Part 13:

Marcus’ POV:

The sun shone through the windows as I walked down the corridor, my feet brushing against the red carpet. The golden light lit up some of the stone wall, leaving the untouched patches cold. I was following the sound of a piano: Didyme was playing again. Opening the wooden door at the end of the corridor, I stepped through into the large room.

The room was almost empty, except for a grand piano in the centre of the room, and a red chaise long in the corner. The walls and floor were stone, with a circular, red sheepskin rug under the piano. Didyme was sitting on a red stool...

End of Part 11:

Lucinda’s POV:

“No!” She cried, panicked, shocked, and distraught. “No! No! Alec! Alec!”

Alec? So that was his name. Not that I cared; not that we cared. He was our victim, and we were taking him back for Mistress.

“Jane!” He shouted back, not so loud.

“Alec!” She was sobbing, but that didn’t phase me. I was a fighter, and we had just defeated our opponent. And what a trophy we were taking home!
I imagined what Mistress would say. I knew she would be pleased.

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End of Part 10:

Lucinda’s POV:


Watching the pair on the steps, waiting for them to turn and look at me, I decided the boy would be my target. He had the most bodies clustered around his feet.

I felt anger again, because I could have saved all of the fallen children. I could've have protected them from their attackers' powers. They would've been saved. But, I had followed Mistress' instructions. And I would continue to.

The girl's eyes moved over and saw me. She leant forward, growling, and the boy followed her gaze. I stayed still; the army behind me waited for my signal. The few moments of...

I've got no idea what to write...so I'm gonna try Pagsulat from the point fo veiw of one of the immortal children...

-VAMPirella x

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Part 10:

Lucinda's POV:

Mistress' words replayed in my head as I stood in the mouth of the alleyway, preparing to step out into the sunlight.

Be as matulin as possible. Take the first one you see. Then, get out of there. Mistress had whispered, her voice calm and authorative.

She'd stayed hidden in the shadows, like she always did. In the darkenss, I had seen the outline of a black velvet cape, with the hood pulled down...

End of Part 6:

Aro's POV:

Demtri and Felix moved to walk with me, but Jane didn't move. I had a feeling there was madami to this than I'd been told of. I looked over at Jane; she looked devestated.

"Jane, dear one, what is it that's upsetting you?" I asked.

It had been at least a hundred years since I'd seen her this upset. In fact, I didn't believe she'd ever looked like this.

Jane looked up at me. "It's Alec, Master. They took him away."

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Part 8:

Aro's POV:

My initial feeling was shock. How? How had a group of children taken Alec away? How was that...