Amelia was on the run for a entire mouth. After two weeks she had bumped into a member of the VHC. He had instantly recognized her and chased all the way back to her 'house' where the automatic sunlight torches went off and forced the vampire to run away. Terrified of bumping into him or other VHC members again, the following morning she shoplifted a pair of scissors and cut her hair off, until it was barely 3cm from her scalp; (A/N: It almost looked like Vlad's hair in season 2 look in Google images if you haven't seen the series) in hope that is she did cross paths with any VHC members, they wouldn't recognize her. She later saved time of looking for firewood, by burning the hair she had cut off. She fed herself by shoplifting food everyday, however even through she was now eating near enough properly she was still very skinny and unhealthy.

Anyway, on the last day Amelia was walking to the shops. She saw six members from the VHC ahead of her and instantly lowered her head. When she pasted she overheard talking with unknown vampire hearing .

"That girl looked a lot like Amelia Southenra." one said.

"Don't be stupid. Her hair was way to short." anther said.

"She could of cut it after I chased her." a third member said.

"That is a good point." a fourth one replied.

"Should we go see if it is her?" a fifth man asked.

"I think we should." yet anther member suggested. Amelia began to scamper the moment she heard the sixth man talk. She knew she was being followed. About 3 minutes or so of running Amelia was on a pavement next to a main road, which had many cars and small lorries driving past very quickly. She was near the corer of the pavement when three of the six VHC members appeared blocking her way. Amelia turned and tried to run the other way, but the other three VHC members then blocked her way again. She was trapped.

"Did you think simply cutting your hair would stop us knowing who you are?" the first one asked.

"Worked for a mouth. Gotta give me points for that." Amelia snapped, sarcastically, with a sarcastic grin.

"How dare you?" the third member asked, angered.

"Quite easily." Amelia said, still being sarcastic, trying to find a way of getting past all these men, and then dodge the quickly growing crowd of curious breathers.

"We don't want to have to force you to come with us." member number five reasoned.

"To bad, I'm not going anywhere with you." she snapped.

"Your a child. You belong with your father; not the streets." member number two justified.

"I don't belong there! You don't know what he is like." Amelia screamed, looking down the road and edging towards it.

"Get away from the road!" member 4 yelled as he and Amelia saw a small lorry driving towards them.

"I'm not going back to my dad and you can't make me." she snapped, as she stepped in the road.

"What the blood and garlic are you doing?!" member 6 asked, yelling his words. Seconds after he said that the lorry hit Amelia. The lorry was going so fast that Amelia bashed into the windscreen and rolled right onto the roof of the lorry and fell off at the end and landed face first. Amelia was unconscious.

Hospital in Transylvania . . .

Amelia awoke. She in a small white bed in a small white and grey room.

"Stupid girl." Morgan - the head of the VHC - snapped when he saw Amelia was awake. Then he whooshed out the room that clearly being the only thing he wanted to say.

"Huh?" Amelia asked,still a little dazed.

"Amelia, are you awake? Your in a hospital, you were brought here unconscious, after you walked in front of the lorry." A kind nurse explained.

"And it was a very stupid thing to do!" a man, who was clearly a doctor (not the doctor, a doctor), snapped rudely. "You were very lucky to have only got away with a few bruises and broken bones!" he snapped.

"We are also very concerned about your weight." the kind nurse explained.

"Yes. Even if you were unable to eat a single thing in the last mouth, it is impossible for someone to lose the amount of weight you have." the doctor reported in a softer tone.

"In your last check up you were a very healthy girl with a advantage weight and now you barely weigh the same as a 5 year old." nurse told Amelia while reading papers that were clearly her health records.

"I believe something is going on at home." doctor stated.

"Do you now?" Amelia asked emotionless.

"Well if there is something going you really should tell us." the nurse advised.

"You really don't want to know." Amelia told them with a little anger in her voice.

"We do. And we have to know for your safety." she advised again, trying to get through to her.

"No you don't." Amelia snapped, rather harshly.

"Look here young lady." the doctor yelled. "There is no need snap at us! We are only trying to help!" he added.

"And you don't want to know what happened to the last person who was only trying to help." Amelia yelled back, looking away after she spoke. Believing that she was crying - even through they couldn't hear anything because she wasn't crying - the nurse and doctor whooshed out of the room.

3 mouths later . . .

Amelia had spent the last 3 mouths in hospital. Her leg and arm had long since healed. Also after the first mouth her weight rapidly improved. However desperate to stay in hospital as long as possible in order to stay away from her father she started purposely not eating. The only meal she ate properly was dinner. Amelia refused to see her father, even though everyone insisted it was the best thing for their relationship after not seeing each other for mouths. She allowed Daniel in, who only questioned her about why she ran away, when nothing was going on at home. She allowed her grandmother in who only pestered her about her vision and how she has had more exact details of when it happens which wasn't long away. How she had to face her destiny like it or not, an once when she could Amelia as really pissed off about it suggest if they should run away together. Amelia's doctor complained about her health, her nurse agreed with the doctor and pestered her about just as much. Amelia was sick of every on complaining. However, the complaining wasn't so bad when the doctor spoke to her at the end of the three mouths.

"Amelia Southenra." the doctor said, slowly as walked with the nurse.

"What do you want now?" Amelia asked.

"Your health you've been effecting it on purpose." he snapped getting straight to the point.

"Haven't." Amelia replied.

"We now that for whatever reason you don't want to go home, but we need your bed, so you are being very selfish. And your harming yourself." the nurse explained.

"Yes so like it or not in two weeks you're going home." he added for the nurse.

"What?!" both Amelia and the nurse shouted at the same time.

"You said so yourself she is being very selfish." he defended.

"So that means we send her home when she massively underweight." she snapped.

"I'm her doctor, I decide when she is ready, to leave." he roared, before whooshing from the room. The nurse sighed.

"I'll make him change his mind." the nurse reassured.

"He won't." Amelia said to herself after the nurse had whooshed away. "No one ever believes the girl." she added. "Everyone thinks he's the good guy." she snapped bitterly to herself.

Home sweet home . . .

Amelia had given up on purposely effecting her health and ate normally. She thought she might as well make the most of all the food on offer while she could. Amelia was sent home and he abused her for hours right in front of Daniel having him tied to a chair. He was hypnotized to think they had gone out for a meal the next morning. Amelia suffered this every night - Daniel was mostly hypnotized, to think that nothing happened aspect having dinner and going to bed - for mouths. Two mouths. It was now the day before Daniel's and Amelia's tenth birthday. That night Amelia had a hue argument with her grandmother about her staking her father. The next day was the twin's birthdays. They had to go to school on Halloween. They had to school on their birthday.

After school . . .

"Come Daniel, it's our birthday!" Amelia pleased.

"I can't. I have to go, to extra vampire history lessons." Daniel reasoned.

"Since when?" Amelia moaned.

"Since two and a half mouths ago, when I was told I had to go was Saturday." Daniel snapped - in vampire schools Sunday is the only day off.

"It's our birthday. They'll let you off." Amelia moaned again wanting the subject changed.

"No they won't now go home or you'll be late." Daniel snapped. Amelia looked at the clock at the end of the corridor; it was ten past four!

"Bye." Amelia said waving then quickly running down the corridor. Amelia ran out the school and barely looking at the roads before she crossed them, almost as if she wanted to be hit again. Amelia's hair had grown quite quickly and was up to Amelia's chin, so it flew behind her in the wind. Amelia was about anther 30 or so meters from her house and rested for a few minutes. Suddenly, their was a scream from Amelia's house. 'What the bats is going on?' the now ten year old Amelia thought. 'No. Please. Don't make me go through this again. Please. Please. PLEASE!' present Amelia thought, her emotion was so high that back in the real world Amelia spoke these thoughts in her sleep. While the present Amelia thought/spoke those words the now ten year old Amelia had sprinted over to her her house and barged into the living room. Clark was hold his mother by the neck with one hand and had a stake in the other.

"Amelia." Clark evilly smirked as he released Lucy.

"Amelia get the bats out of here now!" she instantly said in a rush. "I was wrong okay. Just run away and don't look back." she continued talking so fast that Amelia stared at her blankly not taking in all the information. "What he is planning to do to you tonight is worse than anything else so just go ... NOW!" she finished, yelling the last word that snapped Amelia back into focus, were she saw her father creeping up behind her grandmother.

"GRANNY!" Amelia yelled, trying to warn her poor defenseless granny. It just wasn't quick enough. Amelia watched the one person in the world who believed her rather than her father - become dust. Just dust. Nothing but dust. Amelia looked down at the ash, she blinked and glared at her father. She then turned planning to break the silence. Clark however whooshed in front of her.

"Were are you going?" he asked. Amelia glared at him some more and tried to walk around him. Clark grabbed Amelia's waist and dragged her kicking and screaming, up to her room were she was thrown into and locked in. Their was a long two hours. Finally at long last Daniel came home. Clark told him lies about a slayer. How Amelia lost it so he locked her in their room. This made Daniel angry, that he had locked his twin away for grieving. Amelia heard the jingle of keys and Daniel running up the stairs. Daniel unlocked the door. Amelia played the terrified little girl act and ran to her brother's arms, hugging him tightly. Clark whooshed besides them and gave them a violent. shove. Amelia let go of her brother instantly and grabbed the weak crumbling banister - at least it did it's job - however Daniel was slow and fell down the stairs. He laid, there, lifelessly on the floor.

"DANIEL!" Amelia screamed.

"Leave him alone." Clark ordered as Amelia rushed down the steps to her brother - she had lost everyone else she couldn't lose Daniel, she couldn't.

"Wake up." she ordered worriedly. "I said wake up." she ordered, more harshly. "Wake up, wake up wake up." she roared, only just holding back her tears.

"I told you to leave him." Clark shouted angrily, shoving her away from her brother.

"He's my twin! He's the only sibling I've got! I have to help him!" Amelia shouted back.

"How dare you speak to me like that?" he snapped, clearly furious. Amelia didn't care what he did anymore. All she cared about Daniel. She wanted to know he was safe and well. Then she wanted was to die.

"How dare I?" Amelia asked. "You're nice and sweet to me for a whole year and then you say I can live with you! Then you abuse me weather my TWIN brother was watching or not and hypnotized him to forget and kill my only friend because I trusted her enough to tell her what was going on and then beat me some more then I run away and make my body turn a darker blue and green everyday, then you murder my grandmother and push my TWIN brother down the stairs so he is knocked out and you ask why I'm pissed off!" Amelia shrieked. Amelia also slapped her father around the face when she had finished, leaving scratch marks, on his cheek.

"Your going to pay for that." he whispered in a evil tone. He pulled on Amelia's short and dragged her to the living room and threw her to the floor. He took his whip - which was plastic - from the wall. He whipped Amelia as hard as he could. "Are you sorry?" he asked angrily.

"No." she snapped. Therefor Clark whipped her twice more.

"Sorry now?" he yelled.

"NO!" she yelled back. Amelia braced for the pain before Clark whipped her 3 times. Every time Amelia insisted she wasn't sorry and every time this happened she got one more whip than the last.

"Are absolutely certain you're not sorry now?" he patronized, after ten whips.

"Not sorry." Amelia said, as strongly as she could. She heard a loud groan from her father.

"You never learn!" he roared. He pulled Amelia up by her hair and dragged her to the kitchen. He took a knife from the draw and stabbed Amelia in the gut. Amelia whined in pain. He took hold of Amelia by her chin. "You're a useless piece of shit. You don't deserve happiness or friendship. You don't even deserve to live! I should kill you right now." he hissed.

"Then do it." she said. "Threats are worthless unless you commit." she bravely said. "I don't care anymore." she admitted. "So do it. Kill me. I don't care. JUST DO IT!" Amelia said normally, then turning into a scream. Clark smirked, showed his fangs and lowered them into Amelia's neck.

It hurt. Too much pain. She didn't want this anymore. She didn't want to die this way. Since Amelia had come back home she had started wearing more clothing to hide all her bruises and scars - including black gloves. Amelia reached into the draw and a new knife This happened incredibility slowly due to all the pain. However when the knife was safely in her glove covered hand, she stabbed her father in the back straight through his dead heart. Clark turned to dust.

Amelia dropped the knife.

Daniel was still unconscious and she still had a knife in her gut so Amelia called a vampire Ambulance. They arrived in sun proof clothing half an hour later.

Back in hospital . . .

Amelia knew she would have write a statement on what happened. She couldn't tell the truth, completely out of the question. She had no evidence. She to lie. She spent a lot of time thinking about this. Her second night in the hospital she was told that he had regained consciousness and he had amnesia, but they wouldn't let her see him. So that night Amelia went under her bed and got out her heel chair. She unfolded it, sat in it, then wheeled her herself out the room. She didn't even know were her own twin brother was, so looked in a massive book that contained every child patient in the hospital and the floor and room number. She looked down on the thirty first of October. Daniel had been in the comma ward until he woke and found out he had amnesia; then he was taken to the top floor in the boys minor amnesia ward. Amelia took the lift. She wheeled herself over to Daniel's room.

"Daniel." Amelia whispered, hoping she wasn't in the wrong room.

"Amelia!" Daniel said in excitement a little to loudly.

"Sssssh!" Amelia warned. "They don't know I'm here." Amelia explained whispering.

"Sorry. It's I wanted to see you so much and they wouldn't let me. I don't remember a thing that happened on our birthday. And I've ask to see dad and there telling me he was slain." Daniel ranted, in a whisper, while Amelia wheeled right up to his bed.

"I saw everything I can tell you what happened." Amelia whispered back.

"Tell me everything from the beginning." Daniel ordered his sister - who was 3 minutes older than him.

"I had got home from school and I saw Dad and Granny fighting. Not with each other. Their was a slayer . . ." Amelia began.

The next day with the VHC by Amelia bedside . . .

". . . I didn't see his face - don't even know if was a man - he wore black clothes with a black mask and bright blue gloves. Dad tried to warn me that wasn't safe. I was to shocked and scared to listen. The slayer staked my granny. The slayer only had that stake - I don't know why their was a lot of dust around so I presumed it was the dust of weapons - about 3 or minutes later the slayer's last stake was destroyed. The slayer fled. I had a panic attack, because I was scared of the slayer coming back and harming more of my family. So dad carried me to my room and locked me in, so I would be safe. Then Daniel came home. Dad told him everything. He misunderstood why dad locked me in our room. He unlocked the door. I ran to him and hugged him hard. We didn't know that the slayer had somehow got upstairs and he pushed us down the stairs. I grabbed the banisters, but Daniel fell. Dad was clearly angry and no thinking straight because he whooshed up the stairs and bit the layer and threw him over the banister. I was next Daniel, by the time this happened. I too scared to touch him. We didn't call ambulance straight away because dad wanted to see how bad Daniel was first. The slayer must of been a quick blood type, cause he woke up and dragged me to he kitchen by my hair. I honestly don't know why but he still had no more weapons and stabbed me in the gut with a knife. He then used his new fangs to bite me. Dad pulled him off me. Their was a short fight. Dad lost. The slayer had grabbed anther knife and staked him in the heart. The slayer then dropped the knife and whooshed into the sunlight." Amelia lied.

"And that's when you called the ambulance?" Morgan asked. Amelia nodded drinking some water from her bedside table. "Well it's brave of you to make a statement so soon after this has happened, but your still a stupid girl." Morgan snapped, before leaving with the other VHC members. So that was Amelia lie. The lie she told her twin brother. The lie she told the VHC. The lie she wrote on paper. The lie that still lives today - however slowly dying into truth.

Finally! Amelia leaves the dreamworld. Took me several mouths but I'm finally publishing the last chapter of The dream world. Next episode Amelia shall wake up. We will back up a bit but in the real world and not that long. Next chapter in a few weeks or so.

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MD,

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