Familiar Places

Alessa

I walked down the hallway that led to Luke's room by myself. I could hear the rain from outside, hitting against the castle windows. It was truly eerie at night. My wings twitched as I got closer to Luke's door. Should I bail? No. I brought my hand up to knock when the door across the hall opened. Turning around, I noticed Luke limping out of Michael's room. He stopped and made eye contact with me, his eyes turning silver. "Hi Luke." I said softly and walked closer. He stepped back and kept his silvery eyes on me. "Don't come closer. I don't want to hurt you." His voice strained. My heart dropped and I stopped."Luke, you won't hurt me. I trust you." He stood still with his hands shaking and his lip trembling. "Lessa I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am. I am so mad at myself for hurting you. I don't know why you saved me. I don't deserve it."

I blinked at him and walked closer, making sure he wouldn't run away. "Luke it was my decision. I saved you because you're my best friend. I don't give a damn about whether you think it was worth it or not. It was worth it to me." He looked in my eyes, his changing back to burgundy."Then I never thanked you properly Less. Thank you for saving me." He brushed his fingers over my cheek and pressed his lips to my forehead. "Thank you." He whispered sweetly.

Y/N

"Michael?" He cleaned up the blood and Avdcal off the sheets and glanced up at you. "Yes aziazor?" His voice was like honey and his eyes were full of love."I'm scared. What if Ashton kills one of you? I don't think I can handle that." You worried softly. He wiped his hands off on one of the towels and sauntered over to you. He spread his wings and held his hands out for you."C'mere Y/N. I'll take your mind off off of it." You placed your hands in his and he kissed both of them before pulling them around his waist. "Hold on dear el." He whispered in your ear and took off through the balcony doors.

Luna

Seeing him was weird. Sure he was still attractive, but the power building up inside of him made him even more desirable. The fact that he was caught off guard by my presence was even better. The old spark in his eyes appeared the second he looked in mine. I felt it too but I won't let it get to me.

"Now tell me how in the hell you're still alive." He said sternly. I let out a breathy laugh and trailed my fingers down his ebony wings. He trembled under my touch but tried to keep his composure. "My dark one, patience is what will get you what you want. If you let your rage and desire lead you, you will not win. All you'll end up with is a headache and despair. You must learn to keep your emotions just below the surface. Enough to get what you need." I admit I was stalling. I couldn't just tell him everything that's happened. It's been two hundred years. I loved him for that long. I still do."You have to tell me eventually." He snarled. "I will find out how you're here. If this is a trick then I would advise getting your ass out of my room before I lose my patience." He stood and turned his back to me. I could tell he was tense from the way his wings spread and the way his shoulders tightened. Sighing, I stood up and placed my hands on his shoulders and massaged them gently. "I see you still have issues with relaxing." I purred while working out the knots in his shoulders and neck. He reacted to my touch and leaned into my hands. I pressed my lips to the back of his neck as I continued to work on his shoulders. "Feel the quasahi Ashton. Relax. Trust me." I used the Enochian word for pleasure because I knew that would cause him to listen to me.

He closed his eyes and grabbed my wrist, pulling me back to his front. When he gazed at me again, his blood red eyes pierced mine. "Ozazm." Make me. I smirked and brought my blue polished nail along his neck, leaving a slight trail of blood. "If you relax, I'll tell you everything. I promise. Cross my heart and hope to become pure once again." He hissed softly at the sting of my sharp nails. It was a great noise. "Now show me why I should tell you." He held his hand out and the palladium dagger from earlier flew into his grasp. He gripped my arm and drew blood with the searing dagger. I whimpered softly and watched as he bent to heal my wound. "If you don't tell me, you'll be receiving much worse from me Luna. Next time I won't heal you so quickly."

Y/N

You held on tight to your white angel and felt the wind blow through your hair. He was spiraling through the air at a great speed, but careful not to cause you discomfort. "Niiso g ol." He whispered as he flew past Oresa Park. "And that means?" You asked softly, wondering where the hell he was taking you."It means come away with me. I will take care of you Y/N. There's no need to worry. But I must warn you, this trip may be upsetting. If it becomes too much, tell me. I'll get you out of there as fast as I can." Ok now he was starting to worry you. You both came close to the Doalim entrance and you knew he was planning something out of the ordinary. "Where are we going? Michael please tell me." He slowed his pace and held your waist in his hands. "You will find out sooner than you think aziazor."

You passed through the protective layer of Doalim and into the drearian world. Your world. Well, former world. You noticed the trees weren't as green, the sky wasn't as magnificent, and the air smelled of pollution and smoke. "Michael, we're glamoured right?" "Yes my love. No one can see us." He seemed adamant about bringing you here. He was going to do it no matter what. He lowered down towards a small pond and touched his fingers to the cool water, causing ripples of blue sparks to fly. "Show off." You mumbled and his chest rumbled with laughter.

After half an hour, you began to notice where you were. It was your home. Your family lived here and your heart sank. You hadn't thought about them in a long time, making you feel guilty. They must be so worried. Michael came into view of your house and gently landed on the ground, holding you steady. "If this is too much to deal with, I will bring you back to Doalim. However, if you want to stay....." You understood. He was willing to sacrifice his happiness for yours. "Stay out here. I'll be back. I have something I need to do." You admitted and he placed a kiss on your forehead before letting you go.

The house was empty at first, but the noise from the living room proved that wrong. It sounded like the TV was on a lower volume. You made your way past the kitchen and into the room. Your heart sped up at the sight of your mom. She looked the same, but older. Like she had been through a lot. She was folding clothes and absentmindedly singing a song she used to sing to you when you were younger. She held up your favorite t-shirt and sniffed, wiping at her eyes. You stepped forward and took a deep breath."Mom?" She looked up and her eyes found you immediately. The despair and sadness left her eyes and was replaced by joy and confusion. "Y/N?! Is it really you?" She cried, standing up. You couldn't make yourself speak so you just nodded and let the tears flow down your cheeks. She ran to you and pulled you into her arms and held you tight. "Oh my precious girl. I thought I'd never see you again." She sobbed and continued to squish you. You wanted to stay in her arms forever, but the trouble in Doalim made you hesitate. She wouldn't be safe if you stayed. "Mom I can't stay long. I just needed to see you and show you I'm alive. I'm Ok. I've been through a lot...but I'm stronger than I was." She was about to protest but you cut her off. "I know you want me to stay but I can't. I can't explain it to you but you need to trust me. Do you trust me?" You asked. She looked in your eyes and nodded softly."I trust you. I don't want to lose you again." She said, a sob escaping from her mouth. You pulled her into another tight hug and held on to her as long as you could. "I love you so much mom. Please don't forget me. I'm doing this for us."

Michael was waiting outside the door with a pained expression on his face. Just as you'd stopped crying, Michael had to start it up again. You sobbed and buried your head in his chest. His arms automatically went around you, holding you protectively. "I shouldn't have brought you here." He whispered and rubbed your back. "No. I needed to do that. Thank you for bringing me here." You said through hiccup sobs. He kissed your forehead and held you close to his heart. "Ol phama christeos elasa carbaf. I won't let you fall."

Luna

"Fine!" I snapped and ripped my arm away from his grip. "I'll tell you. Don't ever threaten me again." I narrowed my eyes and he twirled the dagger in his slender fingers. "As you wish. Now your side of the deal."

"That day. The last day I saw you. You thought I was dead. But I escaped the Pure's prison. After all I am a former Pure one. I knew how they worked. Anyways, after I escaped, I knew I couldn't go to De Vaoan. I lost my privileges after I was caught with you. Ass. My parents disowned me and shunned me, telling me they didn't have a daughter. So I left. It was either death or having my wings ripped out if I stayed. I flew to the only place I knew I would be accepted. Doalim. And I did, but it was to risky. I didn't want to get you- I mean me in more trouble. Instead, I faked my death and lived in the mortal world for the past two hundred years. Give or take a few years." I explained as best as I could. He stared at me like I was a drearian wearing a hotdog suit. Earth is an interesting place.

"That doesn't explain what you're doing here now." He observed. His wings tensed up and he crossed his arms over his chest."I changed. Hence the different colored wings. I felt something happen so I flew back to you. It's a good thing I did. You couldn't win this fight on your own." I said, telling the truth completely."You flew all the way here because you thought something was wrong with me?" He sounded like the lovesick boy I had dated all those years ago. His guard always dropped around me. I could use it to my advantage or just be in the moment. "Obviously something big happened. I don't want to miss the big showdown. Now I'm here to help. There. There's your answer. You happy?" I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms."Yes. Immensely." He spoke quietly. I finally took a good look at him and saw what had become of Ashton. Heartbroken, power thirsty, angry, and bloodthirsty. I couldn't tell if it was my doing, but if it was, I did a great job. He's going to be the leader of the darkies. All because of me.

Sides are coming together, mercy soon to be forgotten. The night will change to day as the blood soaks into the ground. The battlefield shall be cleansed by sacrifice and love. Hearts dead and hearts broken. There is no cure for either, just mourning. Take this advice carefully and heed my warning. Things aren't what they seem. Neither are people.