TrueBloods: A race against Time

The witch and... Alannah?

I open the door to the motel, I step outside into the cold air in my robe. I close my eyes and take in a deep breath. I've gotten nowhere with this current task at hand, especially with the true blood- matanica nonsense. I Look up in the night sky, the moon is full tonight, which means nothing to me anymore. Desmond comes behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders, kissing my cheek. 

"We're going to figure this out, like we did before." 

"Did we?" His hands drop off my shoulders,

"What does that mean?" 

I turn around, looking at him, he knows that all we did was ignore the part of me we didn't think was there anymore. We left things as if they were normal and they aren't. I place my hand on my stomach, feeling hungry.

"What is it?" He asks. 

"I'm hungry," I can feel myself wanting it, wanting the warm blood straight from the vain. 

"We can go to the club again-"

" I think I want to try and do it by myself,"

"But Ala-" 

"Don't you trust me Desmond?" I ask him placing my hand on his chin searching his eyes for the answer. he nods his head yes. I give him a quick peck on the cheek and walk past him. 

I enter the motel room grabbing some clothes. I walk into the bathroom putting on a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt with a black leather jacket. I exit the bathroom, Desmond already laying down in the bed, preparing for bed. I give him another kiss and head out the door. I walk down the stairs, the cool wind beating against my skin, my hair flowing following the beat of my walk. 

I find myself in a neighborhood pretty far away from the motel, I didn't really recognize how I got here- or why. I walk past the house on the left, I keep walking when I heard a woman scream. I take my hands out of my pockets and run in the direction I heard the scream. I look down an alley and see the shadow of a figure laying down on the cold cobblestone ground. I appear next to her, she's bleeding from her head,

*plop*

I turn and grab the neck of the person behind me, but they grab mine- squeezing tighter.

"Hello, granddaughter. So nice to finally meet you." He smiles. Jeremy led me here didn't he? 

*Heels clicking* 

He lets go of my neck, I gasp for the air he was preventing me from consuming while holding my neck.I turn around to a red head woman standing behind me holding a turquoise crystal- a witch. 

"What do you want?" I ask. He obviously isn't here for a family reunion, there has to be something else, there is no way he would leave himself out in the open like this. 

"I want you dear, Alannah, you are very special. You're going to bring this world to what it's truly meant to be- a world of supernatural rulers-"

"listen here d**k s**t, I know what you did to Desmond's family, what makes you think I'm going to join your side." He stops in his tracks. 

"What I did?" He chuckles,

"Desmond was the one who killed his family, why else would he have ran away for the last millennium. I was trying to help the poor boy but his thirst kept growing- to the point not even I could help him."

"Jeremy, we have five minutes- he's on his way." 

"Listen Alannah, I understand if you won't believe me. But I promise you- I'll answer all your questions as long as you come with me." I can't believe I am even taking this into consideration, he's the enemy, but he's also the one that can answer even my old questions. If I go with him, I can do an inside job- help Amalecitae, Desmond, Gabe, and Majika, see how Jeremy is doing these things and stop him before things get to far. 

"On one condition." I smile. 

 Desmond 

I had a bad feeling after she left, there was a voice telling me to follow her but I ignore it because that's just the protective part of me- the part that doesn't want Alannah to ever be alone. 

I see the Television but I can't hear it, all I hear is Alannah's voice- but that's the thing- it's empty- the is nothing to hear. 

*Scream* 

I quickly get up from the bed, when I hear the people next door- screaming, and pounding. I've lost her connections, she's gone to far. I sigh- I can't imagine how I would be as a human- not being able to hear her from miles away, just thinking about it is a death sentence. 

"Go!" I heard, I turn to see Amalecitae behind me. 

"Wha- How-" I point at her and then in the direction of London,

"How are you here?" 

"I sensed great confusion in Alannah's mind. She's going to get herself in trouble, so I hoped on the first flight here. Gabe and Majika will be here tomorrow.  you have to go!" She pushes me out the door, I clench my fist- no I don't trust you Alannah, because your still a little kid at heart. I begin to run- full speed in the last direction I felt her at. great confusion, I thought I told her everything she wanted to know about me, my parents, my age, what it truly meant to be a true blood- everything. How can she be confused? I try and run faster- the first time in a while my heart is actually beating. Is that what these dreams she's having- confusion? and in the end I'm the one that dies, if I'm the one that dies and not her, so be it. 

I can smell Amalecitae behind me, but traveling much farther- I can smell Alannah- but there is something else as wel. The smell of magic- but then the smell is gone, disappears. I turn the corner, Alannah and two other people there. A witch and a true blood-

"ALANNAH!" It's Jeremy, his hands are around her neck- 

*snap*

"NOO!" I scream, running to him but they're gone, she's gone. I fall to my knees, picking up the only thing left behind, the leather jacket of hers, the one she was wearing when she left. I feel tears, for the first time, escaping my eyes.

"She's gone." I say to Amalecitae as she comforts me. I bring Alannah's jacket to my chest, suck up the only girly sh*t I've ever felt. 

"he's f*****g dead." The glow from eyes could be bright enough to be a damn stop light. 

"Now Desmond don't be rash, you don't think Alannah is that weak do you?" She asks-with concern. I look down at the jacket, and the girl laying on the cold ground, blood escaping her head. This was where the scream came from, if I had just trusted my gut and followed her, I could have saved her.

"yes, I do." I push my shoulder against her, walking back to the motel, I can't live without her and I sure as hell am not leaving without her.