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I “woke up” and came back to reality from my vision with a headache. It feels like I am constantly having those. I was on the floor of the same hallway that I was in before when fighting with Julius and that guard. I look over to find Sylvia when I see her leaning over a now awake Julius. Hissing something in his ear.
“-will never be able to control her. She is like nothing I’ve ever seen before...” She looked up from whispering furiously in his ear to smile at me,
“No, Sylvia! What are you doing?” I exclaimed, she was the one saying he couldn't know how different I was, but she just kept going. Rambling on and on and smiling like a girl who's just won the lottery.
“She’s from the prophecy, and we have brought you down.” She smiled triumphantly but he shook his head, now smiling back at her like she was just a pawn in his game.
“Oh, I'm not the person from the prophecy.” He said, and Sylvia blinked at him in surprise. Obviously she had been sure he was someone important in this 'prophecy' that they keep talking about. “Thanks for telling me tho, I wasn't really sure if it could be her, but now I know.” With a final smile out of him, Sylvia looked like a deflated balloon. All of the earlier confidence and threat she had been broadcasting earlier had just been blown out of her. Julius glanced behind her, and a huge guard came out and picked Sylvia up one handed by her long wavy hair. She shrieked in pain, feeling folicles of her hair getting ripped out of her skull. She spun herself around to face her attacker, and kicked him directly in the nuts before I could even stand up to help. He did not fall to the ground, but instead let out a howl and back handed her across the face with his other hand, causing her to spin and fall into Julius’s arms. He glanced at the trickle of blood running down her face from her nose and dripping onto his arm. His eyes widened with desire as he lifted her delicately towards him and took a bite from her arm. Sucking from her, again.
“NO!” I shrieked and launched my mind at him with all my might. He didn’t stand a chance, as I threw him against the guard. Together, they landed in a heap on the floor. I picked up Sylvia, had her positioned so she was clinging to my back, and ran. I ran and ran as fast as I could through the corridors and hallways of the palace. It was sheer luck that we didn't pass any other people while I sprinted, panting heavily and bleeding heavily from my side. We reached the end of a hallway and found a staircase. I climbed as high as I could, ignoring the different doors I could have entered to go onto a differnt floor.I kept going and going until I got to the very top floor in a tower. I opened the door to run into the chest of the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen in my life.
“Well well, look what we have here.” He said, his eyes grazing over our bodies, assessing them. Not in the perverted way that most vampires do, more like a worried way when he took in how our bodies were so bloodied and bruised. I don't even bother answering, instead just limping past him, just dragging Sylvia with me. I plopped her her on the straw mattres that was on the floor.
"Your pretty strong for a human huh?" He said. The truth was, that was another thing I could do. I just figured it out a few seconds ago while climbing the stairs. It would be impossible for any normal person to carry someone else as fast and long as I just did while having a rib poking out of their side. Why was this list of abnormalties getting longer and longer?
"Yeah I guess, who are you?" I was panting and there was not time for small talk, Julius was out searching for us and I needed to know if Sylvia and I were safe with this guy. I was having a hard time focusing on speaking when his deep brown eyes were examining me. They looked like the kind that would be able to envelop a person and hold them in a warm, protecting bliss. I kept staring into those eyes until Sylvia's moans brought me back to reality. I shook my head to try and refocus, Sylvia and Seana are the most important things now, I needed to focus on the situation at hand and get the hell out of here.
"I'm Jallison Elmstone." He spoke softly. My mouth dropped open at his words and I quickly put myself between the evil prince's brother and Sylvia, arms up and ready. If my mind was focused and sharp before, now it was fully ready and awake. All things I had been thinking about him before has been washed away. He was on the other side, part of the other team. I couldn't believe I was sitting here, endangering Sylvia this way. Sure she just screwed up majorly and told our greatest advantage and secret to our opponent, but she was still my only friend. She was still someone to keep safe. I stuck my pointer finger out at Jallison and backed him up against a wall with my Gift while I walked to Sylvia, not turning my back on him for a second.
"Come on Sylvia, we are leaving." I said to her, daring Jallison to contradict. He was not going to be the one to hold us from escape.
"No, no. You misunderstand!" He says hurridly, arms up in surrender while he was backed up against the wall. "I am here as punishment. I am openly against the Palace and my brother. I hate them all, and I can help your friend." He said as he gestures to Sylvia. She was regaining consciousness slowly, and by the looks and sounds of it, painfully. I pressed my mind against hers and her eyes flashed open in surprise. I looked down at her soothingly and thought as hard as I could,
Feel better... HEAL...sleep... feel no pain...
"I'm easing your pain, go to sleep." I said out loud, and her eyes immediately shut. She brought in a relaxed breath as she began to drift into sleep. I caught a little bit of her last thought. Most definitely from the prophecy... and then nothingness.
"So you are on our side? You wont turn us in to the Palace?" I looked at him questionably. He nodded, anger washing over his gorgeous brown eyes, flowing down to pucker perfectly shaped lips... soft lips... Ack! Wake up! I was so focused on the wrong things right now that I missed the beginning of what he was saying.
"- of what they have been doing. They are killing the innocent and not being fair to the humans. I said for them to destroy the Black trade fully, but almost all of them use it, and when I called them out on it publicly, they threw me up here as punishment. Their charges were that I was trying to go against the ways of the Palace. If I wasn't royalty, I might have been executed." I gaped at him. This was the longest thing he has said to me yet. I nodded to him in understanding and relaxed slightly.
"Then I have a few questions." I said, "No lying, or I will know." He nodded again, one hundred percent willing to help me. He sat down in the one of the small chairs next to a round coffee table. I took the other one and sat down slowly, wincing as it tweaked the rib in my side. I put my hands down on the table and got ready to get to buissness, I had to word this right in case he was a traitor.
"What is the prophecy?" His eyes widened and he wouldn't look me in the eye. I looked into his mind and heard, God, the prophecy. That's what ruined everything. I'll tell her some, not all of it... No, she will not need to know all of it. What did she mean she will know if I was lying? Can she- he stopped, and looked at me.
I smiled hugely, not guilty in the slightest.
"Tell me all of it."I said, and he sighed, steeling himself to tell me. He set his hands on top of mine, sending a trickle of electricity through my fingers, and said in a deep, soft voice,
“‘ A female, a natural born Swift...Powerful, withought the limitations of other Swifts and their Gifts... ... Two lovers shall rip her in half... Only truly loved by the one that will kill her in the end...Leader expert in each Gift....shall be the fall of the Palace and the vampire's rise in power...She shall kill one of the lovers as love in turn kills her...On the day of the rebellion, she shall go to battle as the leader...Dark magic shall be forced upon her... she must choose to do what she must for the good of the world... even if it means sacrificing what means the most and going into the darkness for all time.’”