Primal Inheritance: Freedom [COMPLETED]

Chapter 29: Elijah's​ Message

Shaye

"I found out while I was searching for other vampires," Elijah continued. "I went to the corporate building and overheard some of the executives talking about you. All of you." He looked from Allen to the other werewolves, then his eyes rested on me.
I thought I had accepted my fate with grace and dignity. I thought I could go out as a martyr and die bravely, but the moment he looked at me like that my whole body grew cold. I hoped it wasn't obvious my body had started trembling.

"Shaye," said Allen. "Can you use your magic to heal him?"
I wanted to say no. Elijah was going to die anyways, either by the flames, or by his own choice. This wouldn't do much good, plus the consequences that could follow aren't worth it.

"I can't necessarily heal him, but I can reverse time on his body to before he got burned I'm the elevator. It won't mend his broken bones, but it'll stop most of his pain."

I closed my eyes and got to work immediately, becoming so engrossed in the effort I didn't hear a response. I could feel my body heating up, a sign of me using magic I didn't have the energy to possess. I was use to the fatigue, but the nausea gets me every time. When I felt like I built up enough energy, I opened my eyes and started at my skin. White sprinkling lights appeared all over my skin , something I hadn't seen since I passed out when I first used magic.

The orbs of light floated away from my eyes. They didn't seem different in any way though. Some were multicolored and changing, while others looked like far away galaxies. I created the maximum amount of orbs that I could, four from reach eye, and they encircled Elijah, eventually flying into him from different angles. His skin started to glow like mine, and for a minute, holographic beams of light shone from him. When they stopped the smell of burning flesh was gone, and his skin had been restored.

Or I should say, the skin that had been burned was restored.

Even after I healed him, we all kept staring at him in disgust and shock. His body was literally rotting away. His jaw had a nasty gash that looked like it would never heal, his fingernails were black and bloody.
His skin was pale, and I'm sure that if he wasn't so close to Isaac's man-made bomb furnace, he'd be cold as ice.

"What the... What happened to you, man?" asked Allen.
Elijah looked at him with contempt, and I wasn't sure if he was actually mad at Allen or his own situation.

"It's happening to everyone. All the vampires, our bodies are dying on us. We've started to look like zombies, and some of us are getting weaker too. Like me."

Elijah looked at his own skinny, emaciated body, then back at us.

"That's what the vampires at the big building are really focused on. They are trying to figure out what's happening to us, and how to stop it."

"Your situation is similar to ours, something is happening to us too." said Jamie.
Elijah's face changed. "I don't see anything wrong with any of y'all, don't try to compare your problems to ours!" He snarled.

"Whoa, whoa wait." Allen stepped in.
"We're multiplying, they're dying. That sounds like a big ass difference to me, Jamie."

"Be that as it may, you can't deny that strange things are happening to both groups." I added.
Did you know this was happening to us?" Elijah said to me. "Did you say anything, or warn any of us it was happening?"