So...as you can see, I didn't manage to upload this yesterday.

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Chapter 18

The 'Reborn' Cordelia

"Good God, I can't even strangle myself over here."

"Be quiet, you little whelp!" Cordelia whispers to me furiously.

"Calling me a whelp is basically calling me a bitch, you bitch!" I whisper back from the confinements of my mind.

You see, during the time that Cordelia took over my body, she stripped and then re-dressed in a sleek navy-blue dress with a red rose attached to the bust. A matching red rose somehow wove into my hair and a black beaded necklace with matching earrings somehow made their way onto my body as well. Completing the outfit, were a pair of navy blue-gloves which went up to my elbows. All of these I could handle pretty well. I didn't look like a hot mess for the first time in a while. But Cordelia crossed the line when she decided to wear heels. Heels! From that moment on, I hated her even more with a passion.

Now she's happily talking to Richter on the balcony as if I wasn't there with them; which I was.

"This reminds me of the good old days. We would forget about the time and dance the night away. It seems just like yesterday." Richter says, almost nostalgically.

Que extreme gagging.

"Cordelia, my sister in law."

Que even more extreme gagging. I think, as Cordelia shushes him with her finger. "You call me that without even thinking. That's so cute."

Richter grabs her wrist. "It wasn't intentional. You are my brother's wife. That fact is inescapable." He turns his back to her. I am a man who fought with his brother over you and lost."

My friend, you are a vampire, not a man.

"In an effort to forget you, I wandered the world for hundreds of years."

"But why? You don't owe anything to Karlheinz. There was no need to forget me." Cordelia outright purrs.

"Only a truly wicked woman would compel a response to something like that."

Amen.

"You're so fun to tease, Richter. Let go of the past. As you can see, I have been resurrected, as you wished." She points to herself smugly.

"Hey, what the hell is the meaning to this?" A voice rings out.

"Oh, it's you, Ayato. It's been a long time." Cordelia turns to the new person, vampire, in the conversation.

"What have you done?" He demands.

"It doesn't appear that you're here to say how pleased you are to see me again."

You don't say.

"As for why I'm here…Richter, would you mind explaining it to him? I need some rest." She requests as she starts walking away. "I'm not fully used to this body yet. She shouldn't even be conscious. Yet, she's trying to eject me."

That's right Mother Effer!

"It's tiresome." She says as she shoots Ayato a smug smirk. "I suppose this body isn't fully mine yet"

"Damn right, it isn't!" I call out to her as she walks away from the scene.

.o0o.

"You don't seem to realise that I'm using your body as my own. You should be proud at that fact." She says to me as soon as we're out of earshot.

"I don't care if you were the queen of England! You are using my body as your own!" I hiss. "How did this even happen anyway?"

She chuckles at my anger.

"Do you really wish to know?"

"That would shed a little light on things, yes."

"Very well, dear. I'll show you what happened." She accepts.

"Show me? How?" I ask dubiously.

She chuckles once more. "Oh Eliza, is there any other way then what I've already done?"

"What you've already done…?" I lose myself in thought for a moment before I realise. "All those times that I've been in the past…"

"That's right, my dear. I'm the one who showed that to you. Of course, the side effects you experience are the chest pains and the fainting, but you have the perks of having my heart."

"What do you mean by that?" I demand.

"…You'll see."

My body doubles over in pain as my heart contracts once again. Which results in me and Cordelia blacking out in order to travel to the past.

.o0o.

I (or Cordelia in my body) stand next to a dying Cordelia.

"This was just after Laito pushed me off of that balcony, as you can see."

"But it was before Kanato discovered you. You haven't been burnt yet." I deduce.

"It seems you're not as irritating as I originally thought. You seem to possess some form of brains."

Oh, if I could only strangle you.

"Oh, Cordelia!" Richter of the past suddenly appears at Cordelia's side. "What happened? Who did this to you?" He asks with a worried expression as he supports her upper body with his arms.

"Richter, I have a request." Cordelia says weakly.

"Anything you wish."

"My body is done for." She takes a moment to regain her breath. "Please, cut out my heart. Then, I want you to implant it into another vessel." She asks, as she reaches out to him with a weak arm.

"I presume, that is the only way to keep you alive?" He voices his concern as he takes her limp hand.

"When the time is right, we will meet again." Her expression suddenly changes, as if she sensed something. "Oh, you must hurry. He's coming to incinerate me! Do it!"

She knew that Kanato was going to cremate her.

Taking some time to prepare himself, Richter stands and draws his sword. He points it to her chest and that's all I see before I squeeze my eyes tightly shut. I'm sickened at the sound of sword meeting flesh.

I still don't see how killing someone is the ultimate form of love. The prospect of it makes me sick to the stomach.

By the time that I'm sure that he's done, I meekly open one eye to see him taking off her dress.

"I swear that I will resurrect you." He solemnly promises as he shuts her eyes. "Until then, this is farewell.

One chest pain and blackout later…

"So let me get this straight. Richter cut out your heart, and somehow it ended up in my body?"

I ask as Cordelia looks out towards the lake, standing on the dock.

"That's the long and short of it, yes. But why you, you'll have to ask Richter for that. Oh I forgot, you can't."

Why you little…

She interrupts my thoughts. "You're a vessel, my dear. You exist now, but once The Awakening is finalised, your soul will be obliterated for all of eternity, leaving only me."

I give a gasp in horror.

"And I'm pretty sure that you know, as well as I, that The Awakening is swiftly dawning upon us."

In other words. I'm so bloody screwed.

With another smug smirk, Cordelia compliments the scene. "It is a beautiful moonlit night, tonight."

"Too bad I can't say the same about you." A voice rings out from behind.

Cordelia simply smiles and looks at Ayato over her shoulder. "What will you do now, Ayato? Will you kill me again?"

Do it, do it, do it, DO IT!

Rather than kill the smug woman controlling my body, Ayato says. "I used to be a bad swimmer."

Don't use this time to reminisce, stupid kid! Save me already! I internally scream.

"Yes, I remember. However you improved greatly, thanks to me." Cordelia congratulates herself.

Ayato pauses for a second. "Now it's your turn."

Cordelia simply laughs. "But surely you know, that I'm an excellent swimmer." She boasts.

Ayato shows no emotion apart from closing his eyes a split second longer than he has to.

What's he do-?

My thoughts are cut off when he suddenly pushes Cordelia into the lake.

Cordelia may be able to swim, but I can't.

In her moment of weakness I somehow manage to regain control of my body.

Thank you, Ayato!

I fight my way to the surface and call out to him, "Ayato!"

My hand finds the edge of the dock and I heave myself up with renewed energy. I steady myself on my hands and knees, coughing up water, before I collapse on my back suddenly feeling exhausted.

"Choco-Pan. Are you alright?" Ayato rushes to my side and picks me up bridal style, leading both of us away from the water. As soon as he sets me down on the grass I give him an answer.

"I can see why you all killed your mother. I bloody hate her." I comment as I take off the God-awful heels and chuck them into the lake. At Ayato's questioning look, I justify, "I don't like heels!"

He inches closer. "That wasn't why I was looking at you, stupid."

"What?" I freeze as he moves closer to my collarbone.

"Just be quiet. My body is unbelievably parched. I want your blood." He bites my collarbone with no mercy.

"Holy…Your blood is so filling now. There's no comparison." He bites again desperately, not holding anything back whilst he pushes me to the ground.

As he bites once more I think to myself. I'm losing too much blood. I can't do anything.

"This is a first for me. As long as I have your blood, I'll never want…" He doesn't even finish his sentence, instead choosing to feast again.

"Stop, Ayato. Goddammit stop…" I plead weakly.

"Your blood is too sweet to give up. You belong to me. Your blood, your heart, your body your soul…your everything. Devote your blood and your life to me."

I do nothing as he leans in closer towards my lips.

Goddammit no…

"I see. It finally makes sense." Laito says as he suddenly appears with Kanato.

"I thought it was strange." Kanato pipes up. "Only just recently, the tiniest whiff of Eliza's blood smelled so sweet it would drive me crazy. Just thinking about it makes me exited again. Teddy, it was hard to restrain ourselves wasn't it?"

Why is everyone going mad over my blood, all of a sudden?

"I'd like a little drink of her blood right now. I have no doubt that it would be extremely satisfying. I'm feeling aroused already; and extremely thirsty too." Laito comments and then licks his lips. "Don't you know that sharing is caring, Ayato? It's not nice to be greedy."

"We want a taste too. It's not fair if you keep her to yourself." Kanato points out.

"Shut your trap." Ayato orders with a dangerously harsh tone. "As if I care."

"But I do," A voice rings out and the brothers all turn to find that I decided to speak out. "And I've had enough of this." Somehow, with renewed vigour, I bring myself to my feet and run away.

Whilst running I feel a stubborn tear run down my cheek and I swipe it away furiously. I've given up on crying; it doesn't do anything. With that mindset, I stop myself from crying...again.

Oooooooohhh, why do you think that Eliza has given up crying? I'll tell you in the next chapter!

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