Only Love Can Kill Me... (A One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter 2 - Tooled

**HOLLA! yeah it's me your one and only ;) so i decided to continue this story coz i actually like it :") ha anyway, there's a lot of new words here *made up* so if u don't get any feel free to ask in the comments :) annddddd i spilled a few hints here and there to give u an idea of the world i'm trying to create....

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               Shoot. Bloody, freakin, super, shoot.

                Dead dead dead dead.

                Not that I was technically alive in the first place.

                But still.

                Worse.

                Than.

                Dead.

“We’ll get Kazha to transport you back to your clan.” Harry stated as he headed out in the direction of the door.

Shoot.

It just got from worse to even worser. No, it got from worse to unbelievably inexplicably undeniably indescribably unfathomably WORSE.

“Please don’t send me back there,” I pleaded.

That Kazha wolf freakin smelled like garlic. And I am NOT going back to Head, especially now that beleaguer-some Trakhapist extorted that piece of my mind. Around him, I felt like my thoughts weren’t my own anymore. Wait…can he see memories…? Because if he only read thoughts, I just need to not think of important things when he was close. But if he can see memories…

They didn’t stop approaching the door.

Shoot.

They cannot step out the door or I was dead.

“I got cancer!” Nope, didn’t stop.

“I’m pregnant?” Didn’t work.

Approaching closer, closerrrrrr….

Come on Yynacca, THINK! What would grab their attention?! Say something!

“I’m a Tharyhn!” I blurted. Shoot! Not that!!

I bit my lip.

In times like this I wish I could just control my tongue and SHUT UP.

They stopped moving entirely, like, stones.

“A Tharyhn, you say?” Louis questioned without turning to look at me. I could sense a hint of curiosity in his voice.

Well. At least that caught their attention.

But now I’m literally already dead.

2 of my greatest secrets uncovered in front of utter strangers in the time span of 5 minutes, one of which I had kept to myself for the past 15 and a half years of my life that only my late mother and I knew about.

I am more of a genius than Sir Einstein. Note the pure irony.

“Yeah…? You do know what that means don’t you?” I replied while giving him the most innocent smile I could pull up.

“That’s preposterous. Such lies. Tharyhns are just myths,” the almost-bald young man said turning around to face me, sceptical, but I can also sense the bit of doubt he had concealed in his own words.

“But maybe it’s true,” Harry said, “I’ve never seen her kind of thoughts before. It was so complex and…different.” He said the word ‘different’ smiling and stared right at me. Again.

I gulped.

Charm or no Charm, that boy is charming!

No no no, pupils stop dilating, heart stop having ostrich races inside my chest, you can’t go attracto all over him. Humans are your enemies. Our clans do not mate. You can’t fall for him. You’re not allowed to love him.

I blinked thrice. Breathe in, breathe out.

Why am I turning into that type of girl character in a ‘forbidden love’ type of novel?

No. Just no.

“…and that can’t be her real form. Shape-shifters can very deceiving you know. They can conceal their true horrendous form with whatever pretty packaging they want. This,” Harry gestured my body, “is too good to be real.”

Did I hear that right?

Did he just say I’m too good to be real?

Cause this, is my true form alright.

Hiding my smile had never been this hard.

Shoot I’m still smiling like an idiot. Shoot Harry you’re so…so…I don’t know.

I’ve been warned that my clan was very passionate when it came to falling in love. I could say this was my first. And with a mere human.

“I still don’t trust her. Vampires on the other hand, are very convincing liars.”

“I prefer to use the term ‘creative truth telling’.” I chimed.

“Exactly.” The closely cropped hair man eyed Harry.

Louis stepped in the conversation, “But Liam, if she is telling the truth about her being a Tharyhn, then she could be a lot of use to us. The General would be very pleased.” He eyed me closely.

I eyed him back.

A lot of eyeing seemed to be happening lately.

Well at least if they’re keeping me here Head won’t be able to torture me.

                I eyed Harry.

                His facial details were becoming significant to my eyes like never before.

                Those 2 green eyes that had always entrapped me; those eyebrows I could stroke for hours; and those lips I wish could just interlock with mine-

                “Why don’t we talk to the General first? If we got her for him and he doesn’t even want her, then it’d be pretty useless work for us locking her up and stuff. In the meantime, we send her back to where she came from.” Harry bluntly stated.

                Wait, what?! Go back?! Didn’t we just agree on keeping me as a slave or something?

                “NO!” I shouted.

                They didn’t move to look at me. Again.

                “But she could leave and never come back. What if the General did want her? And we can’t get her because she vanished off the face of this earth without a trace?” the man I learned to be called Liam asked.

                There was a moment of silence.

                Then Harry spoke up.

                He licked his lips nervously, as if by doing that it would make him say the next words more easily.

                “We could affix her mind with mine. Like an inter-clan addendum. Make her my edanze. Bond her with me for life.”

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**updated: 23 jan 2013**