Everything was spining and none of the air around him seemed real anymore. He looked up at the white skies and frowned because it was weird, the grass underneath his knees was still green and in heaven is supposed to be white. He placed a palm on his heart and felt a perfectly normal skin, no woumd or blood in the place the dagger was.
He stood up and looked around him, not realizing where he was. Everything was empty and he knew something was missing but he could recall what exactly.
Its like he knew something was misding and that it had to do something with a person he knew well by now but he couldn't seem to remember anything. He stood on the endless grass and no sound was heard, not even the wind or the steps he took.
"You're not supposed to be here." He heard a gentle voice but still couldn't find any face.
"Go back Ashton, fight this."
"Mom?" It hit Ashton like a punch and felt his heart sinking.
"Ashton." She stood up infront of him now, letting him see her now that he recognize her voice. In this place you barely have any memories but Ashton wasn't a normal human.
"Mom." Ashton frowned, "I died?"
"Not yet." She shoke her head.
"Where is dad?" Ashton couldn't tear his gaze from her and he couldn't understand why wasn't he hugging her.
"He's watching you."
"I feel weird."
"That's because you're between. You need to fight and stay alive."
"What if I want to stay here?"
"This isn't your place huney." She spoke gently and as she called him honey, her looks hit him.
She didn't look sick anymore and she was perfect, her blond hair and the brown eyes that stared at him warmly.
"Do you love me?"
"Of course." She smiled and he dimples popped, showing him just how resmble they are.
"Go Ashton. I'll see you when the right time will come."
"I want to hug you so badley but I can't touch you." She muttered to herself, her white dress flying with the sudden wind that attacked them because of her mood.
"Why not?" Ashton took a step closer and she shoke her head.
"If I will, you will be more drawn to the dead."
Ashton stayed speechless and she blowed him a kiss, a small pop of energy that shoke him from his trance.
"Fight Ashton, fight!" Luke grabbed the dagger and tried pulling it out but with no success.
Ashton screamed with pains and Luke released the dagger, not touching it back.
"I can't pull it out." Luke muttered as Ashton opened his eyes and met his gaze.
He looked at Caius, who laid on the ground with a wooden stake in his back but still had his eyes open.
Luke stood up and walked over to Caius, snapping his neck and making him release every energy he held against Ashton.
Ashton started pulling the dagger back and Luke fought the urge to pull it out quickly.
"Luke, his eyes." Liam spoke, noticing how Ashton's eyes started bleeding.
"Ashton drink," Luke bite his own wrist and pinned the open wound to Ashton's lips. Ashton moved his head back and took in deep breathes.
And then he started throwing up, and neither Luke or Liam knew what else to do.
Ashton laid back and stared at the skies, inhaling deep and letting his energy run all over his body.
"You need my blood Ashton." Luke looked at his wound.
"Maybe you should watch how he heals himself."
Luke frowned and waited as he stared at wound again. He watched how the wound slowly closed and how warm his body turned.
"He's strong enough to heal by himself." Liam watched closely as well.
"Ashton." Luke placed his palm on Ashton's body, helping him with the process.
"Ashton is going to be fine. We need to deal with Caius."
"You mean burn his body?" Luke glanced at him.
"He's not dead Luke. Its not that easy to kill an immortal. You need to drain him from his blood, that's the only way he won't come back to life."
"Gladly." Luke glanced at Ashton and stared at him for a few moments befor standing up and walking over to Caius
He lifted him by the coller of his shirt and bite him roughly, drinking the blood from his vain despite knowing it won't do him good. He needed to get rid of Caius so that Ashton would be able to live with no danger above his head.
The color in Caius's body slowly turned blue and Luke kept drinking until the last drop of blood.
Ashton watched as Luke's fanges were stabbed in Caius neck and how blood filled his entire mouth and lips.
It was a horrified sight, Luke looked like a wild beast and Ashton couldn't take off his eyes from the sight.
When it was over, Luke tossed Caius to the ground and took deep breathes to calm himself from the rush. He wiped the blood with his sleeve but that didn't clean much and he was still bloody stained all over his mouth. He walked over to Ashton and kneeled infront of him, checking the wound that already been healed properly. They stared at eachother and neither of them seemed like they had something to say.
"You were right." Luke spoke after long moments of silent.
"You should have come with me instead of staying here." Luke's blue eyes darted aside just to make sure Liam indeed was gone.
Ashton didn't reply to anything he said and all he did was stare at Luke as he kept laying on his green grass. The sight of his mother was still in his head and the things she said to him. He wanted to cry but he couldn't, something in his mind was off and refused to let him shed tears.
Luke pulled Ashton to stand slowly and led him into the house, he was fine but his body was still harsh from all the different energys he body was having.
