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"Ya definitely think she's the one?" Pa Dixon sat down in his large leather chair, turning towards the fire, since moving back to the town he felt a constant chill to his bones, unusual for a vampire of his stature. It could only mean one thing. and one thing only, evil was coming their way. His eldest son nodded, both knew how this could end and neither wanted that. The two, well three people involved, one a master, the other two humans, would suffer before they came together. Rubbing his hand through his hair, Pa Dixon wasn't impressed with the way fate was dealing the cards to his youngest son. Yet he had to have faith, that they knew full well what they were doing when they picked the human as his son's mate. Why after all these years, knowing how it went, would they choose to do this?. Had he not suffered enough, he had never told their sons how he had met his wife, never told them she too was human. Both boys thought they had met through the many travels over the years, that they had been near the same horrendous massacre, back in 1848 -1849 within the country of Transylvania. Whilst part was true, the other that both himself and their mother kept hidden, was he turned her, having found her dying at the roadside, injuries unknown at the time, he had felt her presence within his soul for some time before he finally located her. Unwilling to accept her fate, he had turned her without thought, remembering the softness of her eyes as she faded in his arms. The history books confirm she was one of the many unknowns to die that day, no one saw the tall man, carry the lifeless body with him. None thought to check who he was, by the time anyone realized it was too late. Both had disappeared in to the darkness, shaking his head from his thoughts, He worried more, for this human, actually being the soul mate to his son, because he knew death would be chasing her, with a child involved this was a dangerous game,even for the god's. Doing his best to concentrate on the moment, he spoke to his son.
"He isn't going to be happy, when he knows you read his mind, that we went to see her and the baby" he warned his older son, the one thing he knew about Daryl, he hated his mind being read, more so now, regarding this new revelation.
"He's already blocked me" Pa Dixon nodded his head, it wouldn't do to have his two sons at logger heads, they had to be thinking straight, their minds focused. They had come back for a reason, one reason only - to take The governor down and give the town back to the humans.
"May have to turn her" Merle stepped back, shaking his head, no way would he allow that to happen, no way in hell.
"No, ain't happening Pa and I know he won't agree to it, She has a child, a husband" The older man laughed, had his son not seen the mark's on the woman's body?, he knew once Daryl saw them, her husband would be dead.
"That marriage is a sham, can see it with my own eyes boy, she's an abused woman, living for her daughter. She would be better off without that human she calls a husband, no man, and I repeat no man harms a woman like that" He slammed his hand down hard on the table, causing a few of the staff to run in, forcing a smile he told them all was ok .
"Pa you can't turn a human into one of our kind, ya know full well how it could end, how badly it could go. He would rather live his life out alone then make them suffer" The sad thing was his son was right, Daryl would live with his soul unfulfilled, due to a sick joke played by the god's, Yet what if it wasn't some sick joke?, it was already written that they were meant to be. Could Daryl have what he and their mother had?. He could feel his wife's presence wash over him comforting him, even though she was a distance away, she always knew how to sooth him. Her whispered words telling him to leave it to happen, to take a step back and let them find each other. Feeling centered, he reached for the brandy on the small table next to him, a soft smile on his face.
"Guess ma set ya straight" Merle could always tell when his parents communicated, no matter how far away they were from each other. Once they had spoken, both had a relaxed contented look on their faces, and their bodies were at peace.
"Always knows how to calm me" he mumbled as he offered his son a drink, Merle took the other chair, he thanked him for the brandy, turning to the fire, he watched the flames dance.
"What did she say?" if anything his mother would have an answer
"Leave it be and let them find each other" Merle was surprised at her answer, had they not had it drummed into them, whilst young, never, ever turn a human?. His gut instincts screamed at him ,things were not as they seem, he wondered now what was really going on. He had never had reason to question his parents. Trusting their word above or else, after all they had experienced so much, seen such sacrifice. Yet he had niggling doubts, one being how come Daryl and himself could age to adulthood?, yet others couldn't they stayed the age, they were when turned. How come he and Daryl stopped ageing at a set age too?. Feeling a soft hand on his shoulder, he knew his wife was coming through, he felt his body relax, her words comforting him.
"If you want to know just ask them" she was right, yet why could he not ask the questions he sought answers too. What was he afraid of? feeling her brush his cheek, his eyes closed as her scent came over him, he missed her so much. He knew what he was scared of, he was scared of the truth, the truth behind what they really were, How they became The Master's they were, he was scared that once he knew, their names would be tainted.