Redemption
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::Sarah's POV::
Feeding a vampire was definitely taking its toll. As Trey unlatched from me I grabbed the sanitizing cloth to clean my defiled arm. What we have learned from his sight sharing was that Drake had been completely taken over by the king.
To see the love of my life just ripping innocents in half was really traumatizing. He had always been so sweet to me. But, I had to come to my senses that before me he was indeed the ruthless alpha of the Crimson Red pack.
But that was not all, of course not, Trey had his inputs to dig into my brain.
''Seems like your lover boy is in a heart break rampage.'' ah, here we go again.
''He got taken over by a spell. One that is from the likes of your kind. That isn't fair.'' I defended.
''A pact has to be created in order to achieve this,'' he lifted an eyebrow, ''He done gave up on your ass.''
He continued to do that infamous evil laugh of sarcasm, but he knew damn well he wasn't helping.
''I wouldn't know I am not a vampire!'' I scrunched my face at him.
''Being a vampire doesn't make you the strongest creature out there.'' he folded his arms, satisfied.
''Oh yeah, forgot! My kind managed to kill yours.'' my word vomit!
This seemed to make his eyebrow twitch. I finally scored one point to annoy him.
''Well, it'll never be you to take down a vampire at the least.'' he went back to his conceited posture.
''I so can kick your ass.'' I bluffed. I knew I couldn't though. But, I had to stand up for myself.
''Oh?'' he nodded his head in acceptance, ''How's about you prove it little puppy?''
Without another word he swooped me from my couch. He gripped me to the side of his hips and swiftly flew out of his den. We thrusted through the updraft and my face felt every second of adrenaline.
He hovered in the air and then threw me to the freaking ground!
''What was that for?'' I got up from my face plant on the ground.
''Oh, I forgot... You're a dog not a cat.'' he laughed and descended to the ground.
Trey then folded his wings and continued to cross his arms as per usual.
''Alrighty let's make you blow off some steam.'' he cracked his neck and then yawned.
I bit down on my tongue, I wasn't sure if I could do it, but I had to try. I took the first step forward, I winded my right arm back and threw it forward. I swear it was like in slow motion! Me giving all my strength into that punch, but Trey shifted his body weight to the side and managed to dodge it. That stupid face he always made continued to annoy the hell outta me.
I tried again.
I faked a throw and then swooped my footing against the floor. Right before it connected he fluttered into the air. He batted his wings and still kept that victorious act.
''That's not fair!'' I pointed out.
''There is no such thing as a fair fight.'' I heard him say, ''Besides... I could have easily kicked your ankle upward and then break it if I wanted to. Be thankful I didn't attack.''
Was he really always a step ahead of me? Our sparring was inevitable. He would always dodge my attacks and then annoy me by booping my forehead.
The frustration in me grew to a whole new level. But, I couldn't understand how was I supposed to beat him at this point.
''See, you don't have your spirit with you.'' Trey took a step back, ''It's not the same now is it?''
I hated when he talked about Jen.
''Without your wolf you have no extra senses or analyzing. So basically you are just human.''
I hated to admit it, but he was right. Jen had always been the one to protect me and fight for me. She saved me in the most dire times of need. Not having her by my side was not something I ever want.
I missed her so much.
I felt the tears begin to form at the corners of my eyes. I really wasn't s**t. I can't fight without my wolf. I can't decide or protect my clan without my mate. I couldn't consider my friends' feelings. Why was I even alive at this point?
''No no,'' he waved his index at me, ''Now's not the time to be a cry baby.''
I freaking hated when he did that.
''There's no point crying over your mistakes, now you have to concentrate on fixing them or not repeating it.'' Trey said.
''I can't reverse the fact I lost Jen. I cannot bring back Gilbert! I have no idea how to save my mate or my clan members. I just don't know what to do at all.'' I almost sobbed.
''Well, why not try to fight me with a clear conscience?'' he offered me advice.
''Wh-what?'' I'm here about to cry and this cruel man wants me to fight him?
But I had to put away my pride. I had to calm myself down. As I did, I closed my eyes and focused. I felt my body go lighter. I heard the sounds of nature that called out to me. Birds chirping, crickets singing. The wind blew into my face trailing the scent of its breeze.
All of a sudden I felt a shift in the air. I bobbed and ducked.
I opened my eyes and saw a shocked expression on Trey's face.
''How'd you do that?'' he asked.
''Do what?'' I also asked.
''You legit just dodged my attacks.'' he narrowed his eyes.
''Did I really?'' No, really....Did I?
''Hmph,'' he got into position, ''Let's see you try to pull that off again.
I didn't have Jen with me, but I remembered she would always be the calm one when we were in a fight. I had to follow in her name. I closed my eyes again. The winds were shifting, before Trey could make a move I already knew where he was going!
I lifted my elbow and blocked his attack from the air, his wings flapping gave away his position. Sometimes your eyes could not follow as quickly as your sense of touch or hearing. At least in my case.
I shifted my weight, bob and weaved his proceedings and then finally I managed to kick him in the ribs.
I heard Trey stumble back and maybe coughed up some blood. The smell of blood confirmed my theory. My kick didn't seem as heavy as I thought I made it, but as I opened my eyes once more I saw Trey on a knee!
''See?'' he tried to regain his breath, ''Your weakness is yourself. I don't get how you can do these things without your wolf. You're not supposed to be able to connect with nature at all!'' it sounded like he was complaining.
I didn't know what he meant. But I was tooting my horn that I was able to finally hit him.
But there was a hidden meaning to his words yet again. Why was I still able to do some stuff that my wolf could. I remember shifting into Jen and she would give me a ride of wonders through out her run. It had always been mesmerizing, to be one with nature.
But now... I do not have her, and cannot shift.
''Okay that's enough for now. You're lucky I didn't use any of my powers.'' he referred to the fair fighting being nonexistent.
''We gotta go home, tomorrow we can begin again.'' he turned away from me.
I looked the opposite way, I was on the same field I wanted to walk off from. The same field that I always found a haven from. The wind that breezed through my face had always been so relaxing, but then again...
This was also the field I had gotten kidnapped, because the wind always blew north I couldn't smell the convicts coming after me. I was in total stress and cried my eyes out that I failed to be aware of my surroundings.
Trey was right. I needed to learn how to do things that wouldn't repeat my previous mistakes.
But the thoughts of Jen kept looping in my head. Her sassiness, her quirk, her attitude, her everything. She was the family I had when I did not have any. The sister that I loved because I was an only child. The only one who never left my side. No one could compare to my wolf. I just wish I could have her back.
But reality stung me every second because she was no longer with me.
''Are you coming?'' I heard Trey call out.
I still looked at the field. If I ran back now would he stop me? Was I ready? Or do I wait it out despite it killing me?
The old me would have tried to flee in an instant, but learning from today how I could now hit my freaking annoying jail mate has humbled me. I walked back to Trey and he then dove us back down the draft.
I had failed so many of those who loved and cherished me. I was weak and clueless. But now, I felt like I am responsible for turning things around. If not for me, then for Jen. I would not do her any proud if I had given up.
::Trey's POV::
Okay that was a weird experience.
How could she manage to pull off those moves? Based on her memories she was a descendant of royal blood. But this was not just any royal blood. Something odd is going on with this girl and I have to find out. One minute she is the most useless person I know and then the next she is some badass freshly evolved out of nowhere.
It made no sense.
Also...
That kick hurt like a mother fucker. I can still feel the bruise forming on my rib cage. You would think a vampire had healing properties right? But somehow mine had stopped working several decades ago. I actually felt like I was finally running out of time.
Maybe I was.
I couldn't guarantee myself that I was immortal, I had always tucked myself away from the world. I don't know how to react anymore.
''Hey Sarah.'' I felt sick just saying her name.
''What is it Treyvon?'' She used MY actual name.
I outta slap her across her face, but I had to keep myself calm.
''What would you have done if you were me?'' I asked.
''Maybe not be a d**k to someone who you want to help.'' I heard sarcasm all over that phrase so I shrugged it off.
''And maybe stop being afraid that you're possibly the only one left of your kind.'' she smiled.
I know her words were supposed to be reassuring or nurturing. But it stung me, because, I had killed the rest of my kind. I was the only vampire left.
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