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C. 18

I began to wake and immediately felt like my head had been flooded, while I had just woken I felt as if I had never slept. As my mind slowly caught up to the rest of my body I realized that I was in a new place, without Niklaus. Pain emitting memories of the man in the woods and my fate without Niklaus began to play and the instinct to get away quickly took over my body. My escape was all that clouded my mind as I struggled to drag my fatigued body out of this strange bed and up the never ending stairs, somewhere in the haze I pushed open the wall at the top of the stairs and fell onto a hardwood floor.

"Oh Beasty." His voice like music to my ears, it caused me to find the strength within and attempt to pull myself off the ground but he let me do little work as he lifted me with a careful grace and craddled me within his arms.

Here in his arms I was at peace, but feeling better as the seconds rolled by. As time ticked by I became more aware of my surroundings; I felt that I was being cradled in his lap as he sat at his desk reading a book and the room, this oddly familiar room held something in here. Upon more thinking I became alarmingly aware of what it was, this room held death, this is where they died.

It was instinct that took me from Niklaus' arms and across the room within seconds, it was fear that stared at him. I was in a state of shock and my mind was absent of his calming words and gestures, all I could do was look from the bookshelves to the ground and see each of their bodies surrounded by blood, and he was here in the flesh with a bloody hand reaching out to me. I wasn't reacting to any of this rationally, there could be an answer for all of them but my body was incapable of doing anything but trembling as if I were freezing but I was sweating.

This room was the sign of death, this place was a grave yard for women like me, the ones dumb enough to fall in love. I felt myself grow nauseaus as the images of naked bodies lay bludgened and lifeless in a pool of their own blood and the man that caused it was in front of me. My heart beat rapidly as Niklaus continued to approach me and the only thing I could see was a crazy man with stained hands reaching towards me, all of their blood coating his hand in deep red and dripping to the ground. I was panicing and not reacting correctly, I should be running, I should run, why can't I run? My breath grew more shallow as the image of the Cambion laying limp in front of the bookshelf next to me flashed into my mind, she stood no chance against him because she loved him as I do, will we share the same fate when he deems me unworthy of his time.

The last thing I felt was the sensation of my knees giving out just before the world fell into darkness once again.

"Wake up my darling." A familiar voice said through the darkness.

"Come to this side." The voice said again. I don't know which side to go to because it is all dark but it couldn't hurt to swim to the voice

"That's it, just a little further Seraphina." The woman said, and she was right. My mind floated just a little further and I was back in the land from my last dream, the one with the beautiful green hills, the vibrant flowers and butterflies, the pure stream with the vibrant fish, I was back, and so was Alina.

"I'm so glad I could reach you Seraphina, now that you're at his manor it will be increasingly more difficult to speak to you the longer you stay." She said.

I frowned my eyebrows, "My name is Adalaide, not Seraphina." I told her and instead of apologizing she smiled lovingly. "They are both your names, Seraphina is your angelic birth name, the name your father gave you."

"Does that mean I have a demon name too?" I asked her and was rewarded with a soft laugh. "No honey, they refuse to give you a name because they do not wish to claim you as their own." She said.

Hell didn't want me, with that knowledge I couldn't help but think that I was broken or somehow not worthy to be claimed by them. In the midst of my thoughts my knees grew weary so I decided to take a seat and allow the soft grass to envelop me, I was not alone in my seating, Alina sat next to me and we both watched the fish in the stream.