So so sorry people. My ipod broke, and i got a new one. My laptop is also messed up, so whatever lets just keep going on. I will get to the games VERY soon so u can still get your info in. Just enter ur fist name, what u look like, vampire or human ( humans will be very important, trust me) and your personality. Thanks! I also need ideas!
Vlad: im really tired of talking every time, so can i just be quiet and we can go on with the chapter?
Henry: ya, please?
Me: whatever, im almost at the good part.

Chapter 14

Vlad slept with ella like normal, but had a horrible nightmare. It was about ella, something strange and exciting.

He was with Ella in a white room, alone. Her silky brown hair pinned up and fell in ringlets. Her eyes were dark with black makeup, but stunning. She wore a black dress, with long sleeves and a deep cut on her neck. Finishing her outfit was a black rose pendant on her neck with a white chain. As beautiful as she looked, he could barely focus on her face. Although she smiled with a devilish grin, like always, it was her blood that called to him. It was warm and inviting, with spices lingering. When she spoke, it was like velvet. Soft and commanding.
"Vlad, please come and drink. I know its what you want the most." She said. It wasn't her voice though, it sounded like... Emily adicas. It was a trick, it must be. The smell of her blood became to much to bare, an he was forced to take a step forward.
" your not ella!" He yelled frantically. Her smile became darker, less inviting.
"Yes, Vlad. Of corse i am ella. Please, come and drink..." She trailed off, giving him a questioning look.
"We'll then, if you do not believe me, i will have to be a bit more forceful." From her sleeve, she took out a dagger. Wait... It was his dagger. She slid the sharp blade across her palm. Her face showed no emotion, no flinch. She grinned, her teeth a glowing white. Her blood spilled out, over her fingers and dripped to the floor. The smell burned him, the need to have her blood in his very soul. He started to step towards her, and every step he took he lost more of his control. His breathing picked up, his muscles tensed, and he clenched his hands, willing himself to stop. His fangs elongated. His face twisted into a snarl and. With no control, he sprinted towards her, closer to her grinning face. She laughed, and her blood turned black. Rate as he was on top of her, ready to bite, she turned in to a black smoke, spiralling up and was gone. With her gone, he fell over at full speed and with a loud "oof!" He picked himself up. The walls changed, growing up and multiplying until he was surrounded with mirrors. He spun around, looking for... Anything really. All he saw was his old plain self. The only change: he was wearing the black rosé pendant ella had on. He lifted it off his chest and looked at it closer. It was beautiful, with a green emerald shinning in the centre. he looked up, but the mirrors went up forever it seemed. There were six mirrors, reflecting each other. He saw himself everywhere. Suddenly, he felt pain in his left arm. He looked down, and saw a line in his arm. He bled, but it started to close up. It continued to hurt, and didn't heal fully. Then, the line grew, and shaped, and stretched. It started to form words. He grimaced, but took the pain as much as he could. When it was done, he read:

One will rise
Two others will save him when he falls
The eyes are the key

With that, the words disappeared in his skin. They burned in his mind, over and over again. He glanced in the mirror. He did not expect to see purple in his eyes. They glowed dark at first, but turned into a blinding light. He finally couldn't see anymore, and closed his eye tight...

Ella's POV

"Vlad!" I yelled. He was screaming out random things, and had flipped himself over so he was face first in the pillow. He yelled again, and slammed his fist in the pillow so hard i heard the bed crack. It was so close to my face i had to move or get my face smashed. I shook his shoulders, and he thrashed around trying to get away. His shoulder smacked me and all the air burst from my lungs. I started coughing, and he finally woke up. He heard my cough, and helped me.
"Im so sorry, Ella. I had a nightmare..."
"Vlad, i m fine. Im more worried about the crack in the bed than me. What was the dream about?" He had to think.
"It was... Oh never mind. It was stupid." I was unsure, but i nodded anyway. Just then, i froze. I remembered how close the games were and i frowned.
"If your upset i can tell you, ella." I shook my head.
"No, its not that. Its how close the games are." He smiled.
"You shouldn't be so upset about it. Enjoy the time now." He pulled me close and hugged hand that was once so harsh and strong a few second ago, is now gentle and soft on my back. I lean into his chest. We sit there for a while, not thinking about the games. Live for the present, as Shakespeare said.

So how was it? I need to know. Review every time, as i work hard on these.
Vlad: ya right
Me: i do! I have no time for writing! Yet, i still try to make time for it
Vlad: bull.
Henry: i think we should...
Me/Vlad: SHUT THE HELL UP!
Henry: -sulks in a corner-
Me: -sighs- review blah blah. I need more ideas.
Vlad: they know
Me: ok, bye. Im gonna slug him...