Recap:
I stretched my arm and caressed his face. I gasped slightly, feeling my power seep from my fingertips to him. I jerked back and pressed my lips into a line.
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"... As you can see, we've been invited to the Dance of Vampires. It's suppose to be held in a months' time. We also have to participate in a competition,"
"You okay?" I worried. He didn't answer just grabbed me and pulled me close.
"Axel--," I was cut off by his lips. They crashed down on mine, shutting me up.
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Alex's POV.
"We decided, in order to keep a steady system, we have to exterminate Veronika Matthews."
"And we pick Alex to do so," he continued.
"What?!" I gasped, standing up quickly. I refuse to kill her!
"You created this monster, you have to take it out."
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How am I going to find her? Will she remember me? How am I going to, exterminate, her?
I shuddered at the last thought. I can't kill Veronika. I just- just can't. She's everything I want. But on the other hand, I can't disobey the orders given to me.
I put my head in my hand.
What the hell am I going to do?
Chapter 12
"... And a one, twoz, three, fo- No! You ez doin' it wrongz!" Pierre shouted at me. I twitched slightly, getting irritated.
I was in dance lessons with Axel. His hand was on my waist, thumbing circles while my hand was on his shoulder, gripping it tightly. Our other hands were joined, elbows equal to the waist. I was glaring at Axel's smirking blue eyes.
"... You'z hav' tooo follow des mian!"
Translation: "You have to follow the man!"
I whipped around to look at the tiny French man. Suddenly, he clapped, a bright smile on his face.
"Yez!! Uze zat speid when youz daunce!"
Tsl: "Yes!! Use that speed when you dance!"
"You know what?" I started, stomping over to him. "I'd like to dance with you using my fists!"
I raised a fist and shook it at him. His smile only got bigger.
"Uze ze angaur! Let ze emotion, ze passiauion, in des motionz!"
Tsl: "Use the anger! Let the emotion, the passion, in the motions!"
(A/N: Eh, no more translations, see if you can figure it out.)
"I'd like to use the anger to pound your face--!"
"Veronika, be nice," Axel warned. I glanced back to see him serious. I growled and stalked back to him, returning our original position.
"Rememberz, follow dez maun. Okayz, let uz go!" Pierre turned on the music.
"One, twoz, three, four, three, four, twoz, one... Good! Dez ez good! Uze ze emotion!"
Anger boiled beneath my skin as I complied and repeated what Axel did.
"Spin! Uze des spin!"
Axel brought our hands high and flipped me around. I giggled slightly, feeling smooth and even movements. Axel chuckled at my face and lowered me close to the floor before bringing me back up.
The music paused, making us stop. We both turned to Pierre. He dabbed his eyes.
"Dat waz amauzing! You guyz weure perfectz!"
"We thank you for teaching us," Axel spoke, reaching out for a shake. He shook his head and ran for us, arms spread wide. We were then engulfed in a hug. Axel and I glanced at each other, both being people who don't like to touch. We slowly pried our bodies from the midgets'.
We said our goodbyes and Pierre left.
I quickly made my way to the "hang out room." I collapsed on the couch, exhaling heavily.
"Good work out, eh?" Astroth grinned, hitting my head and walking past.
I flipped him the bird and close my eyes, dropping my head on the arm. I sighed contently, feeling drowsy. A darkness washed over me, sucking me into a light sleep.
"I love you, Veronika," he murmured into my ear, just as I fell asleep.
I quickly awoke, in my bed. I sat up.
"What the--?" I questioned, rubbing my eyes awake.
"Veronika?"
I froze, hearing- that -voice. His voice, his name circled my brain but I couldn't grasp it.
"W-who are you?" I shouted, looking around.
"Right next to you," he taunted, making me whip back to see nothing. My breathing came in raggedy huffs.
"You didn't answer my question! Who are you?!" I said, hopefully my fear won't leak into my voice.
"I am who I am, you are who you are."
"Your voice..," I trailed, finding his voice familiar.
"Yes?"
He was right in front of me but I saw nothing. Slowly, I reached out. When my hand hit something- or someone -I jerked back.
"You're there," I whispered. A head started to appear, first black hair then red eyes. I gasped at the floating eyes and hair. He tilted his head.
"Are you scared?"
I blinked, shaking my head. A body started to appear, along with the rest of his face. I noticed, on his left shoulder, there was writing.
'This is the first day...'
That's it, it wasn't finished.
"Veronika." I snapped my attention to his face. An oddly similar one to Josh. Actually, a replica of Josh's.
"Do you know who I am?" He asked, leaning closer to me. I scooted back, hitting the wall.
"N-no, I don't," I stuttered. He groaned, sitting back on his heels.
"Think, think about it, Kinky." He pointed to his eyes. "Red eyes aren't that easy to forget."
"Well, maybe if you didn't erase my memory, I would remember you!" I scolded, feeling angry because he used the nickname only Jason called me.
"How do you know I erased your memory?" He questioned, moving forward again. I gave him an odd look.
"What are you talking about? I didn't--," I gasped, covering my mouth with my hand. I had said that! How did I know? My hand dropped.
Wait a minute, he erased my memory? Who does that?!
"You erased my memory? Why, in gods name, would you do that?" I narrowed my eyes.
"I had to, in order to protect you," he shrugged.
"What the hell? You don't just do that to someone! How did it protect me?!"
"You don't know me! It was a spur of the moment thing! I thought it would make you forget Jason!"
"How could I forget him?! He was my best friend, Alex!" I screamed. "What about Aliza or Jackie?! What happened to my mom? I haven't spoken to her in ages! She must think I'm dead! Alex, I will never forgive you for what you did to me."
My memories flooded my mind. I had an infatuation with the dark and mysterious Alex Smith. Late night lovers, parties every night, waking up, feeling dead. The mall, Jake, my car, school. Halo, Wall-E, vodka, dancing.
My eyes widened as I stared at Alex.
"Y-you did this!" I yelled, pushing him away. He flew back as I rolled off my bed, landing on my feet. I strode over and gripped his throat. I shoved him further into the wall, burying my nails into his neck. My fangs grew as I hissed.
"I'm going to kill you with my bare hands, bastard!" I promised. His hand went up and slapped mine, swapping it away. I twisted slightly, letting go of his throat. He was so strong! He grabbed my arm and pulled it back, putting a boot covered foot on my back. I yelped, my arm feeling like it was going to be ripped out.
"And it can," Alex growled, placed a hand on my left shoulder. A burning pain exploded in the center of it. I gritted my teeth, barely bearing the pain.
"My mark, a continuation of my tattoo. Whatever form you're in, this will remain constant," he explained angrily. He dropped me, letting me sag to the floor.
"Go, return to your coven."
Everything started to fade, blackening.
"I'll see you at the dance."
I shot up when the door slammed open.
"Quick! The kid is awake an he won't speak to anyone, just saying "Mommy?" We've tried everything but we can't get anything else out of him," Thomas exclaimed, bursting in. I instantly went after Thomas to the containment cell, forgetting all in my dream.
"Mom?" I heard a little voice. I looked in the window to see Axel with the child.
"Let me in," I demanded, gazing at Thomas. He nodded and unlocked the bolt. I glided into the small space.
"Mama!" The 8 year old cried, getting up from his seat and latching onto my jeans.
"What?" I gaped, gawking at him.
"Mom, my name is Jacob! I'm your little vampire! Technically, you're my master but I like mom better. It's less business-like and playful!" Jacob grinned, speaking flawlessly. He let go and went to the door.
"I have no idea on why they lock the room. I could easily break it open and escape," he turned to me. "But I thought, mom wouldn't like that and I don't want to upset mama."
I ruffled his hair.
"Well that's a good thing because mother would not like that at all. Daddy wouldn't like it either," I grinned. Jacob stared up at me.
"Dada?"
I pointed to Axel in the metal chair.
"Dad."
Axel stood up, glaring at me.
"What?! No, kid, I'm not your father," Axel told him. Jacob gave him a flat look and zoomed over. He motioned Axel closer and Axel bent his knees slightly. Suddenly, Jacob took his palm and rammed it up, breaking Axel's nose. He jerked back, clutching his face. Jacob then stomped his foot and jumped in the air, kicking his stomach. Axel flew back, crashing into a wall. Jacob landed softly.
"If mommy says you're my daddy, you're my daddy!" Jacob threatened. I was silent, widening my eyes at the child. I lowered myself to the ground.
"Jacob, come here," I ordered, moving my hand.
"K!" He skipped over and stood in front of me, barely taller than my crouched position.
"Do you know what happen to your human mom?"
"You and a weird looking guy killed her," he scratched his head, pouting slightly. "Why?"
"Just checking something," I stretched to my full height. I reached out, offering my hand to him. He eagerly grabbed it, grinning at me. We strode out, hand in hand.
******
"Favorite color?" I asked.
"Red!"
"Haha! Mine is blue!"
"What's your favorite animal, mama?"
"Hmm, I'd have to say a koala!"
"I like tigers!"
Jacob jumped on top of the couch, growling. I laughed, almost choking on the blood I was sipping. I was on a leather seat, upside down, watching Jacob play tiger. A dull pain started in my shoulder but I brushed it away, scolding myself that it was just a dream.
My internal clock told me it was 1:00 am. I feigned a yawn, getting Jacob's attention.
"Mama! Are you tired?" He worried, rushing over to me. I let my eyelids droop, slowly nodding.
"I think it's time for bed!"
Jacob, an 8 year old, picked me up and carried me to the stairs.
"As- Astroth!" He called, helplessly pouting at him.
"Huh?" Astroth turned around, spotting the boy carrying me. "Uh, you want some help?"
Jacob bobbed his head vigorously. Astroth zoomed back up the stairs and gripped my arm, pulling me into his. My eyes were shut and I was relying on my ears to see for me. Astroth carried me down stairs, abruptly turning left and gliding to my room at the end of the hallway. Jacob followed closely behind.
"Guys, I think I got it now," I mumbled, jumping in front of my door and landing. I stumbled slightly but grabbed ahold the door knob.
"Jacob, go with Astroth. Astroth find him a room," I ordered, exhaling. I felt woozy and drunk. I only had one cup of blood!
"But-!"
"Go, Jacob," I said sternly, opening my door.
"Come on."
Astroth dragged him away while I fell to my hands and knees. Dots started to cloud my vision and I shook my head, trying to clear them. My lights were off and the hall one was on so the only light available streamed through the open door.The pain in my shoulder grew, curling around my limb and neck. I let my fangs grow and my eyes twist into red.
"My mark, a continuation of my tattoo. Whatever form you're in, this will remain constant."
Words echoed in my head as the pain erupted into a blinding one. I yelped silently, hoping no one could hear me.
His mark, a continuation of his tattoo. My master, Alex. I struggled to get to my feet. I tripped into the bathroom and flipped on the light. I hissed as I was slightly blinded for a second and quickly turned the light back off. I could still see in the dark.I tore off my t-shirt and saw it. The forming, red, bump on my left shoulder. The skin was raw and splotes of blood seeped through it slightly.
On my shoulder, were the continuing words.
"... Of our immortal life."
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Alex's POV.
I opened my eyes slowly.
"Did you let her have her memories back?" Josh asked, tossing a basketball in the air. He was in my leather chair in my apartment. It was comfortable and livable. The kitchen was to the left if you came through the door. On the other side , there was a counter you could eat on. To the right was the living room, where Josh was currently was seated and where I was on the couch, fretting over giving Veronika's memories back.
Next to the living room was the hallway, leading to my room with a bathroom and the guest room. The guests' bathroom was in the hall.
I sighed, leaning back and running both hands through my hair.
"Yea, she almost killed me. She promise to kill me with her bare hands," I added, glancing at my brother who was staring at the ceiling intently, basketball gone.
"I remember that feeling," he blurted out.
"What?"
"I remember wanting to kill my master, Selene."
"You mean, our master," I pointed out flatly. Josh waved the fact away.
"Whatever, the feeling was all the same!"
I shook my head slightly.
"Her tone made me think she was serious, like she actually would." I turned to Josh. "Do you think she would?"
"Depends, but, knowing her for a short time, I think she's able to. It's up to her to get the guts to do so."
I blew out, leaning forward and putting my head in my hands.
Suddenly, the door burst open and in came Selene. Her raven black hair, smoothed to perfection and her cold blue eyes could rip the soul from a guy with one glance.
"Speak of the devil," Josh sniggered. I looked up and narrowed my eyes at her.
"What do you want?" I asked, knowing that she never came to visit unless it was to get something. Selene was a famous singer. Well, as famous as a person could get in the 1800's. We had met her and became best friends. That was, until Josh was beaten to a pulp and so was I, trying to save him. We had laid there, staying close and barely alive, in the middle of an alley and unable to yell for help. Selene came along and turned us.
"My dear Alex, why do you assume I want something? Can't I stop by to say hi?"
"No," I answered, crossing my arms. Selene growled slightly then returned her composure.
"I've heard about your little vampire," Selene hissed sickly sweet. I smirked at her, knowing she was jealous. Selene was very protective when it came to us.
"She swept me away, making love to me almost everyday. She's beautiful," I glanced at my maker. "Especially naked and underneath me."
Selene stared, a blank expression on, before slowly grinning.
"You sure like your power, don't you?"
My smirk dropped.
"You enjoy making a fool of me but your eyes give you away. You're irritating and a pain in the ass," Selene growled, getting closer.
"Selene, don't," Josh warned, taking a bold step. Her eyes flashed red as she snarled at him.
"I'm coming back," she leaned back, whipping around and went to the door. I smirked at her flushed and angered face. I had gotten to her. It slammed shut, making the house shake.
I shook my head, focusing on the problem at hand. A tough one, finding Veronika while she was in the mists of Axel, my one and only enemy. I didn't even know where the Dakota coven stayed.
I had decided to just kill her, get it over with. All my problems would disappear and she would be with Jason, her dead best friend.
And the dance seemed like the perfect time to.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hey loves, I dont really like this chapter so tell me what you think of it, what should I add? MY BRAIN JUICE IS RUNNING LOW!!!!! This IS an emergency... I need ideas.... <3
Anyways, hope you like it! (I don't)
Love,
Megs