Devoured Destiny (Completed, but being rewritten and edited.)

Thought Thirty-Nine. - Panic.

It's been a long week. 

All Neven and I have been doing is searching for our daughter. 

We have searched high and low, and we haven't stopped for a second. 

We won't stop. 

We have been awake for every minute of the day and night, our eyes and our bodies have not been put to rest.

Our child means everything to us. 

Neven is going to visit the gypsies, to see if they have heard or seen of anything. They are a very peculiar species, and even I have my suspicions regarding them. They had said that they had wanted to keep me. And why would they want to do that? 

Maybe to keep me from having the prophecy child. 

Who knows. 

They could be completely innocent, and either way, I don't think that they would tell us the truth anyways. 

I'm on my way to see someone that I haven't seen for a whole year. Someone that I have tried to put in my past, and had sworn to myself that he was never going to be a part of my life again. Someone whose name still sends shivers down my spine, when spoken out-loud. 

Jones. 

I run at the fastest speed that my legs can carry me at, which isn't at it's fullest at the moment. My body is becoming drained, and mentally I am weak. This is obviously all due to the fact that I haven't eaten or have rested in the last week. 

I wish that I was immune to having needs. 

I feel the dusty gravel, and stones beneath my feet. This is my cue that I am coming closer to the cave where the vampire resides. Slowing down even more, I see the cave and go up to the boulder covering the entrance. 

I think I underestimated the boulder the first time I was here, with Jones. I knew that it is big, but when Jones moved it, he made it look so easy. 

Effortless, to say the least. 

Now what am I going to do? 

Maybe he can sense me? Or Sibbul... 

I glare at it, as if I can move it with my mind. But of course, that doesn't work.

I'm not that talented. 

"Helloooo?" I scream, the desperation that I'm feeling incredibly evident in my voice. 

Only silence responds. 

I continue to glare at it, one last time. Although, even if nobody comes to let me in, I am determined to wait here until someone appears. Someone will have to come along eventually. I know that Jones needs to eat. 

I will the gigantic rock to move, praying to the heavens that someone will answer my prayer. 

And then it does. 

It moves. 

Just rolls to the side, and stops. 

I can see the large, dark cave entrance. 

My hopes are lifted for the time being, and I walk into the cave. The darkness envelops me immediately, there are no candles lit like last time. The coldness in the air sweeps over me, making me shiver. 

Wow, talk about depressing. 

I continue to walk through the cave, until I hit the living room area. There is no fire lit, and no source of light. The silence carries with it, an eerie essence. My footsteps echo off of the hard, stone floor.