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Chapter 20

Myrnins POV

My heart ached for her beauty. To see her face once again. In my dreams, in my thoughts, anything. Just to see her one last time. If I couldn't bring her back, I may as well have killed myself alongside her. I had seen her vulnerable so many times, first when she entered my lab unknowing of the dangers she had to face. Dying in the hands of the master draug Magnus. When I had seen her lying so broken, my heart sank so deep into my chest, I thought it might dissolve. Seeing her dead in my hands. That killed me. It hurt so much, I wanted to rip my own heart out and throw it into the burning pits of hell.

Whatever I had to do to save her I would, if that meant selling my soul to the devil I would.

Time had passed, too much time. I was scanning the lab for anything that could help me think of something to save Claire, and Michael.
"Think!" I shouted to nobody in particular. But my petty self. Not thinking gets people killed Myrnin. Just like you killed Ada, Claire and all those other victims that fall at your feet. You never think, you act. Thinking won't help you now The voice of reason I hated was being a constant running commentary to everything I did.

My mind went blank. Images of Claire rushing past my eyes in quick snapshots. The first time I met her, when she saved me, when she proved herself to me more than a weak human. The first time I touched her, bit her, and tasted the sweet divine blood that ran through her warm pure veins and into my mouth. The first time I kissed her, and she kissed back. The love I felt for her was not hidden. Not anymore. I was a fool to deny it. A fool to be in love, and a fool to kill. I ached for her touch.

"Myrnin" that whisper, the gentle tone, the love and harmony intertwined with heaven was all it took to make me turn around in complete adoration. I knew that voice anywhere. My knees quivered threatening to collapse in a helpless heap. It was her gentle stare that steadied me. I took one step closer when she repeated my name "Myrnin, oh Myrnin" the world stood still for a moment or two, while I drank in the sight of her.
I clasped her hands within mine, "O fy adar bach annwyl. Os gwelwch yn dda ddweud wrthyf sut y gallaf ei gynilo chi. Os gwelwch yn dda" I whispered so quietly, I didn't know if it was even audible.
"Myrnin, you know. Soon, you must save me soon. I don't have much time. There isn't any light here Myrnin, it scares me. Please hurry, save me, I know you can. Os gwelwch yn dda" Her voice faded into nothing. Her beautiful form left me. My body soon felt drained, as if she was my drug, my fix.

I whipped around my lab, rushing through files, ripping open old books, searching for something, anything when it hit me. Maybe it isn't something physical, that can save her but something entirely spiritual. Magic. No not magic, I could hear Claire telling me magic was stupid, it was all science, highly magnified. She was not right of course and that made me smile. I knew what I needed.

Eves POV

Walking down that alley gave me endless chills, not that it didn't on every occasion I visited the 'trap door spider' but I usually wasn't by myself; and I hated it. Hated it so much I felt sick to my stomach, that I almost retched. I was entering the home of the Vampire that killed my best friend, and I didn't know if I would come out of it alive. No time for deliberations with the wiser side of myself. A force surged through me, a sudden amount of will that drove me into Myrnins lab. It soon leaked out of me though, when I saw the state of the place. Being here earlier in the situation we were in, I hadn't really taken in the mess. It was completely dismantled. No time for my inner interior designer to jump out and give out tips on how to arrange his furniture and his colour schemes though. I had to find Shane and then find Michael, and try and save my friend, she wasn't a lost cause. No way.

"Shane?" I questioned the thick ominous air around me, when a hand snapped over my mouth behind me. I didn't move a muscle, I didn't even flinch. I let him think I was going to stay still. I knew it was a vampire; his hands were way too cold to be human. My heartbeat slowed somehow, although I was terrified. I waited until his hand began to go slack when I risked a sharp twist, and duck as he swung for my throat.
"Girl, wait!" Myrnin spat. I didn't, I aimed a punch for his face and missed as his hand gripped my fist in a shockingly tight grip. "I said wait, clearly your generation is more impatient than I thought. Now listen to me, you must and you will if you want to save Claire, and Michael" I gasped.
"M-Mic-Michael? What have you done to him?" My voice grew stronger, and fury burnt inside me, a sudden burning sensation rushed from inside me and my hand broke free in one fast motion. I didn't move away, I stood where I was keeping myself a safe distance away, watching him with a clear stare, one I was sure would scare anyone, including any vampire, hell maybe myself too.
"He suffered the same fate as Claire I am afraid. I am truly sorry Shreve, but we can save him" he looked sincere, as if I was about to jump on the bandwagon of crazy and join him in his Save Claire parade. I didn't feel anything. My emotions were locked deep inside me, darkness took over, taking away everything that I needed to feel human, feel me. I may as well have been a vampire right now, I was acting like one, maybe that's what happens when you are around them for a while, you begin to pick things up, habits. Right now I didn't care. I would stick my neck out to save Claire and Michael, and if Myrnin was my only chance, I would take it no matter how sick it made me feel.
"What about Shane? Have you killed him too?" I said it so sharply it may have been able to cut glass.
"Unfortunately no girl. He is still alive, by order of the Founder. Now are you going to help me or stand there like the grim reaper you aspire to be? Because I do not have time for debate. I need to save Claire and if you are not going to help, I will seek it somewhere else; and that my dear takes time, and time is something I don't have"

I considered it for a few minutes, but nothing came of it but raw emotion. Something just clicked inside of me; something I didn't know was inside of me. Deep raw emotion that was so strong that I fell to the floor, and cried, cried so hard, I could feel every tear drop hit my skin. Claire's still broken form passing in my mind, her body slack, the way she looked so vulnerable. Michaels beautiful smile, and glowing blue eyes looking at me with such love, pure love and I bathed in it. And it hurt, it hurt badly. That was when I stopped. Stopped crying. Seeing Claire's smile and Michaels love towards me, made me remember that I could still have that, they wasn't gone and that they could be saved. So I stood slowly, drained of all the emotion I had kept inside me, and looked into Myrnins eyes and said "Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it, anything" and I meant every word.

Amelie's POV

Emotion wasn't something I felt often, but knowing my fledgling had died, was like a stake in my heart. Michael was the only tie I had left to Samuel, and knowing he died at the hands of Myrnin, awoke emotions I long thought were departed. A single tear, gracefully trailed down my face, followed by many more. I failed Samuel when he was alive, and I fail him now and he is gone, it felt more heart breaking. Claire was gone too, and that upset me. She saved my race, this town and me many times, and her bravado is what saved me from myself, many a time. I glanced in the mirror, and wiped the tears away with a swift movement of my hand, something so childish it made me smile sadly.

I was right not to punish Myrnin. Not yet. He knew what to do, he had too. So many times he has saved me. He would be able to save Michael and Claire. He needed to, because if he doesn't I have no choice but to kill him. My old friend. Someone I loved dearly, but hardly showed on the surface. One does not simply express emotion freely when one is the Founder of Morganville. Here emotion could get you killed, and it was not a risk I was likely to take, but when it came to this, the only way to save someone was to use emotion and that was what I was going to do, use it to my advantage.

Oliver's POV

I awaken again. At exactly the same time as last night and the many nights before. I turn over restlessly to be met with Amelie's small and fragile angelic face deep in slumber, the knot in my stomach tightened even more. I arose as quickly and quietly as possible, the pull in my stomach getting stronger. I tried to repel the pain, but it came back harder each time. I took one last look at the room and Amelie before I left her, to betray her; again. I opened the door and stepped out into the night.

I walked to the meeting point and there she was. Stood there looking as innocent as a child. I took one step towards her and bowed, as I would to a queen.
"My lady" I said, my voice as blank as paper. I rose slowly keeping my eyes level on hers.
"My lady, Oliver? You'd do well to call me your Queen" venom leaked from her words, reminding once again I had no control. I bowed once more "My queen" I raised this time more loosely.
"I know you are trying to repel my control over you Oliver, but do not test me, I won't hesitate to kill you once I have no use for you. Be wise. I am not to be tested; you of all people should know that" The feeling of absolute resentment and a whole bunch of other feelings I had inside of me did not reciprocate on my face or in my body language. I stayed stood completely still, not being able to move, I wanted to run to Amelie and into her arms, something that baffles me still to this day. At this moment more than ever I had no doubt that I truly love her.

"Considering different ways to kill me Oliver?" she spoke to me like I was her pet, which I technically am and that alone made me want to rip her head from her shoulders and display it on a spike as a well-earned trophy. My hands ached to be around her throat, but her force is too strong.
"No Naomi, not at all" I said, just as blank as everything else that came from my lips. She began to circle me, as a shark would prey. I wasn't the predator this time.

Just as she always has, she wants to take over Morganville. A task she seems to think is her destiny. Naomi isn't a leader but a throne snatcher. I lead, I take men into the battle, and lead them to their victory, Naomi leads them to their death, and whoever else gets killed is just collateral damage.

"I have been very busy Oliver, evaluating each and every single citizen of Morganville, from Human to Vampire, and I must say, I do not understand what you and Amelie are doing. Too many people who are so worthless to me and to you, tell me why you keep them?"
"They are part of our survival" I say looking at nothing but the simply beautiful garden I stand in, that holds no appeal to me when it is being occupied by something nature should discard as ruin.
I turn around to face her just as she laughs quietly. Cute if you didn't know how truly cold she was.

"Your survival? We're predators Oliver! We hunt! I am all for the cattle and the cage, but this is ridiculous. How can we live up to our name when we treat them as equals? We are their superiors, and they need to be reminded of that" Silence looms over me heavily whilst she awaits my answer. I manage to hesitate, which might not have been the most astute thing to do. I didn't have time to move not that I could, before she grabbed me with one hand, tilting my neck to the side, exposing the cold skin of my neck, she bit down and drank from me, venom from her bite ran into me, destroying the will I had managed to build up inside. Destroying my hope of defeating her. I could tell no one, I could not speak a word about any of this and she did well to make sure. I couldn't help but see Amelie's face looking towards me laced in disappointment, tears clouding her eyes, not wanting any of it to be true; but it was, because once again I have betrayed her, and there was nothing me, or anyone else could even do about it. No Claire to prevent such strong forces against us all. I had a nagging suspicion maybe Naomi was partially responsible for Michael and Claire's death, and maybe even Myrnins behaviour. She learnt a trick or two from her father Bishop, so it wouldn't surprise me if that was the case, not at all.

Once she had finished draining me of my resistance, she took a step back, and admired the garden we were stood in.
"Beautiful isn't it?" she spoke in awe "such a shame it will not stay this way, it will burn just like my blood sister will, and just like you will Oliver, someday" She turned around to face me once again.
"I must go Oliver, you know what must be done, I would say if you do not do it I will kill your loved ones, but you don't have the capacity to love. I'll leave you now, but trust me, if you don't do as I say, you will regret your choice every second, for as long as I shall let you live"
I bowed before saying "Yes my Queen" once again. She responded with a curtsey only a regal queen would display, before she left and faded into the night.

I suddenly gasped for air, not needing it, but feeling comfort from the familiar feeling I once lost. I took in my surroundings again, appreciating it now the ruin was gone. I began to head back towards my chamber when Amelie approached me with a sweet smile upon her face.
"Oliver? Are you alright?" her voice was woven with worry. I grasped her hands within mine and took her with me. I opened the door, and lead her inside and closed It behind me with little force. As I turned around I was met with Amelie's lips upon mine, fuelling the fire inside me. I took her waist into my hands and hoisted her up to wrap her legs around me. The closeness made me shiver deeply. We were frantically pushing into each other trying to get closer and take control, furniture and valuables broken in the process, we then fell onto the bed. I trailed her skin with my hands, and smiled as she gasped into my mouth.
It was then I was reminded of the mission I had to complete.

Amelie whispered into my ear "I love you" as I drew the stake from my back pocket and plunged it into her chest.
Her eyes widened with shock as I said the words she knew all too well "I'm sorry".