The house was suddenly very silent. I tried several times to sit and work out something that I could I use to teach my classes, but I had nothing. I knew that Daniel and Lily were really nice professors, but if I showed up after all this time away, then they might question the faith they had put in me. I didn't want that, I wanted allies against Mr. Spawling. I hated that man with a passion, but I needed people to side with me if there was ever a confrontation.
By the time Dominic got home, I was sinking into a slow depression on the patio. He took one look at me and knew instantly what was wrong with me. I felt the worry coming from him, but I just didn't care. I missed my old life, I missed Kelly, and I was failing miserably at trying to teach. The mood went darker as I sat there scowling.
“Mia bella, this isn't the end of the world.” He was trying to be gentle. I didn't appreciate any of it.
“It feels like it. Leave me alone.” I turned away from him and looked out to the sea.
“Emma, don't push me away now. You need me.” His concern was like waves of nausea hitting me.
“Go away.” I set my head on my knees and ignored him.
It took him a minute to decide to leave me out there by myself, but he realized that I needed a moment. He left without a word. I knew that because I could feel his consciousness move away from me. I sighed once I knew he had moved.
Tears slid down my face. This isn't how I wanted things to be. I realized that when I wanted a different life when I lived in my small town, it was nothing like this. I sat and thought of my time there. I remembered how it all changed once Mike came into my life- well Mike and my birthday. With disgust I realized my birthday was coming up, and that I would be wed on Mike's birthday. I felt frustrated with myself. I knew in my heart that I was doing the right thing by marrying Dominic, but I also saw that I would always love Mike. He was and is a part of me. I couldn't just walk away from a lifetime of having him with me- even if it was in my dreams. My tears came out in sobs for what I was losing. I was suddenly determined to see Mike before my entire life changed. I would get my life back in order here, have my wedding stuff taken care of, and then I would make a trip to Ireland. Once I had a plan I felt a little more under control. I took a deep calming breath and let myself slip into mediation.
Dom came out a little later holding a plate of pizza and a root beer. I smiled at him. I was thankful for him in my life.
“Hey, you feeling any better?” His words felt like he was testing the water.
“I'm okay. Thanks.” He handed me the pizza.
“I was worried about you. I thought about calling your grandpa, but I figured I would wait a little longer to see if you had collected yourself enough to talk to me.” He shrugged.
“I'm better. I need to talk to you.” I blew out a breath and took a sip of the root beer- it was my favorite Barqs.
“What's going on, my love?” He was worried again.
“A lot. But I guess that is not a very good answer. And I know if you said it I would want to throw you into the ocean. So let me try to explain. I'm missing my old life. I never thought that this sort of thing would be my life. I miss Kelly, and I hate that I can't tell her everything. I miss Mike- even if it upsets you. He was part of my life from the moment you left until I came here. That is a lot of time for me to just let go. It feels like there's a hole in my heart where he belongs. I'm stressed out about the wedding, and all this chaos of trying to stick to the month thing. And I'm seriously feeling inadequate about the whole teaching thing.” I let out a long breath and tried not to look at him.
“Em, you just need to take a moment to breathe, cara mia. I understand the wedding stuff. I knew that would be the case when I told you. And I'm sure the idea of teaching is overwhelming, but I'm going to help you with that. I promise. I can't do anything about your old life. It hurts that Mike was such a big part of your life, but it's something that I know. And that I'll live with. Perhaps if you went to visit him, or had him come visit?” I could see it hurt Dom to suggest this.
“I was thinking that once things are settled here that maybe I could go visit him in Ireland.” The words were hard to get out, but I knew I needed to be honest with Dom.
“I understand completely. You are the only one that I knew my entire life. I knew we would be together, but it isn't something that you knew. And Mike was the person you dreamed of for so long. I think that the Kelly thing will naturally work itself out. I know how you felt when you had to spell her. But I've yet to find a loophole around it. There is no reason for her to know of our existence. If for some reason she becomes involved with one of our kind- something completely looked down upon- then she'll find out that way.” He shrugged.
“Ugh.” I knew he brought up Kelly to change the subject.
Dom let me eat in peace and then led me into the library. He had set up a series of drafts for lesson plans. I wasn't sure if they were for his classes or specifically for me, but the gesture was so nice that I almost started to cry again.
Thank you. I knew if I spoke I might actually cry.
For you, the moon. He walked me over to the various papers and sat me down.
“So here are the typical plans that I do for my classes. But I tried to create one for each of the classes that you would have to teach. I figured it was only healing and mental training, I doubt that Leland would ask you to do anything other than be civil.” He shook his head laughing.
“Yep, those are the only two that I know of.” I took a deep breath as I knew I would have to learn how to be nice to Leland again.
Dominic went through each of the various articles on the table. After he had talked to me about what I thought I might teach the students, he had a sea of new ideas for each class- although he had more for Daniel's class but since I was trained by Betty to do this stuff, I had a better grasp on it. Ultimately, it seemed like there would be an overlap of information between the two. I tried to think about how many of the students were in both classes, and I realized that I had no clue- only that Leland was in them. I sighed and tried to plan two different sets of beginning plans, just in case I had a significant overlap. I felt much better once I had an outline to at least go off of. When we were all done, I sat back and rolled my shoulders. I looked over at Dom and realized that there was still so much that I didn't know about him.
“Hey, so when are you going to start training me in your studies?” I was still fascinated by the idea of all the different places he had been.
“Hmm, well maybe Monday evening we can have our first lesson. That way I can think about where I should start with you. You are so special and unique, Emma. I really don't know how you don't see it, but I'm thankful to be the one at your side. You are amazing.” His face was alight as he said it.
I blushed a deep red.
“Don't blush over the truth, mia bella.” He took my hand and kissed it. I loved to feel his cool lips on the back of my hand.
I still felt extra lonely and didn't want to sleep alone. I just didn't know how to ask Dom if he would stay with me.
“Eh, Dom?” I was staring at the table.
“What is it, Em?” He looked up at me from stacking his papers together.
“I was wondering... if you would... um.. stay with me tonight.” The words were like cotton in my mouth.
“Of course. Would you like to stay in your room or mine?” His voice never changed, nor his body language- but his thoughts were excited about the idea of being in the same bed as me.
“Mine if you don't mind.” I looked up at him from under my lashes.
“Not a problem. Let me pack up everything and change and I'll meet you up there when you're ready.” His words were matter of fact.
“Kay.” I said as I left the room.
I headed straight to my room afterward. My nerves kicked up as I tried to clean up any of the mess that normally fell onto my floor. It wasn't like Dom had never seen it before, but it was the first time I had invited him into my bed. I knew it was significant, but I wasn't sure if I was ready for that move just yet. I dug through my clothes to find a middle ground for my pjs. My black satin bottoms and a black camisole would have to do. I was slowly becoming more of a mess than I thought I would've been if I had just gone to bed alone.
A gentle knock at my door sent my heart into fast forward. I tried to calm myself, but I realized it was useless. I opened the door and let Dom in.
“Which side do you like to sleep on?” I asked.
“Wherever you want me.” He smiled.
“Well, I normally sleep in the middle with pillows all around, so I'm not sure how this will work.” I realized I should've thought of this before.
“You just get comfortable and I'll find a spot for myself.” He led me over to the bed and watched me get in.
I crawled into the middle and found my usual spot. My pillow was extra soft and my head squished right into it. I loved it. Once I stopped wiggling around, Dominic turned off the lights and slipped into the bed. He slept on his side on the left side of the bed.
“Are you comfortable enough?” I wasn't sure if I should scoot over or what.
“I'm fine.” He pulled me closer to him, and my heart leapt into my throat.
My head fell onto his chest. It felt so right. I suddenly felt more safe and comfortable than I ever had before in my life. I kissed his lips gently- once, twice, and a third time. I could feel his restraint as he gently kissed me back. A lust ripped through my body that I had never felt before. I knew just how far this could go, and I wasn't sure I was completely ready for that.
Don't worry, Emma. I'm not going to push you. His words were like a warm blanket on my cold worries.
I know. I pulled myself up until I was leaning on my elbow.
My hair fell in a curtain of blackness against his shoulder. I kissed him harder. His response was instant. My lips began to swell and control was starting to slip away from me. My heart rushed and my head filled with adrenaline. My body was trembling.
Are you okay? His voice was thick in my thoughts.
I shook my head, I knew that my voice would tremble.
My fangs slowly slid down and I was shocked.
It's natural. He showed me how he had done the same.
Okay. He could've told me that I had turned green and that it was natural and I wouldn't have questioned it. My lust for him and his blood was blinding- my control was shattering.
Yes, my love. Do it. His hands gripped my shoulders and helped to lower me to his neck.
I could smell the desire on his very skin. I licked it. My senses exploded with want. The salty taste was like the sweetest flavor my body had known. I kissed his shoulder, his neck, and then his collarbone again. His hands tightened on me, sensing my desire to bite him. I trailed my fangs lightly over his bared skin. Two faint lines of blood appeared. My mind exploded with the thought of tasting it. I kissed the wound gently. I kissed his swollen lips once more. His fangs nicked my bottom lip as he pulled it into his mouth. He sucked it ever so lightly. I swooned with the desire for him to bite me. I moved back to his little cut and slowly bit him.
The warm blood flowed into my mouth. Want consumed my every thought. I couldn't think of anything else. All I wanted was Dominic and his blood. He wrapped his arms around me- holding me to the spot, so even if I had the willpower to break away I couldn't. His body bucked against me, and I slid on top of him to straddle him. I pulled back and a soft moan escaped from his lips.
Bite me, Dominic. I sent the words to him through my haze.
He slowly moved my hair back from my neck and I felt his kisses trail from my mouth to the soft hollow of my throat. His fangs slightly nicked the spot and I felt the sting instantly. It was so different from the sting of a tattoo or a safety pin across the skin. It was a maddening feeling, one that drove a person to want even more. I pushed my neck against his mouth. His warm tongue reached out and licked the spot. Need ripped through my veins. I felt his teeth sink into my skin and I lost myself. My body reacted without thought, and soon I had bitten him again. Our bodies moved against each other, becoming slick with sweat.
He pulled back and looked me in the eyes. I felt like I was in some sort of trance.
Emma? My name was like a whisper on the wind.
I closed my eyes and tried to focus, but I wasn't used to so much blood being transferred in and out of my body. A slight moan escaped my mouth.
Emma, are you alright? He shook me slightly.
Uh-huh. It was like reaching for words in the fog.
“Emma, I need you to open your eyes and look at me, my love.” His words were ringed in worry. I didn't understand.
I struggled to do what he asked. It took considerable effort to get my eyelids up, but I managed partway. “What's wrong?”
“I think you're blood drunk.” He laughed.
“I'm not drunk.” But as soon as the words were out, I felt they were false.
“You've never consumed so much blood, or had any taken from you. I'm sorry. I think we need to stop for now.” He pulled me back and rolled me onto my back.
“Huh?” I was confused and felt slightly rejected. I pouted.
“Aw, mia bella. It isn't you. I want you to enjoy this, but I want you to remember it as well. If we continue you won't remember and you'll be very sick in the morning.” He kissed my forehead and moved the hair out of my face.
My heart sank, but I suddenly felt overcome by sleepiness.
“Kay.” I said as I snuggled up against him.
“That's my girl.” His voice was soothing and calm.
I slowly drifted off into a dark sleep.
When I woke up in the morning I felt worse than I had ever felt in my entire life. I vaguely remembered the night before, and how Dom had told me I would feel bad. I couldn't imagine feeling any worse. I rolled over, and my hand hit Dom's chest.
“Morning beautiful.” He smiled at me.
“Uh, I wouldn't say that.” I cringed as I moved.
“So I didn't stop soon enough. I'm sorry, my love.” His eyes were like shining emeralds.
“Ugh.” I threw the pillow over my head.
“I'd suggest that you stay in bed today.” He slowly got out of bed- his entire body seemed to glow.
“I think that is a good idea.” I mumbled under the pillow.
“You'll probably be nauseous if you get up, you should stay here as long as possible. I'll be back soon, my love.” He kissed my forehead lightly.
The mere thought of getting out of bed made me want to crawl under the bed and die. But my bladder didn't agree with me. I slowly moved out of my bed and my stomach dropped into my toes and churned violently. I lurched toward the bathroom- fumbling with the button on the wall to get it open. I barely made it to the toilet before I hurled everything up.
Once my stomach had calmed down enough for me to move, I washed my face, peed, and crawled back in bed. I went back to sleep within moments.
Dominic came in later with a glass of water and crackers. I didn't even want to think of putting something else in my stomach for fear that it might come back up. I sipped the water and waited a minute. I was okay. I bit into the cracker and my stomach rolled.
“Mia bella, I have a solution, but I'm not sure if you would want to.” He held my hand as I broke out in another round of sweating.
“Why wouldn't I want to stop feeling like this?” I was trying hard not to whine.
“The way you treat this is similar to a hangover. Just a small amount of blood will help it pass.” He gently brushed the hair from my face.
“Will it create a cycle?” I really didn't want to create a dependence on Dom's blood.
“No, mia bella. It will merely help you heal, especially after the amount of blood you've lost and thrown up.” He smiled as he made a small cut on his wrist.
The smell instantly had my stomach growling. A desire whipped through my body that physically shocked my system. I needed his blood, I craved it more than I had needed to breathe as a human. My fangs descended into my bottom lip. I knew I couldn't fight the need or want any longer. He placed his wrist to my lips and I latched on. The relief was instant. My head cleared and my body stopped shaking. Once I felt more like myself I was able to let go- even if it took great effort.
“Thank you.” I took his wrist and healed the wound.
“As I told you before, for you the moon.” He smiled again.
“Now we need to go eat dinner. Tomorrow you have your fitting.” He took my hand and helped me from the bed.
“No, we. We have our fitting.” I corrected him. I was reluctant to get out of the bed or to fill myself with food.
“You'll be fine.” I smiled at his words.
“I know.” I felt much better and I knew that tonight as well as tomorrow would pass easily.
When we got to the kitchen, there was a small dinner set out for us. I knew that the bottle on the table was full of blood wine. I hoped that it wouldn't create more problems for me.
I ate slowly and made sure that everything was staying down as it went. The blood wine was the perfect balance for my shocked system. Leave it to Dominic to set up the perfect dinner for me after such a rough day. I smiled at him.
“We should go to bed early tonight.” He smiled back.
“I totally agree.” I still felt really drained.
“You should feel fine tomorrow. Your body is trying to replace the blood you lost last night. Just so you know, your sheets have been changed.” He sipped on his wine.
“Thank you. I hadn't even thought to change them.” It was so nice to have him with me.
“There was some staining last night. I think we will need to replace them. I'm sorry.” Dom's eyes held guilt.
“Oh, that's fine. I'm sure I have another set like them somewhere.” I smiled at him.
He laughed. “I love you, Emma.”
“I love you too, Dominic.” I felt full and tired.
“Let's go to bed.” He helped me back up the stairs and into my room. I pulled on a fresh pair of jammies and crawled into the bed.
“You can stay if you want.” I patted the bed next to me.
“I think I would like to.” He pulled off his shirt, jeans, and climbed in beside me in just his boxers.
“Goodnight, Dom.” I kissed his lips gently.
“Goodnight, mia bella.” He kissed me back softly.
His deeper breaths reached me before I fell into consciousness- he was asleep. It was nice to fall asleep next to him. I soon joined him in deep slumber.
My alarm blared away next to me. I silently thought of throwing it against the floor, but decided it wasn't such a good idea. Dom got out of bed and turned it off. He kissed my forehead.
“Time to face the day, Em.” He said as I reached up to pull him back into the bed.
“Five more minutes.” I kissed him hard.
“Ah, I doubt that would take five more minutes.” He pulled away gently.
“Aw, fine.” I pouted and threw back the blanket.
I got out of bed as he left the room. I pulled out some black yoga pants and a black tank top and headed to the bathroom.
The shower was just enough to wake me up. I didn't style my hair or put on makeup. I knew today I would be standing like a living doll as the baseline to my dress was fitted to me. I pulled on my well worn black Chucks and went downstairs.
Dom was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee in his hand as he read the paper.
“Hey Professor, anything important going on in the world?” I teased him as I made a quick cup of cocoa.
“Our engagement has been announced. As well as the date we're to be married.” He sighed and handed me the section.
“Joy, oh, joy.” I made a face at the paper. I really didn't understand the point of newspaper announcements, everyone that needed to know would get their invitation.
“Don't look so sad, it's only our wedding.” He laughed.
“Oh, I'm not sad, I just think these things are stupid and a waste of space.” I tossed the paper down onto the table and grabbed a bagel.
“Well, our families went to a lot of trouble to get it in with these announcements. They were trying to get it sooner, but the paper only releases one every week.” He sighed and shook his head.
I glanced at the clock and realized it was time to go.
“Okay sunshine, it's time to go- otherwise we'll be late.” I got up and went for my keys.
“I would like to drive if you don't mind.” He smiled at me.
“Okay, but can we take your bike then.” I batted my lashes at him.
“Would I deny you anything?” He laughed.
“Maybe if it would hurt me... no, probably not.” I giggled at him.
“Let's go.” He led the way out to his bike.
The drive was pleasant. The morning overcast allowed for a nice freshness to cling to the air. We arrived on time, but it took a good five minutes to get Dominic into the building.
“I don't know what the devil is wrong with you, but if you don't get fitted then we're not getting married.” I finally resorted to saying.
“Fine.” He was pouting as he walked up the narrow staircase.
I laughed at him.
The room we stepped out into was a workspace. It was the place of a seamstress. There were racks of material and clothing everywhere. The woman had several sewing machines set up all over the west wall. The east wall was all windows. In the middle of the room was a mannequin with my dress on. Whereas I thought it would have been just the base of the dress, it was the entire thing. It looked like my drawing. It was a strapped corset bodice on a long trained dress. The material was a black satin, except for the centers of the bodice and center of the front and train of the dress- those were a rich deep red.
“Dom, don't look.” I blurted out.
“What?” He looked at me.
“You can't see my dress before the wedding, it's bad luck.” I pleaded with him with my eyes.
“Okay, I'll just look at you.” He turned his body so he was standing looking at me and the east wall.
“Thank you.” I sighed.
“So you're here now.” A British woman stepped out from behind one of the many rows of material.
“Yes, ma'am.” Dom tried to turn to follow the voice, but I stopped him and shook my head at him.
“Oh, let me move that so he doesn't see it.” The woman said as she pushed my dress behind a curtained off area, I was very thankful for what she did.
“Thank you.” I smiled at her and let go of Dom's arm.
“Don't you fret. It is a common belief. I'm seamstress Amelia.” She shook my hand first and then Dom's.
“I'm Emma and this is Dominic.” I smiled at the woman with purple hair and violet eyes.
“The pleasure is all mine. Now to get to work. Dominic, you won't be in this room with us womenfolk- you'll be through that door right there working with Javier. He's a sweetie, so don't you worry your pretty little head.” She patted Dom on the arm and shooed him away.
“Wow, you handled that really well.” I laughed.
“Well, you two are not the first rushed vamp couple to come through here. On to our business, let's make you a bride.” She smiled at me and I realized that her fangs were jeweled.
“I, um, didn't realize that you would have so much done already.” I stammered at her.
“Yes, well, the vamp weddings take priority over the everyday work I do. So since I was brought onto the project I've only worked on the bridal party's attire.” She led me to the curtained area.
“Wow.” I said as I saw the fine detail on the dress of sparkly beaded spiderwebs.
“Yep. Made-to-order. Halloween-wedding inspired. I'm glad you like it. Now strip down so I can make sure I was accurate.” She disappeared through part of the curtain and left me standing there.
I pulled off my clothes and stood there in my black bra and bright green boy shorts. The area was warm enough to stand around half-naked, but I still felt self conscious.
“No room for modesty here, sweetheart.” Amelia bustled back in with pincushions on both her wrists and marking pencil behind her ear.
I blushed.
“Now, let's get started. When I hold this down I want you just to step into the middle and stand there. I'll help you get it on. The seams are only temporary and need to be reinforced. I just wanted to make sure that it fit properly.” She took the dress off the mannequin and laid it on the floor with a perfect circle for me to step into.
I did as I was told. She pulled the delicate garment up slowly. It fit like a glove. She turned for a second and came back around with the train of the dress. The beautiful crimson color was going to be held onto the back by a large black bow. She attached the piece after zipping me into the gown. It was beautiful.
“One more thing. I just need you to look over the veil.” There was a large black box she pulled closer to me and lifted the lid off. Inside was a long black veil that had more sewn-on beading that created a magnificent spiderweb design all over it. It was perfect.
“It's beautiful. It all is. You did an awesome job!” I cried at her.
“No waterworks. I'm not fully done. I need to take in the sides just a smidgen and I'll need you to come back for one more fitting with your heels, unless you brought them with you?” She cocked her pierced brow at me.
“Um, no. I didn't know. If I had, I would have.” I felt useless.
“No worries. Most people don't realize how quickly I work. You know what I'll measure you with the dress on and then you can call me up with the height of the shoe once you've decided on it and I can tailor it based on that.” Amelia was already sticking pins in the side of the dress.
“Okay.” I mumbled.
The rest of the fitting went along in a similar manner. I was finished before Dom. But when he came out my dress was already hidden and he looked happy. I smiled at him.
“So it went well?” I inquired.
“It was fine. You were right.” He kissed my cheek.
“Of course I was.” I laughed.
We left Amelia's in good spirits, both certain that our wedding would be wonderful if everyone involved was as efficient as she was.
My mood was easily turned down when I thought about how I would have to teach at least a little in my healing class. I had no clue what Daniel would want me to do, but I knew Lily had been fascinated by my abilities. I sighed.
“My Little Emma Bird, no frowns. Tomorrow will be fine.” He always knew what was wrong.
“Yeah, so you say.” I kicked at the rocks by my shoes.
“No, so I know.” His smile was secretive.
“What do you mean, you know? You're not the seer I am.” I pouted.
“But you're not the only seer, my love.” He laughed.
“Yeah, well, I don't care what another seer said. It won't be perfect unless I believe it'll be. And right now, I just don't feel like that is going to happen.”I crossed my arms across my chest.
“Can you say 'pity party,' Emma?” Dom bumped me.
“Ugh.” I stuck my tongue out at him.
“Since we're out anyways, let's go get something to eat.” He took my hand and started to drag me off in the direction of the tourists.
“Um, does it have to be with all of those people?” I suddenly felt very people-a-phobic.
“Yes. Come on, stiff upper lip and all that jazz.” He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into the crowd.
I was awash in feelings and sensations that didn't belong to me. I had no shield up, and to throw one up would need concentration- something that I was using not to throw up from everything around me. My hands became slick with sweat and my heart was racing. Dominic looked over at me with concern. I knew I was blanching, but I couldn't stop the overwhelming sensations.
Emma? His words were like a distant whisper.
Dom, help. I prayed to whoever was listening to help my words get to him.
What is it? His eyes darkened with worry.
Too much... I felt the world getting further away from me.
Emma?! Stay with me. I'm going to get you out of here. I couldn't focus on his face anymore, everything became fuzzy and darkness started to swallow the world.
I heard another vampire enter the conversation, asking what was wrong with the princess. I didn't stay awake long enough to find out what was going on.
I blinked back to the world, and found that I was staring up at a very Italian fresco on the ceiling. I rubbed my face with my hands and felt how cold my body was. Fear trickled through me. Why am I so cold? I tried to sit up but my body wasn't having it just yet. My movement must have been seen because as soon as I was able to focus again someone was standing by my side.
Emma? The voice was so familiar.
I blinked.
My little Emma bird, come back to me. Dom's voice was gentle and encouraging.
I tried to talk but failed.
Dom? I sent my words to him.
Yes, mia bella, I'm here. Relief colored his words.
Where are we and what's wrong with me? I couldn't keep the emotions out of my words.
We are in a church that a neighboring vampire owns and runs, and I think your body shut down to stop the bombardment of everything around you. I am so sorry. He hung his head.
Sorry? Why are you sorry? I didn't understand.
If I hadn't dragged you into that crowd you would have had time to prepare yourself for it. He kissed my cheek.
So why can't I talk or really move yet? I wasn't really worried for some reason.
I think your body is doing something similar to a system reboot. I'm sorry that I don't know exactly what's going on. Do you want me to call your grandpa or parents or Betty? It was obvious he was trying to create answers for me.
That won't be necessary. I think your explanation is as close to the correct thing as possible. We don't have words for what happened to me or how my body is handling it. I can tell you I'm fine and I'm healing. I knew this was true because my entire being was telling me everything would be okay, and I just needed to wait.
I was so worried I would lose you. I didn't know what to do. He kissed my hands- where his lips touched my skin, I felt warm tingles.
Which reminds me, did I get called 'princess'? I wanted to make sure I hadn't dreamed that.
Sì, mia bella. You've heard it before. Amongst our people we're royalty. And when the time comes, we're expected to bring them out of this dark time. Remember the prophecy. His words were solemn.
I let out a long breath.
Yes, I remember, but it doesn't happen so often, ya know? How have they come to create royalty where there was none before? I didn't understand our customs.
There have always been royal families. And many vampires have been royal amongst the humans. But within our own kind, we follow the words of the seers. When Bettina made this one, our world came to look at our families as royalty. There is no king or queen, yet, but once we're ready, that will be our position. There is a castle built for us already. He chuckled at the last part.
Wait. What? They built a freaking castle for babies?! My mind whirled at this latest news.
I guess you could say that. But we aren't to live there until you have been trained in our ways. Thus the importance of vampire school. I wiggled my fingers in his hand.
See, I'm getting more control already. I slowly began to test out the various movements of my body. Eventually, I had control over everything again.
I got out of the small bed I had been placed in. I stretched a little to release the tension I was feeling from being still for so long. I took a deep breath and was good to go.
Ah, she is awake. Merry Meet, Principessa. A small man that looked shockingly like a friar from a Robin Hood movie.
Merry Meet, sir. Thank you for your kindness. I bowed slightly towards the man.
No need to thank me. You are the reason many of us still breathe today. You shall lead us out of the darkness. His smile was intoxicating, but the words scared me.
I can only hope to do my part. I thought that was a safe response.
Thank you again, Angelo. I don't think she would've recovered so quickly if it wasn't for your hospitality. Dominic hugged the roundish bald man with warm welcoming eyes.
As I said before there is no need for thank yous. Is there anything else that I can do for you or Milady? Angelo gestured at his home- as though he was willing to give anything in his possession to us.
Thank you, but that won't be necessary. I think it's time for us to go home now. Thank you again. I hugged the man that smelled of incense.
The honor was mine, Principessa. Angelo was such a nice man, he led us to a back door that allowed us to leave the area without being in direct contact with such large crowds.
Thank you again. I bowed to him once more and we left to trace our way back to Dom's bike.
The trip home felt considerably longer than our trip going out. My body was tired again. It was strange to experience so many different things that could affect me so much in such a short amount of time. When we finally got home, Dom sent me straight to bed. He brought up some soup and a cup of blood cocoa. Once I had finished everything he tucked me in and kissed me goodnight and left the room. I was slightly disappointed that he didn't stay with me, but it only lasted momentarily because soon I was fast asleep.
My alarm didn't have to wake me in the morning, the dream of Issy did all the work. My room was dark and cold. I felt lonely, as though I was sinking into a great big pit. I got out of bed and opened my window. The light rushed into the room, chasing away the shadows from the room and my mind.
Today's the day. My mind raced at the thought of teaching people that knew so much more than me about being a vampire. What could I really teach them? I was afraid.
I pulled on my bathrobe and grabbed the papers Dom and I had gone over about some of the classes I could teach. I needed a good plan and to sound confident. No need to let them sense my fear. I read over and over the papers until I was certain that I could handle both of my classes. The tension in my belly started to lessen. I took a deep breath. I needed to pull out my outfit for the day. It was hard to tone down my usual attire. I decided on black Dickies, and a black long sleeve. I pulled my vest over the top. It was strange to see me without all my usual bells and whistles. It was as if I had stepped into someone else's body- which reminded me of when Mike and I dressed as preps for Halloween last year. Last year. I can't believe it has only been a year. It seems like a lifetime. I pushed my thoughts back to the present. I needed to stay focused or this day would eat me alive.
I was dressed and packed up by the time Dominic even got up. I had his coffee brewed and on the table, alongside a tasty looking Danish. The paper was sitting on the table, and sorted the way he normally did it. I sat with my cup of tea, trying to calm my nerves.
“Be still, Emma. Your tension rolls off you in waves. If you let them know you're so nervous they will eat you alive.” He laughed.
“I'm glad you find this funny.” My temper was close to the surface again, a bad way to start the day.
“Aw, my sweet. Thank you for starting my day like this.” He sipped his coffee and started to read the paper.
“No worries.” I mumbled trying to find my inner peace.
Dominic went to get ready and I loaded up my Jeep. Today was going to be a long day and I wanted to drive to it in my favorite beast. Once I was ready, Dom appeared with his satchel and got in. The drive to the school was quiet and pleasant. The wind created a nice breeze. There was a light cloud covering. As soon as we hit the outer gate, the day became overcast. I was suddenly worried that I might have a downpour in my poor car. I sighed. I really didn't want to think that this was a message from above.
“Don't worry so much, Emma.” Dom took my hand and rubbed the palm. “Everything will be fine.”
“Thanks.” I parked the car and gave the keys to the guy waiting to move my beautiful car out of my reach. I grabbed my stuff and mentally spelled myself to stay calm.
“Very effective, mia bella.” He kissed my hand. “I've got to head up to the office, I'll let them know that you're returning to classes today.”
“Okay. I'm going to head over to the greenhouse first and see if Lily wants me to teach today.” I waved to him as he walked into the dragon's den.
The wind kicked up as I walked around the castle towards the fields where the greenhouse was. I was still nervous but my body didn't feel like it was a giant red flashing light. The fields were still barren from the cold, but I wanted to think that they would be filled with beautiful flowers once the spring came.
The door was open and I could see that Lily wasn't teaching a class yet. I walked in.
“Emma! I'm so glad you're back!” Her French accent was thick with excitement.
“Yeah, me too.” I tried to muster the right amount of enthusiasm- I doubt she would've noticed if I had said it as sarcastic as I felt like.
“So I decided that when you returned, as I knew you would, that you could teach an entire class. So today you shall teach!” Lily exclaimed like it was the best idea ever.
“Wow, thanks. Will this be often or just every now and then?” I was praying for the latter.
“I say about once a week. More if this proves successful.” She smiled at me.
“Well, it's a good thing that I have an entire class session planned out already.” I tried to smile back at her, but it felt more like a grimace.
“Good, good. How about we get you set up?” Lily looked at me for instruction.
“I actually don't need any physical things to start this class. It will be more of me talking and guiding the students on the path to find their inner abilities, if they have any.” I shrugged.
“Hmm. So different. Is there any way in particular you want the class to set up?” She gestured to the room with the tables all out orderly.
“I think we could clear a large circle in the middle of the room, and throw down all the floor pillows, that should be good enough.” I really hoped the floor arrangement went as well as I thought it would.
“Yes, that should do quite nicely.” She nodded.
I set about moving things to the way I thought they should be. I didn't want this class to be like the other classes for the people that got stuck with me. Instead I wanted them to actually learn something useful. I realized that my gift was far more important than the knowledge one acquired in this room. I didn't need anything to make my gift work. I sighed. It was almost time.
With the room set up, I went over my notes one more time, took a deep breath, and settled myself at the top of the clearing- I'd have them sit in a circle. My classmates began to pour into the room. I was suddenly very thankful for my spell. When I saw Leland walk in, I tried to remain calm and collected. He was attractive, but my mind had shifted that- remembering how he acted as a lap cat to Spawling. It was hard to let go of that anger. Lily directed the students to sit in a circle. When she joined them, they all looked at each other nervously.
“Okay class. Today we have a very special treat in store. Emma will be starting us off on the path to heal with our minds. Isn't that exciting?” She squealed, many of the students looked at each other trying to understand what was going on.
“So before anyone else gives me that odd look, I don't heal like you guys do. I don't require any special tools to mend a broken bone or a deep cut. The only thing I use is my energy.” I smiled at them, but they still looked at me like I was speaking in tongues. “Leland, what would you use to heal a cut?”
“We would use a balm, it would take anywhere from an hour to longer depending on how serious the injury was.” He said the words like it was obvious.
“I can heal a cut to the bone injury in moments.” The room filled with gasps of shock.
It can't be true. A female voice said.
She's lying. Another voice said.
Enough! I sent my word out with a mental slap. I wouldn't tolerate being called a liar.
The room fell silent.
“Good, now Lily if you could tell me which student has had the most success at healing?” I spoke directly to her.
“Um, I would have to say Leland, so far.” She looked at me questioningly.
“Excellent. Leland please come sit by me. And you as well, Lily.” I gestured for them to come up.
“Yes, of course, Emma.” Lily came and sat next to me.
“Fine.” Leland walked over and sat down.
“Lily, would you say that you're the best person to heal a wound if it occurred in this room by your traditional methods or does one of your students surpass you?” I needed an honest answer.
“Hmm, many of these students are on the path to achieving greatness, but they've not reached this level yet.” She said confidently.
“Good, then I want you heal this if for some reason I fail.” My eyes glittered at her, and then I sliced Leland's arm deeply.
Several girls in the room shrieked.
“You doubt what I can do or should I let poor Leland take hours to heal?” I gestured to his arm which was seriously bleeding.
“No. Please, heal it, Emma.” His hazel eyes pleaded with me.
“Okay, sit still.” I took his arm and directed my energy at mending the problem- soon the injury was healed completely without even the faintest trace of a scar.
“Holy shit.” Leland fingered the hole on his shirt.
“Leland Aldridge, I expect better language from you.” Lily scolded.
The entire room moved closer to examine his arm.
“Now would you like me to start you down the path where you can do this yourselves?” I cocked my brow at them.
“Yes!” The word came at once from everyone in class.
“Good, now that you all know he is fine, can you return to where you were sitting?” Everyone moved at once to get back to their spots.
“We'll begin with going over mediation. How advanced is everyone here in mediation?” I asked the question and there was a mumble of responses.
“I think it's safe to say that mediation isn't something that they practice often.” Lily replied.
“Okay, then we will start with a guided one. I'm going to lead you through a long mediation, and in this you'll have to heal something, and then we can see where you guys stand.” I found peace talking to them, it seemed that Dom was right about things going well.
We spent the rest of the class walking through a mediation that took them into terrains they were unfamiliar with, where they got injured, and had to heal themselves. I found several students in the class showed potential for picking up aspects of my gift, but many struggled- Lily included. I concluded the class by asking them all to practice this trick until the next time I taught class.
I thought that things might be different in Daniel's class. He had after all said I would be more like a teaching assistant than an actual teacher of sorts. When I got to his class he was outside- waiting for me. I let out a sigh as I approached him.
Merry Meet Emma. He bowed slightly to me.
Meet Met, Daniel. I returned the gesture.
I've heard great things about you, Little One. Greater than before. His words danced in my mind with his hopes of opportunity.
Yes, I figured many would hear. I tried to cover my annoyance.
I never believed in the prophecy- not until now. You truly are our princess. He bowed once again.
I merely bowed in return.
I was thinking that today you could teach a class by yourself. He nodded his head in agreement with himself- his hair bounced along with him.
Okay. I was ready for it, even though I had hoped that I wouldn't have to do it.
Good, is there anything you need? He gestured back towards the room.
Nope. I'll be just fine. I didn't see how this class would be much different than the last one.
I walked passed him and into the room. I sat down at his desk and I pulled out my deck of playing cards. I would start with the mental probing of each student- like Bettina had done with me. Then I would test their ability to see the past, present, and future. I needed to know what I was working with.
Slowly the students began to trickle into the room. Leland was the only one from the healing class. That was good but also twice the work. I could handle it, but I needed to know how often I would be teaching a class. Perhaps I would have to go talk to Spawling about setting up my own class while I took the classes I needed on our history. My skin crawled at the very thought of having to talk to that pompous idiot again.
I looked out at the room and saw Daniel sitting in the back. I sighed. Apparently my professors wanted to learn what I could teach them- the only problem was that so far they didn't have the right kind of gift to work the same way I did, I silently hoped that Daniel would have some ability like mine. Leland was looking a little ruffled. I was slightly amused by the sneer forming on his face.
It took me a minute to adjust to having only a partial mental shield up, but I let some of my usual one slip. I reminded myself that this class was usually taught entirely mentally. That might be easier. I thought about how I could send them mental images of how I did things then. I took a deep breath.
Okay class. So obviously there is a slight change for today's lesson. I'm going to teach it. I saw several students perk up just a little- apparently stories were going around the school about just some of my abilities.
So today I'm going to do a little testing to see where you all stand. If everyone could just write down their name on this sheet of paper and if you have any special affinity for anything in particular, I would appreciate it. I handed a blank sheet of paper and a pen to the first person sitting by me- she looked up at me in awe. I realized that this was going to be a long class if they couldn't get over my unique abilities. I really hated being turned into something to awe and fear.
Once the list made its way back to me, I realized that even though most of the vampires held a general gift for mental training, not one of them were aware if they had any special gifts. I was slightly annoyed that no one had tried to figure out if the vampires in this school were gifted at all or even if they had special talents. I decided right there, that that was going to change. I was going to find out if any of my students had special talents- not just advanced training.
Okay, I'm going to start out by sending something similar to a mental shock to you guys. I want you to block it. Anyone that can block the first attempt will move to the next step, and so on. Any questions?I looked out at the class, they all looked concerned.
Will it hurt? The girl who looked at me in awe before asked. I looked down at my list and realized her name was Emily. She was a small little thing, with plain brown hair, and large round brown eyes. I instantly realized that she probably had a special gift- people that look innocent are hardly ever that defenseless.
If you can't defend yourself from a light shock, I need to know. Have you ever touched a light switch and been shocked because of the natural electricity your body produces? I asked Emily.
Yes? Her answer was unsure.
Well, it'll be a little stronger than that. I tried not to chuckle when the girl looked a little frightened. The point of this exercise is to, one, let me know how far along many of you are, and two, give you a reason to want to make sure that you block me. I will not injure anyone. And those that can't do the task at harder levels will not be placed under any effect while I test those that can. I smiled at them.
When no one else asked questions, I figured I had either scared them into silence or they didn't have any questions.
Okay, let's begin. I'll give you all a chance to construct your best mental block. You have one minute. I set out a timer, the countdown began and suddenly everyone looked very nervous, but also like they were concentrating very hard. I felt for them. Blocking came very naturally to me, so this wouldn't have been a challenge. I was even able to turn the energy Betty had sent at me back at her. I sighed, I had a very good feeling that these students wouldn't be able to do half of that. When the timer beeped, I sent out a testing small soft zing, no one reacted. I took a breath and centered myself. I needed to start off low.
I could feel the light tingle of my energy wanting to be released. I sent a small zap out to the entire room. The flow of energy could be seen as it traveled through the room. It was like watching electricity flow through a florescent bulb. I watched the students' eyes realize that their block wasn't strong enough, some tried to fix it instantly- others dropped it completely. There were enough student left that I was able to do a second round.
For those of you that felt the full effects of a low dose, and didn't succeed in adjusting your block or didn't even try to adjust, please move to the back of the class in the last row. Everyone else please move forward to fill in the spaces. I waited while people shuffled around. My last row had five people in it. So far the class was being honest about what they could or were willing to do.
Okay, we're going to move to the second round, this time it'll be stronger. Those that get through this will advance to the next level of it and so on. Please ready yourselves, you have one minute. I set out the timer once more.
The beep went off again. I sent out the same level as the first. No one responded. I upped it enough to see a reaction. Again, there was a clear break between those that could handle this level and those that couldn't. Once we ended on this one, there was another five that couldn't handle this amount. I put them in the next to last row. I had three rows left to fill to complete the 25 students that were in the class besides myself.
Once again, you have one minute to ready yourselves. I set the timer out for them.
This time when the timer went off I didn't give them a warning test. I increased a little more than I had before. It was clear that they hadn't prepared enough. All of them, including Daniel reacted. Soon they adjusted or fell by the wayside- unfortunately Daniel was amongst them. These filled the next row.
One minute. The timer was back out with its glowing red digits.
I increased more than the last this time. A few hadn't adjusted for this increase, but the majority had- only problem was that they couldn't hold it. Leland faltered just enough to lose his concentration- the full force of the zap hit him and he was done. This time six people fell out.
The last four began to ready themselves before I even instructed them to. I set out of the timer anyways. A second before it went off I sent an intense energy blast to them. They all held. I allowed this to last longer than the rest though. Slowly, they wore down one by one. The last one left that didn't wear down was Emily. I smirked at the girl.
Emily would you like to continue? I cocked my brow at her in challenge.
No, thank you. She gulped audibly.
Okay. As for the rest of you, I want you to look at the people that fell out with you in each round. These people will be your future study groups for each level you're in when I teach. I'm going to hand out a sheet to each row, I want you to write down your name on that sheet. Next class we meet I'll group you accordingly and have you practice what's appropriate for your level. I'll be dismissing everyone individually from class. When I call your name please come up to the front of the room. I handed out the paper and sat down in the front with the first list. I took a deep centering breath. I knew it would drain me to find their natural talents that have not been trained, but I was determined to discover what potential was present.
Emily, please come to the front of the room. She approached my desk with her bag in her hand.
Ye-sss, Mee-sss Emma. She stumbled the words out at me.
Relax. And please take a seat across from me with your hands on the table. I directed her to the stool in front of me, she sat down. Her doe eyes stared up at me- fear was present.
Do not worry. I'm going to look into your mind. It might feel a little strange at first, but don't fight it. I will not hurt you. Do you understand? I asked her.
She shook her head vigorously.
I closed my eyes and took her hands. She resisted at first, as was expected. I pushed gently on her mind until she yielded. Soon I had access to everything that made her, well, her. I followed the path of her power- similar to what I had done when Bernie had tried to hide things from me. I wasn't surprised to see the ability to compel, it was undeveloped but it was her gift. I couldn't find an inner predator, or a knack for healing. I discovered her love for our history had given her the ability to mentally shift through it all- like a mini library stored in her mind. The last detail I noticed was that her eyesight was excellent- I realized this overlapped with her love for our books because of the fine print. It was very interesting.
Thank you, Emily. In the future, I'll tailor a special homework assignment for you to help you shape your gifts that you don't realize are there. I smiled at her.
Thank you, Miss Emma. She said a little confused.
Not to worry, everything will become clear later. I promise. You're free to go now, and excellent job on today's task. I beamed at her and she flushed. I quickly wrote down her gifts and moved on to the next person.
Charles? I waited for a hand from the back of the room to lift.
Please come to the front. I said loudly.
Charles slowly made his way to the front of the room and sat down in front of me. I could feel the disdain coming off of him in waves. He clearly didn't know how to control his feelings.
Please place your hands on the table, I'm going to read you, but don't resist. Do you understand? I was trying to be patient with him, but his dislike was like sour milk on my tongue.
Yeah, whatever. He placed his black nail painted hands on the table.
When I took them, it was like taking a cold shower. I realized he had never been trained in self-control, which surprised me. I found a deep darkness within him from different aspects of his life. I tried to heal these, I could feel some of it giving way. He jerked in my hands but didn't try to force me out of his mind. I looked deeper. He was gifted with healing, something he had never even tried. His healing was similar to mine. I smiled knowing I would take him under my wing. He was also gifted with art. But there was something unfocused about this art. I wanted to know. I pushed further. He was a seer- only it came through his artwork. No one knew he was one though, he didn't even know. He would need a lot of help I decided.
Thank you, Charles. Do you have a class later today?I asked him.
Yeah, but only one. Some of his attitude had faded with the darkness.
After my evening classes I would like to have a little of your time. Would that be possible? I wanted to help him.
Yeah, I guess so. When and where do I need to be?He was chipping his polish now.
How about we meet in the fields by the greenhouse, say around seven? I smiled at him.
Okay, I'll be there. He grabbed his bag and stood up.
Thank you, you may go now. I smiled and wrote down his abilities.
I went through the list. When I got to Leland, he slowly walked up to the front of the room.
Leland, please place your hands on the table. Now when I enter your mind, please don't resist. Or it'll cause an uncomfortable sensation for you. Okay? I asked hoping my patience would hold.
Yep, darl. Go ahead. He shrugged at me and then placed his hands on the table.
It was difficult to find a path to follow in his mind. There was a lot of confusion and a general sense of being lost. I didn't know how to heal this. I decided that it was something he would have to sort out himself. I finally found what I was looking for, it was buried deep within his consciousness. I discovered his affinity to compel people, the change into the panther, there was a development for healing but nothing compared to Charles- or anywhere near mine, but something I hadn't seen him do was an ability to become invisible. I didn't know if I needed to tell him, or if I should. This ability was clearly not developed, but it was present. I sensed he also could communicate with animals, but he hadn't realized this was a gift. I let go of his hand.
Thank you, Leland. On the next class, I'll have a specific assignment for you. I tried to keep my voice level, I was kind of excited about his abilities.
Okay, thanks, darl. He picked up his bag and left.
Finally I was at Daniel. I asked him to come forward. He sat opposite me with his hands on the table.
Now Daniel, please don't resist my mental probing, it won't hurt you- otherwise it'll feel uncomfortable. I told my professor.
I would never resist something like this. He smiled at me.
I took his hands. There was a warmth I had never experienced before. I realized that Daniel was proud of me and it was just below the surface. I tapped into this. It was a nice pleasant feeling, like dancing in the sunlight. I wanted to laugh because I felt so happy. I shook my head and had to force myself to move pass it. The path to his talents was difficult to come by. His mind had naturally developed tricks, but not defenses. It was very interesting. I finally got to what I wanted to know. His affinity in the mental arts was not defense or offense, it was similar to compelling but not the same. He had the ability to plant thoughts, but he also put feelings and emotions. He had the ability to heal emotions with his mind. It was a strange middle ground for healing and mental abilities. But it was similar to what I had seen with Charles. He could probably help with that aspect more than I could. I also found out that he only had this special talent. After seeing so many multiple talents it was strange to see a singular, but I knew not to discount it.
Thank you, Daniel. I smiled at him.
No problem. He smiled and got up.
I gathered my papers together. I briefly looked over the talents that weren't being nurtured. There were several students that had no special gifts, about ten, the other fifteen had them, but didn't really know about them. I had great physical strength, healers, seers, time benders, more transformers, and so many more. I just didn't know what to do with all the information. I just packed it up for now. It would have to come later because I had classes to get to.
Thank you again, Daniel, for letting me teach the class. I smiled at him as I headed for the door.
No, thank you, Emma. That was by far the most interesting class I had yet. He grinned at me with sparkling light green eyes.
I left and headed to my next class.
The day passed quickly. The information we covered in both the history and living as a vampire classes was stuff I knew- which was nice. Leland allowed me to work by myself, his only instruction was to ensure that I learned control. Something he felt I was lacking, that and respect for authority. Control was easily mastered with me because I was able to communicate with my inner predator. It was a shared relationship.
Once I was out of that class, I ran over to the greenhouse field. I wanted to make sure I was there before Charles got there. He needed to know he was not alone. I knew I was going to make sure that happened. I waited for about ten minutes before he appeared.
His hair was mused, and his clothes looked a little crumpled. The clear signs of sleep were all over him. I smiled because we're supposed to be night owls by nature.
Merry Meet,Charles. I bowed slightly to him.
Merry Met, Emma. He returned the gesture.
Please come and sit with me. I led us over to a bench.
So why am I here? His words were filled with attitude, but more general curiosity- a clear improvement over earlier.
Well, for starters, I want you to know that you have special abilities that haven't been refined or even noticed really. And I want to offer to tutor you personally. I smiled at him.
Hmm, so what's the special gift? Tension colored his words.
Well, you have two. You are a natural healer- similar to the way I heal, with your energy. But they don't teach that here, so it's no wonder that no one caught it before. And you're a seer, but your visions are expressed through your art. I hoped that he would listen.
He stared at me in slight disbelief.
I promise what I say is true. I have no reason to lie. I smiled at him.
I heard about how you can heal. They say it's unnatural, but still a miracle. I don't need anything else that will draw more attention to me. He shoved his hands into his pockets.
I can train you, and it won't draw anymore attention than your inner darkness does as it seeps its way into your everyday words and motions. I can help heal that as well. I reached out my hand to him.
He looked at me in disdain and turned to walk away.
“Charlie, you don't have to be angry and afraid all the time.” I took hold of his shoulder and turned him towards me.
“Don't, don't call me that. I've not been called that since my little sister...” His words broke off.
“Let me help you. Here sit and I can help heal some of this now.” I took his hand and led him to sit down on the bench.
“It's just so hard, ya know. I was right there. They coulda taken me. Why her?” His eyes had turned a stormy gray and tears were pooling in them.
“I don't know.” I didn't know who had taken his sister, but I could only guess. The one thing that often fought against us- the werewolves. I could easily see how there was a clear divide amongst our people. There were those that were touched by the werewolves in a negative way and those that hadn't dealt with them at all. Hate and indifference were running the way the vampires saw the werewolves, and I knew I was going to be the one to change this. I was going to start with this boy.
“They destroyed her, for no reason. She was just turned. Hadn't even learned to control her fangs yet.” Snot dipped off his nose along with the flood of tears that was breaking free.
I took his hands in mine. I knew he wasn't aware that I was about to heal that darkness out of him. But I could only hope that once it was gone that he would heal and come to see things in a different light. The darkness was still very strong and easily found. When I realized how much of him it filled, I doubted if I could heal it all in one go. But that only lasted about five seconds. I can do this and I will do this. I was never the one to back down from a challenge and this was a huge one.
I started to pull it from where it clung to him. Once it broke loose it was easier to disperse. Eventually I had it all free. It swirled around inside him, trying to reattach itself to anything- including me. I directed my energy at healing it away and mending the damage it had done. I could feel my physical body shaking with the amount of energy I was using- I didn't care as long as I was able to heal this poor kid. To me, he represented part of the future. I felt the darkness leaving Charles. Soon there were only traces of it left. With the last bit of healing energy I had left, I sent a powerful healing light throughout his entire being. When I finished, I knew that the darkness had left him as well. I faded back into my body.
I was covered in sweat. Charles was holding me. He looked really worried.
“Oh my fucking god, are you okay?” He saw my eyes focus on him.
“How are you feeling, Charles?” I blinked at him.
“What? I thought you were having a seizure or something and now you're gonna ask me how I feel?” He looked incredulously at me.
“Yep.” I smiled at him, I could feel my body regenerating energy- I knew I would have to feed more than usual tonight to try and make up for what I had done.
“I feel...” Charles face lit in surprise- it seemed that he was too busy worrying about me to notice the change within himself.
“Well?” I tried not to ask him a million questions at once.
“I feel... so much better. The anger and sadness are gone. What did you do?” He looked at me accusingly.
“I healed you. Something you might be able to do yourself if you were trained properly.” I beamed at him.
“I could, I could do this?” He looked at his hands like they belonged to a different person.
“Yes, you could. I saw that inside you earlier today. I could help you learn how to do such things.” I smiled at him again.
“I would like that. And please, call me Charlie. She would've wanted me to be happy- not the way I was.” His smile was like the sunshine itself.
“Okay, Charlie.” I knew I had gotten through to him. Things were going to change and the future wasn't lost.
I met Dominic outside the big castle and waited for my car to be pulled around. He looked grim and I didn't know why. It was strange having a life completely outside of him, but it seemed like I was creating just that for me.
“What's wrong?” I smile at him.
“Just a rough day. Why did you need to stay late today?” I could see him try to push away whatever was bothering him.
“Oh, I found several gifted students in my mental training class. One of them needed some help.” It gave me a warm feeling to think I helped Charlie.
“See it wasn't so bad! And I'm glad that you have found something to take your mind off things.” His smile was genuine.
“Yeah, me too. I need a favor.” My face became as sweet looking as I could make it.
“Oh, yeah.” He laughed as my car pulled up.
“Yep. I need a meeting with the school head. I want to propose a class, and possibly suggest a screening to see how many other people have fallen through the cracks that are special.” I batted my lashes at him.
He sighed. “Emma. I'm not certain that he'll see you again. Besides classes are typically presented before the board after they've been approved by Spawling. Perhaps, if we could skip him altogether...” He was suddenly lost in thought.
“Dom? You mean it's possible to just skip him?” I squealed and hugged him tightly before I raced over to the driver's side and threw my stuff in the back.
“Possible? Yes. Getting it done? Very hard. I'll have to use all my contacts. Perhaps you should talk to your grandpa too, he has a lot of sway at this school.” He winked at me.
“Grandpa?! Of course! Sometimes I forget the most obvious stuff.” I sped off towards home.
“So do you still want to do a teaching tonight, you're looking mighty tired, mia bella.” His eyes were rich as pine trees but darkened with concern.
“Maybe you're right. Healing Charlie took a lot out of me.” I sighed, I was still glad I had done it.
“Charlie? Hmm. Do you mean Charles?” Dom looked at me in shock.
“Yep. I know he doesn't or didn't look like anything special, but sometimes you have to polish the stone for it to become a gem. I could merely see pass the surface to what was inside.” I beamed at him.
He rubbed his jaw and went back to his thoughts.
“What?” I looked over at him quickly.
“Well, I mean, since his kid sister was killed by a werewolf attack a few years back, he's been really shut down, and dark. I mean there is no other word for the kid- he is just dark. And Charlie? Yeah right, when his sis died, that name died with her.” He was still thinking.
“Yes, I realize that. But I healed the darkness out of him. I couldn't heal his pain, but he'll heal now. The dark part of him was his despair... it had taken him over in a way. He is better now. And I'm going to train him.” I was proud of my work.
“You healed him?” Dom looked confused.
“When I went to discover if he had any special gifts, I found a darkness inside him. I healed part of it right away, but I needed to heal more. So he met with me tonight. It took a bit, but I was able to heal it out of him. He will heal now. You'll see.” I tried not to be annoyed by his lack of belief in my abilities.
“Emma, don't think that I'm doubting you or anything, but I think that kid is just evil.” He shook his head.
“Think what you want. But you'll see. He'll be different.” I dropped the topic.
The drive home fell into silence. We were both lost to our own thoughts. I kept wondering how I was going to help the students I had discovered in my class, and what I would say to the Board to get them to let me teach a class. I knew I was new to all of this, but I was capable of teaching them so much and finding those that had natural specialties.
As soon as we were inside, I was on the phone with Grandpa. Things were going to happen, and I was going to make them. Dominic went to the library and started shifting through his papers. It looked like everything was getting sorted out and my idea was an actual possibility. I was excited.