Chapter 2

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"Our forces will be under attack by them. You must hide Surma." ordered their leader Marina.

"The Vekazis won't ever forgive us!" cried Ella.

"Then perhaps I should" said Surma.

"But where will you go?"asked Ella.

"Don't worry my sister, I will leave Norway and go to USA."Surma hugged Ella who had started crying by now.

"Girls, our insiders are scared. Kristen has already seen one of the Vekazis in the forests. Surma, you must control your powers." said Marina in her strong voice.

They all were hidden inside the fortifications they had in the forests. There were hundreds of them. All hidden in the fortifications which had never been seen by anyone. Their power, their anger, their love, their fear, everything they had held inside themselves.

In the biggest Fortification, Surma and Ella the twins, Linda and Marina all four of the sisters were discussing about something for which the solution wasn't easy to find.

"For eighty years, eighty years! I took care of Mother. Vatcha didn't seem to care a bit. Mother was just his pleasure. Not more than that. When Mother came to me, I was the only one who took care of her. Linda and I were abandoned from our own house. The house in which we were born. Lives were very easy Surma and Ella, until Vatcha's heart turned into a stone. Until Vatcha abused his own wife. Until Vatcha didn't accept you twins. Until Vatcha almost killed Mother for blaming her that she had an affair with someone else to keep clean the so called family honour.

"But why do you keep repeating this again and again?" inquired Ella.

"Because we want you both to know how much sacrifices our Mother made and how much now we are going to make." Said Linda for the first time.

Suddenly an old woman entered the room. "Marina! The message has arrived! You must come. Everyone is there. Everyone is scared."

"Let's go! They need us. They need our help." Marina encouraged her sisters and with that they went outside where all five hundred of them were there. Surma followed them and was the last one to enter the place as she joined the cold pale white skinned, red eyed, long haired and strong voiced ladies who had all gathered with their children and no husbands. Some of them were over the age of one hundred years but were still juvenile and pretty. Wearing black cloaks with the hood covering their heads, they stared at the sisters who were standing beside each other. Looking at everyone.

They were not humans. They, were vampires. Each and everyone one them.

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