Chapter 11: Facing the truth

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"Who-who-whos there's," I called to the mystery voice.

"Oh child, don't you remember this voice," red eyes peered out from where the voice came.

"No. Just no. It can't be," I managed to splutter out, while my mind went into overdrive.

"Oh but Sophie, it is just can be," out from where the voice was, came a tall ghostly man. His blood red eyes standing out from his pale skin, just like in my dreams.

I was frozen to the spot where I stood. It was only a dream it couldn't come. It just couldn't be true. I wouldn't let it.

"How can this be possible?" I questioned out loud with out thinking.

"Why could it not be possible Sophie, it was destined to happen," his cruel voice filled the once peaceful clearing.

"What so you mean, destined?" the questions just kept on being piled on.

"Oh dear child I thought the book would have told you,"

"How did you know about the book? I haven't even read it." A puzzled look crossed his face.

"She should have read it, why hasn't she read it," he started talking to himself. I stood there awkward. I was still missing so much information, and it seems like now I really was missing something big.

He was still murmuring to himself after what seemed like hours but was only a few minutes. I started to slowly back away, like you would do in any awkward situation.

"Quick grab her! Before she gets away" the man said. Quick as a flash he was behind me, just before I was about to turn a run. His ice cold hand wrapped around the top of my arm.

"You're not going anyway,"

What was I going to do now?

"Take her to base," another slightly lower voice came out of his mouth. Before I could reply or even think of an escape the world around me started to fade away, into darkness.

Voices all around, saying words I can't quite cling on too. Pink glowing through my eye lids. I just couldn't open my eyes. Like they were glued there, and wouldn't become undone. The feeling from my body was slowly coming back, from being completely gone. Pins-and-needles spread through my body, like every time it happened. I didn't want to move in case something bad would happen. I had no idea where I was. But too not move was too hard.

"She's awake," a voice echoed around the room. I guess I had been caught out. Opening my eyes, darkness filled the room. I couldn't work out what anyone looked like, only the outline of their silhouettes could be worked out. I tried too move around, but I was held down.

"What's going on?" I wanted answers to the questions that were filling my mind.

"Dear, dear Sophie, if only you hadn't gotten involved you wouldn't be here," the man from my dreams said. What did he mean? I did not ask for any of this.

Suddenly bright lights filled the room. When the blinding spots had gone from my eyes, I could see the vampires across from me.

"Guys guys are you okay?" my voice cracked, as I felt like a tug on my heart. Dame this mate bond.

"They won't be once I'm finished with them," the cruel remarks filled the room.

Oh know! This was just like my dream.

"They shall die for all they have done."

"What have they done?" I asked.

"They killed my soul mate, and will pay with their lives for it,"

Could it really be true? They killed one of their own? But they seemed so caring and just well nice. I knew vampires all had their dark sides but could this really be how bad theirs were?

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