You used to captivate me

With your resonating light

Now I'm bound by the life you left behind

My Immortal-Evanescence

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Aimlea's POV

I was back in his castle. The freezing chill told me so although I knew I was dreaming. "Why isn't Caison dead Aimlea?" His voice boomed. I automatically dropped to one knee and rested my chin against my chest. "I can't kill him." I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper yet it still echoed around the empty room. " Can't or Won't?" He asked, his voice full of anger and boredem I knew that if I looked up i would see flames dancing in the deep black of his cold eyes. " Both master. He saw me when you made me kill the little girl. So I cannot use the persuasion. I'll have to kill him myself but when I went to stab him the pain started and I passed out." The conffessions flowed out of my mouth like a stream. Constant. I knew he was using the power over my dream world to do this and I knew he couldn't harm me but that fear still stayed like a rock in my stomach. " You are weak. It's just a little pain, You should be used to it Aimlea. Kill the boy. I don't care what you say I want him dead. He is on the list. In the meantime while you figure out how to kill him kill the others on this list. And be more careful covering yourself. You cannot be seen especially if someone recognises you." He hissed. I saw a scroll fall in front of me and vanish. I decided it would be best not to tell him the fact that I had been careful and I thought iI was hidden from everyone. " Yes master." I mumbled. He waved a hand in dismission then the world faded and I fell back into that deep, dreamless abyss called slumber.

Caison's POV

My eyes opened. My senses slowly returning to me. The sun was just rising and the sky was a purplish hint. The wood of the bench was digging into my back and I realised my head wasn't on the edge. The was something cold on my stomach. It wasn't that heavy but I could feel it there. I looked down to see a fan of blonde curls on my chest. I followed the strands until I rested on Aimlea's tanned face. Her eyes where moving underneth her closed lids and her bluish lips where aprted slightly. I was expecting her chest to rise and fall calmly and when it didn't happen I panicked until the memories of yesterday flooded back.

Aimlea is dead. So of course she wouldn't be breathing. Then I remembered that I had fallen asleep on one side of the bench while she took the other and now I was in a slightly sitting position in the middle with her body curled around mine. She was sleeping on her left side with her left cheek placed on my stomach. Her right hand rested on my chest while her left was inbetween her head and my abs.My right arm had managed to wrap itself around her thin waist and my hand also rested on her stomach which was hard with muscle underneath and the outline of a faint 6 pack. My left hand went to my chest as I started playing with one of those curls. They were more like messy ringlets and I wondered how long it took for her to untangle them.

She started to mumble something and I realised she was about to wake up. She started to stir and then I saw a purple glow start to appear. Slowly her eye lids fluttered open revealing slightly unfocused eyes. Suddenly the glow snapped off and they focused on my face. She was still slightly drowsy I judged from the slight slur of her voice. " I don't want to." She murmered. She lifted her hand to my face. Her finger tips lightly brushing the morning stuble I had before she blinked and sat up straight. Dropping her hand onto her lap. "morning." I offered. She looked over her shoulder at me then clicked her fingers. Instantly her hair was untangled and falling down her back gently.

I noticed her teeth shined like they had just been brushed and the traces of sleep were gone from her face. ok it takes 1 second for her to untangle her hair the thought brought a subtle smile to my face. " Whats so funny?" She growled out, her voice slightly husky from sleeping. " Nothing" I instantly replied. Apart from the fact that Your shirt and jacket is ridden up and you just made your self look extremely hot. She raised an eyebrow at me. Then pulled her tee shirt and jacket down. " Did you just call me hot? Thats ironic especially since I'm as cold as ice. I groaned when I realised I had spoken my thoughts out loud. Again."What did you mean when you said I don't want to?" I asked quickly changing the subject. Her eyes darted to the ground before the cloak returned and covered her up. She clicked her fingers and a list appeared with loads of scribbles on it. " 100 people. Great." She growled before vanishing in a wisp of a shadow.

A/N

I know it's short! But don't worry. Why do you think Aimlea doesn't want to kill Caison??? Amazing banner made my Midget459!

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Tanith x

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