW!" Amelia yelled. Scarlet snapped out of her shock and ran down the stairs with Amelia. However when they were meters from the door Clark whooshed in front of them. They tried to run, but Clark grabbed them and used vampire speed to tie them both to chairs. He pulled Scarlet's chair in front of Amelia so she would be able to see everything he did.
"Tut tut tut." Clark began. "Both your parents being half fangs, makes you and Dimidius." Clark explained, in a ashamed manner.
"Leave her alone!" Amelia snapped, trying to wriggle free, even through deep down she knew this would never happen.
"Erm . . . NO!" Clark snapped in replie, just before he got out a knife and cut Scarlet's leg. He then tore her trousers from the cut he just made, got a salt shaker from his small bag that was on him and sprinkled half of it on the cut. Scarlet screamed. Clark continued cutting Scarlet all over her body and poring salt over each one. Scarlet was screaming and screaming.
"Stop please!" Amelia begged, over and over again.
"Amelia help me! Make him stop!" Scarlet yelled between screams.
"I'm trying!" Amelia yelled back every time, still trying to wriggle free. Clark was now cutting the rope with his knife as well as Scarlet. However she was now bleeding and in to much pain to try and run away. Clark's bag was full of salt shakers which he kept pouring onto Scarlet's wounds.
"Amelia help me!" Scarlet yelled, while crying in pain.
"I can't. I'm sorry." Amelia replied. She turned her head unable to look any longer. "Scarlet, Scarlet, Scarlet." Amelia kept muttering, as if it was some magic spell that would turn the clock, so Amelia would be able to get Scarlet and her parents to safety. Then Clark came up to Amelia and untied her. Amelia looked at Scarlet. No one could help her. She was dying. Amelia jumped from the chair and went by Scarlet's side. "Oh god. I'm so sorry." Amelia said holding back the tears, because she knew whatever her father was planning to do to her tonight crying would make it worse.
"I'm dying." Scarlet painfully, croaked.
"Don't be stupid!" Amelia snapped. She took hold of Scarlet's hand. "Your not dying." Amelia reported, in a more calm tone.
"I am! Don't lie to yourself!" she pleased.
"What a touching scene." Clark said sarcastically.
"Don't die on me Scarlet." Amelia begged.
"Never forgive him for what he has done to you. I wish I had never met you Amelia Southenra." Scarlet croaked, looking Amelia in the eyes, while the sapphires closed.
"No, no, no. NO!" Amelia screamed in grief. "Don't die! DON'T DIE!" she yelled. "SCARLET! SCARLET!" she roared in grief, shaking her shoulder, while still holding Scarlet's hand with her left. Amelia's eyes watered. 'No! Don't cry you'll make it worse, for yourself.' She sat up staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body.
"This is what you get for opening your big mouth." Clark said, as if all that had happened was her badmouthing her father. "Don't make the same mistake twice." he threatened. Clark whooshed away. But Amelia stayed were she was staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body.
A hour later . . .
Amelia was still sitting there, just staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body.
Two hours later . . .
Amelia was still sitting there, just staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body.
4 hours later . . .
Amelia was still sitting there, just staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body.
3 hours before dawn . . .
Amelia was still sitting there, just staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body.
"Why does Amelia's friend's house smell of a young vampire's blood?" Lucy asked herself. Then she saw Amelia. "Amelia what on earth are you doing here?" she snapped. She saw Scarlet's body. "Oh. Amelia I'm so sorry. She was your only friend I know." Lucy begun not knowing what to say next. Then a couple of minutes later, Amelia was still sitting there, just staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body. "Clark did this, didn't he?" Lucy asked. "Amelia talk to me." she ordered in smoothing voice. "You can't stay here." she tried to reason, but Amelia was still sitting there, just staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body. "Scarlet had been reported missing." Lucy begun. "I was on my way to yours to see if Clark was holding her prisoner, when I smelt blood, of a young vampire, here." she continued. "The VHC are coming here in a hour, if your still here they will think you did this." Lucy reasoned, yet Amelia was still sitting there, just staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body. Lucy took hold of Scarlet's hand that was still holding Amelia's, so she could take them apart.
"NO! DON'T TOUCH HER!" Amelia screamed, not looking at at Lucy, still sitting there, just staring motionlessly, at Scarlet's dead body. Lucy instantly let go of Scarlet's hand.
"Okay. I won't, do that again." Lucy said, slowly, understanding now that her granddaughter was having a breakdown. She had seen Clark in a breakdown many times before, the only difference was that Clark always got violent, the first time someone tried to help. Lucy took hold of Amelia's hand and gently pulled it from Scarlet's dead hand. She put Amelia's hand in her own and walked around Scarlet, still holding Amelia's hand. "Come on now. We have to go." Lucy said before lifting Amelia into her arms and whooshing back to her house. (A/N: Amelia's leg and arm still hurt, she just doesn't need the crutch as much and Amelia does limp a little, which really annoys Clark.)
At Lucy's house . . .
Amelia wasn't suffering from a complete breakdown. After she was had been at her grandmother's house a few hours she was almost herself. Lucy quickly figured out that the name Scarlet caused Amelia to have flash backs of what happened. She managed to figure it out quickly because it happened twice and was a lot of yelling at herself and a very bad fit, were Lucy had to pin her to the sofa to stop her hurting herself. It was now 6PM and Amelia was suddenly worried.
"It's late I have to go." Amelia stated, when she saw the clock.
"You are not anywhere until I know your healthy." Lucy snapped.
"I am healthy." Amelia lied.
"Mentally." Lucy said, getting a little annoyed.
"What's that supposed mean? That I'm insane?" Amelia asked irritated and standing up.
"No, it means your- Every time the 'S' word is mentioned you have flashbacks and go into fits." Lucy answered. "Does that sound healthy?" she asked.
"No - but I have to go or dad will be mad." Amelia snapped, rushing past - with a limp.
"He's already mad." Lucy called after her as Amelia went through the door.
At home . . .
"Where the hell have you been all day?!" Clark roared when Amelia walked. Not that he cared - Amelia knew that. He just wanted to hurt Amelia or something while Daniel was at school.
"Nowhere." Amelia lied.
"Don't lie!" he ordered. Pushing her to the ground.
"I've been at granny's house." Amelia said, getting up.
"WHAT?!" Clark yelled, clearly furious, pushing Amelia to the ground again. Amelia stayed were she was.
"You tortured my only friend to death and granny was there to help me. You bastard." Amelia snapped, in anger regretting her words instantly.
"How dare you." Clark whispered angrily, forcing her up and talking right into Amelia ear. "WELL?" he roared, only a few seconds later. 'Hate you.' both present and 9 year old Amelia thought. Clark heard the thoughts of 9 year old Amelia. "That's it!" he yelled. He dragged Amelia down to the basement, taking a chair and rope with him. When they were in the basement Amelia's father used the ropes to tie Amelia's wrists and ankles to the chair. He whooshed back upstairs and came back with a knife. He begun to do to Amelia what he did to Scarlet, only the cuts shorter, not as deep and Clark didn't use salt on her wounds. He did this for three hours. When he finally stopped it was ten at night.
The next morning . . .
Amelia laid in the basement, still in pain. Amelia had no idea how but she was able to hear what Daniel and her father where saying before Daniel when to school.
"Dad where is Amelia?" he asked.
"Oh she was feeling very unwell last night night and slept on the sofa in my coffin room." he replied - Amelia didn't need to see what was going on to know that Daniel was being hypnotized.
"Can I see her?" Daniel questioned.
"I don't think that is a good idea. I think what Amelia has is contagious. Don't want you getting ill as now do we?" Clark answered, clearly hypnotizing him again.
"Okay. Bye." Daniel said. Amelia didn't eat anything that day. She wanted to - of course she did. But Clark didn't come down once. Was he just going to leave her down there to die? Well Amelia didn't care anymore. She stood up and looked at the small bared window of the basement. She concentrated. Suddenly, her arms turned to wings, then her body shrunk into the form of a bat and her wings followed. She had turned into a bat! Amelia flew though the window and into the sky. The freezing wind was hitting all of Amelia's cuts and bruises all over her, as she flew. It felt amazing. It felt simply amazing just to finally be free.
The next two mouths . . .
Since the first time Amelia had run away, she had been brought back, within 48 hours. But the feeling of freedom, was so strong Amelia just couldn't give up. She ran way again a day after the first. She was away for 3 days. The next time it was 4 days, then 5 then 6. Then the 6th time she tried to run away it took a entire week for them to find her. Clark's abuse got 3 times worse every time she was brought back, but this only made her determination higher. She wasn't sure were she was going, all she knew was that being free - even for just a week - was brilliant and she wanted more. More freedom. And she got that freedom. For a mouth. She learned the consequences. She learned that no matter how far she ran she could never be completely free, because he has everyone else against you, on his side. Someone on his side could always be watching, waiting, around the the next corner. No. She could never be free. No matter how far she ran. She was still too scared to tell anyone what he was like. She didn't want the guilt of anther death on her back.
"I just want you help me understand why you keep running away if everything at home is as perfect as you say it is." Mr. Gene-Vamp explained.
"I just want you to understand these sessions of questioning me, isn't going to give you any answers." Amelia snapped.
"So you admit their is something going on at home?" he asked. Amelia groaned in annoyance, stood up and walked out of Mr. Gene-Vamp's office.
"Amelia! Get back here now!" he yelled. He sat there for a few minutes waiting for her to come back. -Vamp then whooshed all the way around the school and found Amelia nowhere. She had run away again.
The other 6 times Amelia had run away, she had practiced her flying so she could fly across the country. She was flying now, the wind helping her to glide and swoop. She was doing now what she was practicing for flying across the country. All the way over to Magda.
When she got there she knocked on the door. Patrick answered.
"Amelia?" he asked.
"Hi. Is mum in?" Amelia asked. Patrick grabbed Amelia by the scuff of the neck and dragged her in. He slammed, the door.
"Amelia?" Magda asked.
"Hi mum." Amelia said politely.
"What the blood and garlic are you doing here." she yelled, rudely.
"To apologize." Amelia told truthfully.
"For?" Magda asked still angry.
"Running away to dad when you had already warned me what he was like." Amelia explained.
"So you thought you would run away from him back to me. Well it took you long enough." Magda snapped. Amelia looked at the floor.
"You don't know what I've been through." Amelia said, trying not to lose her temper.
"DON'T I?" Magda yelled, her eyes turning scarlet. "I'm going to talk to the VHC with telepathy and then your going back to your father." he snapped.
"No! No! You can't!" Amelia yelled.
"Yes I can." Magda snapped again. Patrick dragged her to her old bedroom and handcuffed her to her old bed. Amelia sat there for 3 hours, and no one came. Not even to give her a glass of water. Until Amelia saw Wolfie standing in the doorway.
"What do you want?" Amelia asked.
"To ask you something." Wolfie replied.
"Fine. Ask away." Amelia said, deciding she needed the company.
"Why did you run away from mum?" Wolfie asked. Amelia was silent. Then she spoke.
"What I've done in the the past shouldn't matter. All that should matter is the now, the fact that I've come back." Amelia told Wolfie not really answering Wolfie's question.
"Why did you run away from your dad?" Wolfie asked.
"Wouldn't you run away from your dad if you had half the chance?" Amelia questioned.
"Yes." Wolfie responded.
"Well then." Amelia said, fed up.
"But no dad is worse than my dad." Wolfie said stubbornly, starting up a new conversation.
"Has your dad never murdered your only friend in front of you then tortured you the next night." Amelia asked, a little provoked.
"No." Wolfie answered a little bewildered.
"Mine's worse." Amelia said. Wolfie took hold of Amelia's hand and placed something in it.
"I stole the key to your hand cuffs off mum. So you can leave now if you want." Wolfie explained.
"Thank you." Amelia told Wolfie as she used the key and climbed out of the window. She didn't want Wolfie seeing her transform into a bat, so she smiled up at Wolfie who was looking out of the window and ran into the wood next the her mother's house. When she was deep deep deep in the woods, she turned into a bat and flew away. She flew all the way to New York. Amelia landed, purposely on the bad side of city were there was many people living on the street or swatting in the abandoned buildings. Most of the buildings were unsafe, but Amelia luckily found a building, that had no one inside and looked like it was going to fall down any second, but had to do. The place had a table and a broken mirror by the wall. It also had a small fireplace. Next to the fireplace was a old water pump. Amelia tested the water pump to see if it worked. It did. Amelia walked out the house.
Amelia walked in a street full of shopping centers and houses. She walked into one of the shopping center and grabbed a large basket on the way in. First she walked around the shopping center and learnt where everything was. Secondly she went in a slayer's shop - a shop that was disguised as a fancy dress shop and a door where slayers would type in a code and go into the slayer's shop (Not knowing how Amelia was able to read the mind of a slayer and get this code). She took automatic sunlight torches and ran out the shop, as quickly as possible. She then ran into a camping shop and quickly took a red sleeping bag and a black pillow and ran out of that shop. She then sprinted into a food store and took several meats like chicken and beef. She also stole a small pot and matches. She then dashed out of the shop then the shopping center altogether.
Amelia ran all the way back to to her abandoned house, put the basket by the fireplace and went to the woods. In the woods she found firewood, which was put into the fireplace when Amelia returned to the house. She used the matches to light the fire. She used the water pump to fill the pot with water, then put it above the fire - levitating it with her unknown powers. She then opened the chicken and put it inside the water. While the chicken cooking Amelia went to a different shopping center and stole plates, cutlery and cups. When Amelia returned, she was thirsty and too tried to use the water pump. She saw the blood in the packaging of the chicken. She was vampire, and would be feeding off blood in a few years anyway, so she picked it up and drunk the blood. Amelia found it sweet, mixed with a horrible metallic flavor, which caused Amelia some trouble swallowing, however she still drunk it.
When the chicken was cooked, (this was several hours later at about 5. The time difference would of pushed the time back a few hours when Amelia arrived in New York) Amelia levitated it out of the pot and onto a plate. Not having eaten properly in mouths meant Amelia was staving and she ate every last scrap of the chicken and even sucked on the bones afterwards. Amelia's powers were then used to place the automatic sunlight torches (These are torches that automatically shines sunlight when it detects full grown vampires).
After all that Amelia got out her stolen sleeping bag and stolen pillow. She got inside the sleeping bag and rested her head on the pillow and almost instantly went to sleep.
I know this is a few hours late but I had to quickly finish this chapter after school and I had to have my dinner before I was allowed on my laptop. So anyway the second update of the three the third one up tomorrow. Tomorrow's update is based on Torchwood. This story only needs one more chapter. I think it is unlikely it will need more than one. Then Amelia will wake up from the dreamworld. And she is in a lot of trouble with the VHC, cause guess who has been telling little lies.
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