Tuesday, February 22, 2005

chapter 6
Faradon was at Bolero’s mansion- all vampires, including Brea, live in mansions- when he got back. “I have been waiting for you Bolero.”
“What do you want? I just found out, that even though she has never won a fight against me, she received the ring of the dragon. How could you do this?”
“I could, and did that because she is more ready than you at the moment. I know what you have been planning. You have been planning to use a wizards help to gain power over Brea again, so she will love you again, how you still, and I know you do, love her. Then, when she will do anything for you, have her first give you HER ring, and second give you a large amount of her blood, so you will have power over her, and with all of that power, the world. It won’t work.”
“Why do you say that, and how do you know of my plan anyway?”
“You know, if you weren’t out of your mind, maybe she would fall for you without a spell.”
“Shut up, you old fool. You don’t know anything!”
“It won’t work, because there is not a spell on the planet that will make a vampire that strong, love someone they hate that much. It is impossible, and unless you find a new, strong enough spell for that, which you will not, you will never b the strongest in the world again. Oh, and it also won’t work because I have killed the only wizard strong enough to make a spell with even half of the strength you need.” With a great roar, Bolero sliced his second father in half, but was so blind through his anger, that he forgot to drink his blood, and spare his life, so that he would be stronger than Brea. By the time he realized his mistake, it was too late.
I wake up now in the middle of day. There is a screech in my head as if my head had been two inches away from a charging train. Except ten times worse, and since I’m a vampire, multiply it by another two hundred fifty and you will understand how deafening it was. My head is aching so much from the sound that I can’t get out of bed. Finally, the sound dies down and I can hear myself think again. At that moment I realize that all three of the scars on my neck or aching. They feel like they are being ripped apart. All of the sudden my eyes roll back and I see what made that horrible noise. It was the silent death cry of Faradon. I know this because I see him get ripped in two by none other then Bolero himself. Bolero will pay. With lightning speed I scale the wall, am dressed, and am at bolero’s house within the second.
“Bolero! Wake up you fool, you scum, you…murderer!” Ten seconds later bolero is there, dressed in a deep green and black pants.
“What is it, u hag!”
“Didn’t you think I would know if you killed him? I saw it! I saw it!”
“Oh that, it’s none of your business, and how does it make me a fool?
“It makes you a fool, because now I will kill you!” my mind turns blue, the same icy blue of Fayla’s eyes, and I know at once that I can not kill Bolero tonight, for Fayla, in her own way, is telling me not to. I decide I will still bloody him up, and win for the first time.
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“Brea jumped on Bolero and kneed him in the stomach, and then Bolero pushed her off him and made a tree branch that was above Brea fall with his mind, it missed by two inches because she moved it away from her. Brea made her nails long and sharp, and scratched Bolero across the face. He will bear a scar for a few months from that. The best thing about Brea’s attack was that at the same time she forced him to the ground with her mind, for he was momentarily open because of the scratch, and when he was on the ground she kneed him in the nose. The fight went on like this for some time, and Brea was pronounced the winner, though she didn’t kill him, for I think she understood the message I sent her.” Fayla told Michael as they sat at his round table.
That is very interesting and all, especially the part here Brea becomes famous for killing Bolero, but what does this have to do with me?
“She is going to need your help.”
“For what? I would love to help her, but how?”
“You will see, but I can not tell you.”
“I don’t understand.”
“When the time comes, you will understand, though, it makes me so sad to think of, I know you will make the right choice.” With that, she disappeared in a puff of purple smoke.

* * *

The dragon on my ring is shining the same sapphire blue as the enormous jewel in the center. A blue glow is emanating form the diamonds on the band and the sapphire itself has turned clear, and is shining brighter than a diamond. It is time to find Fayla.
I make a picture of Fayla with a blank background, my eyes glow red, and I am facing Fayla in a little cottage by a stream. I am a little surprised that it worked; only the oldest and wisest vampires can usually find something when they don’t have a complete picture of it. I won’t worry about it though. “Fayla, I am sorry but I need to know why my ring is glowing like this.
“That is interesting, very interesting, though it doesn’t surprise me. Those rings only glow like that when the have found there true master.”
“What do you mean, Faradon was this rings true master before me, and it never glowed like this.”
“Faradon was one of its true owners, not it’s true master, and there is a difference.”
“Ok, then tell me what it is.”
“A ring has many true owners, one in each generation of vampire, but each ring has only one true master. Only the strongest vampire that will ever, and I mean ever, touch a ring is its true master. Just because of the glow this ring is giving off, you will probably live forever. You will not give this ring to any of your children, for it is truly yours. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Good. Now, if you don’t want it to constantly bother you with its glow, wear this other ring. It hides anything that you don’t want others to see, and believe me; you will have to use it for more then just the ring of the dragon’s glow.” Fayla hands me a pure silver band with an intricate design of a vine etched into it.
“Thank you, you have always been helpful.” I wave goodbye, and…


srry for the cliff hnger, i though it would throw ppl into the next chapter tho...
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