The only beauty of the pain I went through was being able to sleep in the arms of the man I loved. Other than that was pain that was making me go mad all the same. My entire body hurt and my throat was way too soar to even swallow. There were a lot of things I would believe in the world, bit the one thing that I couldn't get into my pretty skull was the fact that my own father was Willing to tear my soul apart to get my power and destroy it!
Who would believe such a thing would happen to a girl like me and to make the matters worse, on my nineteenth birthday?
Well fate was a joke and it was laughing in front of my face.
As usual the people who came to see me were that same pair. But now Elia, Clark and Dom included. I could say I had friends if not family at that moment. They all look worried, but the one who was pale the most was Grey and Sandy. I could tell the little girl really loved me.
All the same I was the weak one, I was always laying in bed, white as paper or half dead and Grey had to carry the burden of making sure I was able to get back on my feet again. A tough task right?
I couldn't help it I was maybe the most wanted among them all or maybe the most precious among them all till everyone was making haste to tear my little self into pieces.
"You always scare us Becky, what happened this time?"
"It's papa"
"Am so sad, I want to beat that man to death" sandy swore
"I will help you do it" I teased
"Why is he doing this to you again?, When you were a kid he was always beating you up, the other day you had to go through a painful ritual to save all those four hundred vampires and now he is trying to scrape off your power too. What a great man he is" Ariana complained sturbbonly
"Maybe he knows what he's chasing" I answered simply
"Do you even know how you looked? Your skin looked like dry dragon scales. Your eyes were sunken then your hair became so stringy. You scared the shit out of me" Ethan said I just smiled wearily
"If anything happens to you we are all doomed. I wish I had means to teach that David a lesson " said Clark
"He doesn't have the slightest idea that you are a master goddess of our master" Xavier muttered dreamily.
"Poor Xavier, he's always in love with the wind" Abi shook her head dramatically and Xavier glared at her.
"Alright guys, now leave let her have some rest" Grey suddenly spoke
"What a possessive prince you turned out to become!"
"What did you say?"
"Hey, take it easy Mr, am walking out " Xavier lifted his hands in surrender
"Go already, you need to nourish your brain dude!"
"Hey! My brain is just fine" he yelled
"But Becky said it, Flora told her you're silly"
Xavier glared at me.
"Don't throw daggers at me, I wasn't part of it" I escaped the childish argument
He snorted and said "then tell your man to behave" the others giggled and Grey chased him outside. Xavier kept yelling at him as they chased each other off. Dom shook his head in amusement.
"Seems like this three are toxic, now they are infecting the prince too"
"Hey Dom, don't poke us. I will punch....
"You better forget it, sir" Elia stepped in
Ethan burst into laughter rubbing Clark's back dramatically "you forgot your mate is not around. Poor thing that is what happens when you face a pair"
"Hey! Don't tease me and you are alone too, at least my fate is promising. What about you?"
Ethan glared at him"how dare you...
They also chased each other out like little kids.
"What a bunch of childish fellas" Dom muttered his eyes at the door.
"They are useful though, they are entertaining" Abi shrugged.
"We should let the girl rest for now" Elia stated "and you, if you feel anything wierd even the wind blowing to the wrong direction, scream out loud. We will be here in mini-seconds. I personally won't let anyone play with my sassy little girl"
I nodded obediently.
They left the room together and I lay down staring at the ceiling.
Was I going to lie down and wait for something else to happen and force me back on the bed again? No way!
I stepped out of the bed , walking over to the closet. There were only Grey's clothes in it. Only his shorts and shirts would fit me somehow. I picked a white shirt and a pair of swim shorts. With the strings they would match my little waist. I walked over to the mirror, my skin was just fine, just too dry. I used his moisturizer, what a Barbie doll he was. He had a whole set of moisturizers in the drawers and the dressing table. No wonder his skin was so spotless and smooth. He had no scars as far as I can remember except my own that I had given him with the enchanted knife. I was honoured to be the only one who had the privilege to scar a vampire prince.
I collected my hair in a messy bun and left the room immediately. I first collected the SPELL BOOK from my room and headed to the library. This time I didn't teleport inside, I found the key through the spell book and opened the huge massive lock. The doors were several pounds heavier than anything else. It was dusty as usual the webs were all over the place. I lit the candles along the walls using the spells again.
I settled on the dusty floor and arranged a bunch of candles around and opened the book.
I had read it in the past, how to summon the hidden spirits of a certain power.
I was planning on summoning the spits connected to my power which is basically witchcraft. If my power was connected with the witches then I would find out today and if not I would ask someone to help me with the vampirism rituals then I would know. This way I will find out if my parents had anything or any connections with the witches or vampires.
I sat down cross legged and read through the book.
... Laissez le pouvoir des créateurs de ma force ouvre les miroirs et les portes à mon pouvoir et nourrissez-moi la connaissance de ma force et de mes capacités....
.....Leave the power of my strength's creators opens the mirrors and doors to my power and feed me the knowledge of my strength and capabilities....
Then a sudden strong current filled the room the shelves were shaking dust spilling all over the place. I was scared honestly, voices rung all over the place like those of ghosts and spirits of the dead. I sat tight my heart racing, my mind blunk then there was an eerie silence that was scarier than the voices that were hauntingly filling the room. I stood up slowly watching a dark mist that came from the spell book in a thin fine thread. The mist moved in spirals forming several intricate shapes and motions in air.
The mist surrounded me making me feel dizzy and nauseous. I staggered around knocking the candles over then I was frozen on my feet unable to move. Then a voice rung in the vast room...
....La puissance de cette personne est la clé des autres cherchent. Le propriétaire est la fille d'une mère de Grande Mère!...
....The power of that one person is the key the others seek. The owner is the daughter of a mother of greater mother!...
The strong current slowly died down then the room was was dead silent. The dark mist continued to whirl around my body smoothly then it finally settled around my feet like a puddle of water then disappeared into thin air.
The spell book was gone , it had changed into the dark mist that had disappeared suddenly. I sighed sitting on the floor cross legged. I couldn't understand what the words that the book had said.
The power of that one person..... which person?
Is the daughter of a mother of a greater mother.... what mother of which mother?
I scratched my head trying to seek some explanation from my own understanding but I couldn't find any. I gave up on finding out what and which instead I decided to find out more about the blood vows!
I found the same book I had read previously. I read through in a hurry taking head to only a few words and sentences that seemed significant in some way. Then I finally settled on a page that mentioned something concerning the vow of blood between mates.
..... a vow between a mate linked with blood is a symbol of oneness that is signed in the ancestral books and that cannot be redone by anyone not even the greatest ancestors. Once the vow has been made it means the two are to live together and die together. It is a stamp printed on their destiny and life. And whoever gets tempted to come in between the two who are tied Into one dies a terrible death!I die where you die! Your enemy is my enemy! We share happiness and joy and sorrow in every step till death does us part!
I sighed heavily once I finished reading that part. It was a big issue for sure and it scared me somehow.
I perused through to the next part of the book.
Black magic the link with with blood vows
The last blood vow of magic was made in 1334 it was recorded by the last king of the Spikes coven of those times. The books originality is not known but by the symbol of the front page it can be clearly identified as THE DEVIL'S POWER BOOKLET. It was discovered by a great scientists of the witch clan who was possessed by the books power and as a result he became the source of evil and disaster to the world. Later a great researcher discovered the book several years later when the vampires clans in Spain were developing the school of younger vampires THE PETAL COVEN. He tried to destroy the book by all means but it was not possible so he asked his most trusted servant who was a builder to burry it within the walls of the building and he did so and the world was quite for a long, long time. He hoped the book would never be found.
The vows are made with a lot of blood, the victim is always under full control of the satanic power held within the book,it satisfies the needs of the victim that are based in greed and selfishness. Once the victim is in fully controlled by the power he receives what he has desired the most. He becomes a disciple of the king of the underworld and the book seeks the next potential host! And the cycle continues.
Swartz, the merchant died with one wish that someone would be able to find a way to destroy the book or send it back to where it belongs!!
This writtings were brief as if whoever wrote it was in haste to write the words. The handwriting itself was not neat at all. Whoever was writting was under a threat or was scribbling it down before something happened.
I shut the heavy book and stretched.
So he was clearly bound to the king of the underworld and he got what he wanted... Power and the dark wings. What a kid he was... Why was he so silly? But I wouldn't blame him, he was left alone by his mom, he was left dejected and lonely it was normal to want to be stronger to regain respect and have a place. I wouldn't blame his mother either she had to leave too. So the villain in this whole thing was the king of the underworld!
It is as it is, the devil knows what we want, he knows what we desire deep down in our hearts he knows. He knows those selfish thoughts we always strive to keep hidden and prevent them from surfacing. He knows how to dig them out and make them seem like things that we dream of. And once they are dreams we are always doing our all to achieve them in one way or the other. It becomes the begging of our ends and the end of our beginning. We shall be happy with the outcome or regret it.
All the same it is our desires that always burry us into misery.
As Grey was!
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