Chapter 16

ADRIAN'S POV

I woke up yet again with a throbbing headache not even daring to open my eyes for fear of where I ended up this time. So I just continued to lounge in bed for the next hour as I felt it was high time to look around for some more alcohol to ease the pain. As they say the best way to cure a hangover is with more alcohol. I slowly dared to open my eyes and registered that I was in fact in my room which was quite rare but these days I rarely made it out of the apartment for the loss of my little Dhampir was too great. Everyone here perceived me as a scoundrel, a gigolo of sorts and never truly believed my earnest love for Rose.

Rose she was truly something special. I could not put my finger on it but she was so different from the rest of the women I had met. She was feisty and brave and stood up for her loved one. Passionate in all that she believed in and she would go to extreme lengths to fight for the innocent. She was like the such and I was a moth to her flame, without the fear of being burnt because she was absolutely perfect in every way. I would have done anything to prove my love for her but she turned me down at every turn because she loved that good for nothing cradle snatcher and look what happened. She is gone, they are both gone and that fool couldn't even protect her. I would have protected her with my life. He didn't deserve her, he was never good enough for her. I could have given her everything and more but that bastard stole her heart.

God I wanted her back, I needed her back. I couldn't take it any-more and all this death was driving me insane it in the literal sense. I could feel the darkness taunting me wanting to give in as I so desperately wanted to use Spirit just to feel it surreal power. The amazing feeling that came as the magic flowed through my body was better than anything I had ever felt and all I have to do was summon it just by merely focussing on a seed and willing it to grow into a tree. It was that simple and how I yearned to give into the temptation but everything comes with a cost and to access that power would cost me my sanity. However with Rose gone what use was my sanity. If not for her passion and veracity what was there to live for, for all the woman and alcohol in the world could not compare to her sweet scent, her inciting figure and her beautiful soul.

It was so tempting to just give everything up and succumb to the power that was always calling me especially with all this sadness and depression in every ones aura. I continued drinking myself into a stupor just to numb the pain because is was so hard to focus. There was so much muddied red which meant people were quick to anger and could lose their temper over the slightest thing. I could also see Orange which provoked the individual to be hot headed and quick to lose their temper.

Dark/muddy forest green showed that there was a lot of jealousy, resentment and people feeling like a victim of the world; blaming self or others as well as insecurity and low self-esteem which was a result of lack of understanding personal responsibility and being sensitive to perceived criticism.

Dark or muddy blue meant a fear of the future as well as a fear of facing or speaking the truth. There were hints of dark and muddy gray implying residue of fear accumulating in the body, with a potential for health problems.

Above all there was the ever so present BLACK AURAwhich only drew or pulled energy to that person and in so doing, transformed it. It captures light and consumes it. Usually that in turn indicated long-term forgiveness (toward others or another) collected in a specific area of the body, which could lead to health problems; also allowing negative entities within that person's aura, chakras, or body.

I saw and felt all of this and it was everywhere I looked. I couldn't escape it hence my abuse of the Russian Vodka I had stashed away for very special occasions and this was a very desperate occasion.

However as I shook off my morning haze searching for something to drink as I had not inhibited any alcohol for almost 6 hours due to the intense bout of numbing liquid I induced the night before I felt a different sort of Aura tingling through the air. It was something that I had not sensed in a while and it was as if my sanity somehow had the desperate desire to be reclaimed and it awoke a spark inside of me. I calmed my beating heart and opened my mind to try and trace this glitter of... hmmm was that hope I sensed?

Yes I felt a trace of the color Light or pale yellow which implied spiritual awareness; optimism and hopefulness leading to positive excitement about new ideas. This was definitely something I was in desperate need of so I quickly changed into a new outfit not bothering to shower or groom myself properly just in-case I missed the trail. As I left my guest housing I followed the way of a sort of invisible silver lining that lead me to non other than Lissa's apartment. To say I was shocked was to say the least. Lissa was is a real bad way and because she did not self medicate like I did the darkness of Spirit was really affecting her especially after all the healing she had recently performed.

I knocked on her door and waited patiently.

"Adrian what are you doing here?"
"Hello Cousin, you didn't think you could keep your secret away from me?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Well let's just say that there is a spark in your Aura and that only can be from one thing! Rose!"

"Adrian please you can't say anything!"
"Oh don't worry Lissa, I won't say anything to anyone but you are going to ell me everything!"

So Lissa explained everything that Belikov told her over the phone and I had to say this was not what I had expected but it was better than Rose being dead dead...

So as she finished up she implored me to understand.

"Ok Adrian now you know and you understand how important it is not to tell anyone!"
"Don't worry I won't tell anyone!"
"Oh Adrian thank you so much!"
"I won't tell anyone because I am coming with you!"
"But Adr..."
"No buts I am coming with you whether you like it or not, or you'll have to deal with Aunt Titania, and no I don't mind pulling out that card if it means that I get to help Rose!"
"Ahhhhh fine, pack your things we are leaving in an hour!"

"Great meet you on the runway!"

By the time we was settled on the private jet, which funny enough I managed to arrange, I had felt a slither of hope that I would once again get to see my little Dhampir and boy was I looking forward to that, who cares if she was a Strigoi I was sure everything would work out!

I mean what could go wrong?