In Darkness of the Moonlight

Chapter 6. Is it In Place?

Aleene

                                                                     chapter 6. Is it in place?

I JUMPED UP.JERICHO! MY MIND RACED. MY BROTHER STOOD STANDING IN THE DOORWAY, my twin brother.

"What do you think your doing?" He asked.

"None of your flipping beeswax, Car." I retorted. He hmphed and shrugged his lanky shoulders. I glared at him, my heart pumped furiously inside my rib cage.

I finally broke down, into tears. They fell down hot on my cheeks. Carson ran to me. I'd fallen to a heap on the floor. He rubbed my back, mumbling "stop crying, it will be okay.."

"NO! IT WILL NOT!" I screamed looking up."It's him...isn't it?" My voice faltered.His facial expression said it all. Jericho was the...prince. The....I couldn't even think it. My mind whispered gently ...the vampire prince...

I jumped up shrugging him off me. I glared, no..NO! this cant be happening...

"Get out."

"What?" Carson said Confused.

"Get OUT!!!" I screamed. Glaring. He coward under my glaze. I was the older twin so I inherited the power and authority. I was the Werewolf ...PRINCESS ! My mind laughed at me. Mocking me. I slammed my bedroom door, behind Carson.

This can't be happening. I thought to my self. I thought I could do this. I thought I wanted to be  queen that bad...but do I want to? I questioned my own sanity. I broke down into tears again. Throwing the pillows over my mouth to muffle the sound. In my tears I could smell the salt...could taste it. With every tear that I tasted it was like a memory came..and there were alot of tears.

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It was a drizzly mornig in 'Faolchu' ar, Ireland. Mother came storming down the hallway. Drapery  flying as she walked, almost running to me. "Follow." she snapped, clicking her thumb and middle finger togather. I looked at Carson, he looked at me shrugging. Togather we followed my mother. Queen Aria.Queen Aria of the Werwolfs. I corrected my self mentally. She wouldn't mind though because I was her daughter..her only daughter...and the heir to the thrown. Most argue that it should be male, but my mother says "the oldest of the royal family gets the thrown and that has been the way for hundred apon hundred years."

Therefore silencing any people who disagree with having another female as the ruler...the only reason Mother was the ruler was because the...Vampire Queen's Husband killed him, but not before father bit him poisoning his blood stream till togather they both died....therefore leaving females to rule both societies. Vampiric and Werewolf.

...The vampires... my mind grates over that name, they live in Tala'mh na Siocha'na, Ireland. Land of peace, I scoff,...right. They drink human blood, and leave their corpse to pile up. I mean how nasty can you get. I thought to my self. 

We entered the Queen's thrown room, where we have personal discussions.

"Sit," Mother snaps. "Please.." she says softly. We sit down at the same time. Mother looked around than she took a deep breath, to steady her self it looked like. I took a deep breath too, because she looks like this when its big, and by the unconfortable look she was giving...it was going to be HUGE. I braced my self for the coming words but what she said was worse than I could have ever imagined.

"I have something to say." She started. "The Queen, has to decided to give up the post to the next generation." I jumped up startled and yelled."Mother! How could you?Mother!"  she looked at me with agonized eyes."Aleene..Honey...when I said 'queen' I was not talking about me..." All of a sudden the room froze. Wait if she wasn't talking about her...than who? I thought sluggishly. She's talking about Queen Ida, of the Vampiric society. My mind whispered quietly.

"No!" I gasped. Mother looked at me with a sorry look. "The worst has not come of this conversation." She said as if apologizing.  Really? What Could be worse? I thought to myself.

"That means if the Queen of the...Vampires"   She said snarling the word." I will have to give up mine as well, because it's always been this way. The werewolf princess has to become queen...but can only become queen by...killing the..." , the few words came in  slow motion."..vampire...prince.."

Mother said looking at me. "Me?" I squeeked.

"Yes." Mother said. Her eyes bright orange."You have to find him,the queen must give her post to a male decendant, it is how it has always been. And you...Have to  kill him."

I suddenly felt strong. My land needed me. Me. My people, My brothers...my Were- family...My sisters...I straightened my spine. I looked Mother dead in the eyes. "I'll do it." I said determined.

" We have few pictures of the descendants.. only one will be the vampire..beware he does not know he is a vampire ... but you cannot kill him till he becomes a vampire...it's only tradition. There is no other way."

She pulled out a sheet with three pictures.. of three relatives of the queen. Carson, crawled to where I was and we slowly crept to where Mother was sitting holding the pictures.

"The first is,Name." He was a hansome boy of about fourteen, strawberry blonde hair and hazel eyes."This is Name McLarco."

"Next one, Mother." I said quickly. Mother pulled another picture out and this one was a lot older. He looked to be in his mid-twenties. He had dirty dishwater blonde hair and green eyes. "His name is Penn...McLarco...obviously." Mother smiled rufully. "

"Next.." I said slowly. Mother pulled out another picture. I froze. "And this is..Jericho, Jericho...Duncan, But with tradition if he takes after his ...Grandmother it will change to McLarco."

His Fire red hair sprayed across the page. His Emerald green eyes blazed. He was huge! He looked to be around my age, sixteen or so. " If he is it..."Mother said looking at the picture."You'll have to kill him as soon as he becomes a vampire. You should be able to kill him, because when they first find out they're a vampire, they are still weak. So who ever it is you'd have to do it fast."

My eyes kept going back to Jericho's picture.I didn't want to say anything but something pulled me to that picture. "Okay Mother. I can do it...No matter who it is." I said determined. I would do it. I would kill who ever the vampire prince was...and Carson would help me.

" Carson you will go with your sister." Mother said looking at Carson.

"Yes Mother." I mean what could he couls say.

"You two may leave, do not say anything to anyone." She warned. "If the Vampires found out we knew you two could be in danger because they dont know which is why. Thats the reason they killed Demitry-"Mother stopped her self. Demitry, was the last child Mother, and the Vampires killed him. Which left me and Carson. They thought he was the heir to thrown what they didn't know was that it was the oldest who took the thrown.

"So,"Mother said quickly."Is it in place? When will you leave?" I looked at mother and said "As soon as possible..tonight."

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I layed in bed crying, tears staining my shirt.I can't kill Jericho! I screamed In my Head. Breaking down even more, a diomand slowly being hammered peice at a time. I knew it would be him...I knew as soon as I saw the picture it was going to be him. I was determined to kill him...what I didn't expect....was to...to fall in love with him. To late. My brain whispered.You were in love with him the moment you saw the picture.  With that I threw the pillow across the room with a scream of helpless rage.