Love has been ripped away from Ivory right as it was within her grasp. She has died and forgotten the one she loves and he must fight to get her to remember him, but even after she remembers will she love him? Ivory must learn how to control her dra...
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Esha Ivory Dracula's POV
"Do you think you can continue?" The words I speak are the same as the ones Steven spoke to me when I killed for the first time.
"I have to." Smiling I nod and take the knife she stabbed Gram with. I hand it to her and we make our way to the roof.
As we make it up there I crouch and shift, I let out a vicious growl causing the battle below to cease for a moment. 'Get on my back, Sarah.' Smiling she climbs on and holds onto my spikes, after she is settled I take off. Jumping off of the roof I swoop low before gaining air. 'Your leader is dead and I now stand above the hemophage nations. Set your arms aside or fight, the choice is yours.' I watch as most drop their weapons but others continue to fight. I land after the last hemophage has fallen. The people gather around me, Sarah slides off of my back and I shift to human form. "There will of course be many small groups of rebellions but we must simply snuff them out before they gain too much power." The men nod and I slowly walk back to the place where my love lay slain. I kneel beside him and touch his head, "Though I was the one that has slain you...know I love you." I whisper softly to myself, "Out of death new life is born..." I kiss his cold lips, there is a cold air that brushes across my lips. When I open my eyes I see that his body is breaking off and little butterflies are forming and flying away. As I watch the life being brought forth through death I become aware that I am crying. Tears slipping down my cheeks, arms wrap around me and without thought I lean into them.
"Like you said through death life is born." My eyes widen as I turn to see Death is the one holding me, "You are Life, I am Death and together we are harmony." Smiling and crying I hide my face in his chest as he hold me.
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Over the years I have become the head of Supernatural Headquarters and Sarah is one of our best. Little Raja is turning 8 this year and he looks up to his big sister, Sarah. We have found a way to play memories of Raja for him. Though Death and I have married we still want Raja and Sarah to remember and know their father. During the day of the dead Raja comes to see us, young Raja loves this time with his father. The family business is protecting the world from dangers. So far we are doing great, Steven comes in every now and again. We have formed an alliance with Dorrian and his people. Things are good but I know the balance will not last. This time I don't think I will be the one to stop it.
