"David! Dwayne! Paul!"

I stumbled into the cave mere minutes before sunset was due to hit. My left arm was bloodied and I had a gash on my forehead from wrecking the motorcycle twice on the way over.

It hadn't helped that I fell down the last few steps into the cave and crashed my hip into the rough stone wall.

I desperately wished that I could heal faster.

My legs finally gave out as I reached the stone fountain, and I cast my eyes backwards to see the last traces of sunlight fade away, "David! Please! I need to talk to you!"

I desperately wished for David when Paul was the first to find me.

"Bitch."

A scream erupted from my lips as I was sent sailing across the cave. My body crashed against a far wall before being thrown back through the canopy frame of Star's bed, "Fuck… Stop, please!"

Paul's hand closed around my throat as he pulled me from the bed and pinned me to the floor. His face was twisted in anguish as I clawed at his hand for some feeling of release as he simply said, "Marko."

"I tried – I didn't – " I could barely get out as I felt myself slipping to the edges of consciousness.

"Paul, let her go."

My head drooped down as I saw Dwayne and David standing to the side, the words having come from the former's mouth.

"It's her fault."

Dwayne gave a slight shake of his head, "If it was, would she have come back?"

With a hiss and a final crushing squeeze, Paul pushed himself backwards.

Taking a deep breath, I scrambled backwards and pushed my spine against the wall behind me. I pressed a few tender fingers to my throat and let out a wince; I was certain that there were bruise marks coating the small area of skin.

I tensed as I felt the three sets of eyes burning holes into me, and it took all of my willpower to look up to meet them, "I'm sorry. I didn't want Marko to die. I knew, and I tried and…" A few tears slipped out from my cold eyes. "Sam didn't listen. The rest of them aren't listening. It's all going according to plan and it's wrong."

"I think she's losing it," Paul muttered, half under his breath.

"I hate to do this, but I agree with him," Dwayne shot a look to David, who was as stone faced as ever.

"I wasn't supposed to try to change it. I was supposed to let them kill all of you. I was supposed to sit by and watch it." Paul was right; I was breaking. The stress was eating at my sanity. "Mom hates all of you, but I think Daddy would understand. He wants me to be happy. If you die, I can't be happy. You don't have to die. Only the head vampire has to go. Only Max needs to die – "

David was in front of me in a flash, his hands gripping my cheeks as he forced me to face him, "How do you know about Max?"

"You knew I had secrets, David," I whispered back with hazy eyes. "I wasn't supposed to tell you my secrets. The enchantress said that I shouldn't meddle with time, not that I couldn't." My eyes traveled down to the ring that was sizzling against my skin. "I had to come back to meet you. This is all because of us."

"Why does Max need to die, Rhiannon?" David was doing his best at attempting a soft voice for me, in fear that I was losing my mind.

I let out a chuckle after chewing down on my bottom lip, which I ripped open in accident, "His life is tied to mine. If he lives, I die. If he dies, I can be born." I turned my eyes back up. "I'm not from here, David. Surely you've suspected."

"What I've suspected isn't possible," David said through gritted teeth.

"What's going on?" Paul asked with a hesitant step forward.

"You're all vampires," I breathed out. "You should already believe in the impossible."

"Rhiannon…" Dwayne was the first to fully believe that there was a supernatural occurrence in their presence, though he couldn't place what it was exactly. "Who are you?"

"I'm Rhiannon," I shrugged as David removed his hands from my face. "I'm just an 18 year old girl with a strange family history." I turned down to the purse in my lap and worked my hand inside of it for a moment before pulling out a piece of folded, photo quality paper. My fingers traced over grooves on the blank, exposed side as I smiled inwardly before pushing it into David's hands. "Sometimes you have to see before you can hear. I suppose you will all be quicker to believe than the rest of them, though."

Paul and Dwayne moved to kneel behind David as he opened the folded photo and silence fell across the cave once again.

"What the fuck…"

I stood in the center of the photo, which was dated about three years prior according to the banner hanging in the background. My hair was blowing wildly around me in the windy, beach air. Michael and Star were on either side of me, Laddie and Sam to the sides of them. We were all wearing swim attire and bright smiles as we basked in the glow of the sun.

"This can't be real."

"You're their child?"

I chuckled with a nod at Dwayne's question, "I have my Mom's looks and my Dad's personality, or so I'm told."

"If…" David began with a hard voice. "If this is true, why are you here? Why aren't you at home, in your time, with Mommy and Daddy?"

I didn't need to look at him as I answered with a small, "You."

Silence filled the air as I looked down at my ring, which was burning ferociously in the dim cave, "Do you see this? This is a law in my time."

"A piece of jewelry?"

"It's more than that," I grimaced. "It's a ring that alerts you to the presence of your soul mate. It burns red when you are in their company." I pulled it off with a grunt as I finally pushed myself back to my feet and I strode over to the three vampires, extending the piece of now black metal to Dwayne. "Try it."

Dwayne slipped it on his smallest finger and saw no change. "Give it to Paul." The normally outspoken vampire took it without hesitation, silent as it stayed black on him as well. "Now, David."

David raised an eyebrow as he slipped the ring on, and pulled it off just as quickly with a hiss and a loud, "Fuck!"

A red mark was now visible on his finger, and the ring shifted from fire to darkness as it clattered to the ground.

I sighed as I lifted up the metal and slipped it onto my finger, "It's a pain that you get used to." I had a permanent scar on my own finger from what it had caused from the past few days.

I perched myself against a wall as I went into my tale, "I turned 18 and I had yet to meet my soul mate. I found out it was one of you, and they gave me a potion to send me back." I paused for a moment with a shallow breath. "Mom and Daddy, they didn't want me to come. I think… I think Dad knew that I would save you from dying tonight, or at least try. I wasn't supposed to. I was just supposed to see what I would be missing out on."

I took the photo back into my own hands from David's and pressed it down into my bag. My hand banged against a cold piece of glass and I froze at the feeling of the unfamiliar object. With a small twist of my wrist, I clasped it in my palm and pulled it out with a gasp.

This was new.

"What the hell…" I muttered to myself as I lifted the vial into the air and watched a shimmering black liquid float around inside. There were markings around the glass, which upon closer examination was words twisting into the vial.

To bring only one back from death.

I wasn't sure what to think. This… The Enchantresses had more power than anyone knew. Did they have enough to send things where they didn't belong?

Could I really save one?

My eyes shot up in a hurry, burning in a flame of realization.

"Where's Marko's body?"

I have plans for Marko. I couldn't just let him go permanently, now could I? :)