Ahhh! I am so sorry! But let me tell you… This science teacher gives 2 Quizzes per week. So that means a hell lot of studying. And I also ask for forgiveness for my previous chapter. It was so freaking crappy. But I was rushed to do it. This time, I took my time. So please read! Thanks to everybody who's been reviewing. Every review makes my day.

Disclaimers- I don't own the Night World….But I will someday..

Chapter 5

But just then, everything was blacked out.

I wasn't very aware when I woke up. I was still groggy, and my head was pounding which what felt like the beginning of a headache. I was filled with numbness, but pretty soon my insight started to come back. My neck felt sore and dry, and my throat was parched. I was both comfortable and tense, as if I was in a movie theater watching a horror flick. But along with these approaching senses, flashbacks started to flood my brain. Not very clear ones, but conspicuous enough.

They seemed like they took place in an era of centuries back, but they also felt as if they happed just hours ago. Hawthorn in my room. The strange doctor-styled room I awoke in after. Ash. Quinn. Rashel, Morgead and the red-haired girl.

At first I was just dumbfounded. Obviously all those things really had happened. Both the scary and confusing parts. But just then the other part of my mind realized something important. I wasn't supposed to know anything about this. Quinn was supposed to erase my mind apparently. Or do something to extirpate the memories I was required to forget.

I didn't know why it hadn't worked, because what I was attempted to get cleared of hadn't gone away. I knew I was going to figure something big, but I remembered I blacked out just at the moment Hawthorn burst into the room.

Hawthorn. Where the hell was he? What happened to him? I thought this all in a rush when it hit me. Why should I care? The guy had tried to kill me twice, the second time almost succeeding. He obviously didn't care about me. But the last thing I heard…the last thing I heard him say…

"What did you do to her? Vev!"

I remember hearing how pain stricken he sounded. So angry and protective. For me I thought dizzily. His emotions were confusing. I had no idea where we were at that point. Hell, I didn't even know where I was.

I being the idiotic moron I am had just realized this. It just occurred to me where I was. I sat up abruptly, ignoring the head rush. I was in a bed. Not my bed, nor the surgery-type of bed I was in before. It was unfamiliar. The room was a dull gray color, but it surprisingly went with the room well. It was what a teen boy movie-star might've had. The interior decorating was very impressive, and obviously whoever lived here was rich.

Light was coming from a lamp to the left of me, and much to my shock, there was Hawthorn, inhumanly beautiful as ever, sitting on a leather couch staring intently at me. He then sighed, looked down, and smiled wryly.

Ok. So I knew I should've been majorly pissed at him. But it wasn't my fault the way I reacted to him. My heart swelled up, and I flushed. I narrowed my eyes just then, making them accusing.

He laughed at me once, and then spoke.

"Don't look so upset. You're in my apartment and you're safe now. But I guess I should start explaining some things now." His voice was a quiet but professional profound sound at the moment. I nodded, trying to look reasonable. "But don't move, I don't know if you're fully healed."

Panic overwhelmed me then. My neck. My hand instinctively went up to the wound, but to my dismay, I only felt smooth skin. I sighed, and met his gaze directly.

"That guy Quinn. Wasn't he supposed to wipe my memory? Or is it going to come any minute now?' I remembered everything now. I also had a hunch that Quinn and Ash were probably vampires too. Along with Morgead, the girl he was with and Rashel.

"Well, I restored your memory. You should have remembered everything by now."

"You can restore memories?" I asked. Hawthorn simply nodded his head. I blinked a couple of times, and smiled lazily. "So, where was I? How did I get there? The people at that place didn't tell me." I had what seemed like a million questions for him, but I decided to keep it one at a time.

He then sighed. I noticed that he didn't look very hostile anymore. Instead, he looked calmer. More amicable.

"When I was in your room, Quinn was the one who jumped through the window first. Before I came, Quinn, Ash and I had an argument. They probably knew I was coming back for you. Then Ash came after him, at the time I think you were passed out, and knocked me out. They then took you to the Circle Daybreak infirmary. I had no idea they were dammed Daybreakers…" He trailed off, narrowing his eyes and looking away in the distance.

"Wait, what?" Now I had even more questions.

"Circle Daybreak is a witch circle. It was made for shapeshifters, werewolves, vampires, - for anyone in Night World- and humans. Basically for anyone who wants the Night People to get along with the Day World. You can say it's the "goody good side", if you know what I mean."

"We-werewolves?" I sputtered. Witches? Shapeshifters?" Despite that I just learned that all the creatures in fairy-tale books were real, the wheels had been turning in my head. Obviously, they were these "Night People" Hawthorn was talking about.

But he was saying Circle Daybreak as if it were a vile curse. It seemed as if this Night World was the bad side. But the people he called Daybreakers …they didn't seem evil. Not Ash or Quinn. Probably not even any of the others. Hawthorn looked like the enemy.

Hawthorn was carrying on "They want to collect as many s-soulmate–" he paused, then carried on. It was like he hated saying the word. "… Soulmate couples as possible. But they realized how bad I screwed you up and tried to make you forget."

He looked straight into my tenebrous gray eyes with his luminous blue. I melted.

"I'm really sorry, Evelyn. "

I took a deep breath. "So now you're going to turn me into a vampire right? Like you. Like Ash. Like Quinn. Like Rashel!"

"Whoa, calm down!" He waved his hands in gesture to calm me down. "Rashel isn't a vampire."

"She isn't?"

"No!" Then he laughed. Not a nice one. "From what I read…she's a vampire hunter. And apparently, she's a very good one….the one Night World has been after for a while." Oh. So that explained the predatory stance. I was asking another question before I could notice his unusual tone.

"What about that red-haired female? The one who ran in with that male vampire called Morgead."

Now this sinister expression sent chills down my spine. "Jez? No, not exactly. From what I read on her, she's a hybrid. Half vampire and half human. But the interesting part…she's a wildpower." I didn't like his laugh afterwards. But once again, my foot stuck itself into my mouth.

"I don't even know what a wildpower is. Tell me… Are you a Daybreaker?"

He laughed again, looking as if I just asked if pigs could fly. "Hell no!" He exclaimed.

I frowned. "Why not? We're a soulmate couple. You said that was what Circle Daybreak collected. Why don't we join?" He stared at me for a second.

"I was born a Night Person. And that ain't ever going to change. "Hawthorn stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. I ignored his cynical snort afterwards, getting annoyed. But I was also getting very befuddled (A/N I love that word! It's so fun to say!) with this discussion.

"I'm really confused. So you say you're not a part of this Circle. But the people I was with…Don't they associate with it? How would you know about them? Like who and what they are? It would seem you'd have to be a part of Circle Daybreak to know." The questions I have been wondering since he explained these certain people finally came out in a rush.

I then saw dark humor breaking over his face features. I saw turmoil coil into his ruthless eyes. He smirked evilly. "Well. When you're knocked out, your mind is really easy to hack into." With that, he gestured to three unconscious girls on the other side of the room.

I felt truly stupid for not noticing them until now.

I gasped loudly. Right there, were the three girls from the Circle Daybreak group I met. Rashel. Mary-Lynette. And the red-haired girl Hawthorn called Jez. And from the way they were laying, they were either heavily drugged or dead. They were tied at their hands, hard with some kind of tough looking wire.

I couldn't speak. The fear and panic hit me like a tsunami. And it washed any words I had to say away. But it destroyed my hope for Hawthorn's sanity. I began hyperventilating.

Just then he laughed. I have never heard someone sound so ludicrous. "You're as pale as a ghost. Hell, you're as pale as me."

I stared at him with wide, terrified eyes. I just sat there, too shocked to move.

""If anyone tries to take you away from me, they are effectively ending my life. Soulmates can't live without each other, I heard, so… let's see if Ash, Quinn, and Morgead can be in my shoes for a while."

"H-Hawthorn, wh-what the hell are y-you talking ab-about?" It was the only thing I managed to get out. He was going to wipe their minds?

"No, I'm not going to wipe their minds." He answered the unspoken question. "But I am going to phone up a relative. You see, I come from a very important line. And the man I'm going to talk to has a lot of power. It seems he would find some interest in all these girls. And from what I learned from their past, he already had some interesting things going on with them. They'll get what's coming to them…" He trailed off.

"His name is Hunter Redfern" (A/N This takes place after Huntress so Hunter is still alive) Hawthorn continued. He snickered and looked at the girls with what looked like sarcastic sympathy.

By the sound this Hunter guy, my instinct told me that this one man was bad. Really bad. I remembered at the infirmary how each of the males had been with their soulmates. So loving and caring, as if they were the most important thing to them in the world. This time, I got more sentences out.

"Hawthorn! You can't They love those girls! You can't just take them away from them like that! You can't just…just…"

"They were just going to take you away from me. Without even caring how much I love you." He was furious, but he caught my eye and started shaking me. "I may only have known you for a few hours. I may hate all humans. BUT I LOVE YOU!"

I gritted my teeth. He wasn't calming down. "And you love me, too. You told me so! You can't go back on it now. We're soulmates, that's the end of it. So that means we stay together …"He grabbed a cell phone out of his pocket, and quickly dialed up a number.

"Hawthorn" I began breathlessly. "Please don't! Hawtho-" I was cut off by his hand, once freaking again. I couldn't make any noise. I heard someone answer on the other line.

"Hello? This is Hawthorn Redfern. I'm going to make Hunter an offer he can't refuse. So put him on." He sounded so demanding.

I tried to bat at the boy who was supposed to be my soulmate. He ignored me. I started crying. Whoever he was handing these girls over to was going to hurt them. 'Get what's coming to them' usually means to kill someone, right? Or to do something really bad to them.

His features turned smug. "I have three girls. Two of them you'll recognize. One is Jez- she killed your daughter Lily right? She's a wildpower. The other, I believe you've met her as well. She's the vampire hunter that ran off with Quinn. Rashel. You can finally get her. But the interesting part, she's The Cat." Hawthorn then stopped, listening to what the other person said. He cackled. "And the last, well she's not really important. She's just the vermin Ash calls his soulmate. You heard right. Ash Redfern. "

Again, he paused. There was talking on the other end again. Hawthorn smiled mischievously. "What's in it for me? Well. The reaction on their boyfriend's faces when I tell them their girls are dead."

I thrashed, panic over flooding every thought now.

"Ok then. I'll see you there." With that, Hawthorn snapped his phone shut. He put it back into his pocket, and satisfaction pulsed around him.

"There all done. That wasn't that hard now, was it?" He looked at me, taking his hand off.

"You bastard! I swear I'll leave you! I'll hate you" I screamed.

Hawthorn practically fell backwards in shock. His face was crumpled. He looked very serious, very surprised… very upset. But he controlled it quickly.

"Really? You'll hate me? I won't let you leave. You know I love you Evelyn. I did this for us. Nothing else matters." With that, he leaned down on me, kissing me passionately.

I immediately melted. I kissed back too eagerly, completely forgetting the world. He got under the covers with me. He began raining kisses all over me. "I love you Evelyn" He murmured. And soon, everything was a blur.

I didn't know I fell asleep. But what I did know was that I had once again fallen into his trap. He couldn't have loved me. Because when I woke up, he wasn't there. Hawthorn was gone. And so were the three drugged up girls.

I promise I'll try to update faster. I owe you guys. But please review to tell me what you thought of this chapter! And also! I need ideas. What should I do next?

-Lamia Vampress