The Twilight Saga

Ellesmere Highburgs parents are murdered - necks ripped out and drained of blood - and Ella is sent to Romania to live with the Van Nells. When she recieves a letter from her godmother, revealing the Van Nells terrifing secret, they're vampires, she fleds to the woods where she meets the pack of werewolves. Ella begins to fall for Oliver and finds out a family secret. Then theres the battle between vampires and werewolves.

 

Preface

They were running as fast as their legs would carry them. Something was chasing them, something I couldn't see.

They turned a corner and I chased after them, tears streamed out of my deep brown eyes when I rounded the corner to find their dead bodies lying in the street.

Chapter 1: The Van Nells

I woke screaming. Tears ran down face leaving a wet trail behind them. I got up and walked into my bathroom. Leaning over the sink, I splashed my face with cold water.

I looked different now. My parent’s death -no murder- had taken a great toll on me and if it weren't for my curly, silky brown hair and olive complexion I would resemble a zombie.

I remember that night from three days ago very well..............

Mum and dad had taken me for a walk after dark. It had been a still night, but half way through our walk the winds picked up like a hurricane. Mum and dad had looked terrified. They took me to a video store and told me to wait there till they came back for me, they didn't. I waited, and waited, and waited…but they didn’t come.

I had become very worried, so I went looking for them. I heard screaming – my mother screaming – and ran towards the sound. I sprinted around the corner to find my parent’s pale figures lying lifeless in the middle of the road.

I came back to the present and found that I was crying again. It's amazing how much could change in three days, especially since just two days before they had died; we'd celebrated my seventeenth birthday like any normal family. I used to be loved and cared for, but now I was completely alone.

Staying in a hotel for three nights was boring and I was beginning to wonder if I should get my own place.

I walked to the bed and curled up under the covers.

"Knock, knock," said a voice from outside my room. "It's Mrs. Brooker, Ellesmere, let me in?" I groaned and got up to open the door.

"Hello." I mumbled. I didn't invite Mrs. Brooker in, but she pranced inside anyways.

"Ellesmere, we need to talk," she said and took a seat on the small sofa as she adjusted her glasses.

"Ella." I corrected her. I hate it when people call me Ellesmere, it was only ok when my parents called me that and Mrs. Brooker was nowhere near as close as my parents were.

"Ella," she overemphasized my name. "Come sit with me." She patted the spot next to her and I sat down. She smiled and I could see the red lipstick she'd gotten on her teeth.

"I've found you a family." I was going to interrupt saying I could look after myself, but Mrs. Brooker put her hand up to stop me. "There are six in the family. They live in Romania and sound like a very lovely bunch."

"No way! That's much too far from Liverpool," I protested.

"It's final. Your parent’s left me in charge of your affairs and I'm sending you to Romania to live with these people. End of story."

I couldn't argue. She was right and she knew it. Mrs. Brooker smiled at me when I finally reached defeat with a heavy sigh.

"Your plane leaves first thing tomorrow morning. You will be packed and ready to go. I am taking you to the airport myself so be ready nice and early. Good-bye for now, I have things to do," without another word, Mrs. Brooker got up and left the room.

I grabbed my suitcase from under my bed then started throwing random things inside.

The plane landed roughly on the ground. It rolled then finally came to a stop. I grabbed my bags, smiled at the old lady I'd been sitting next to and got off the plane into the cold air of Brazov. I groaned. I was moving from the lovely streets of England to the open wilderness of Romania. I was also unhappy about the fact that I had to leave my motorbike in England. Dad and I used to ride together for a fun pass-time.

There was a taxi waiting for me outside the airport. The driver helped me with my things then we drove away down the winding and unfamiliar road of Brazov.

"Where to miss?" asked the driver politely.

"13 Bloody Court," I answered and realized just how freaky the street name sounded.

"Good luck Miss. Some say that castles haunted," he shivered in fright as he spoke.

"Castle? Haunted?" I thought I was going to live with a lovely, happy family. I was feeling puzzled.

"Yeah. 13 Bloody Court is a castle. People say it’s full of ghosts and dark magic. I met the owners once, most definitely not happy looking people, pale with big red eyes. Gives me the hebegebees." He continued. He was serious; I could tell from his expression that he wasn't messing with me.

"Oh," I replied. Am I really going to live in a castle? Is it haunted? Question flew through my head.

It was snowing when the taxi pulled onto the curb in front of the iron gates. It was well and truly a castle, black as the midnight sky and it looked thousands of years old. It was like a graveyard. Everything was rotten or withering away. The trees all bare, the grass was brown and dead. I gulped.

The taxi driver helped me unload my bags then he got back in the car and smiled through the open window.

"Good luck Miss," I watched as he drove back down the winding road.

I tried to open the gate but it was locked. I noticed a black box on the gate and pressed the red button.

"Hello?" said a voice, like ice, through the speakers.

"I'm Ellesmere Highburg," I answered.

"Ellesmere hello! Come in! Come in!" said the voice with much more enthusiasm. The gates opened with a high pitched creak and I made my way up the cobblestone path to the castle. My palms were sweating and I felt like vomiting from my nerves. I finally reached the door, took a deep breath and gave three gentle knocks. The door flew open and a man stepped into my view. He had black silky hair past his shoulders, pale white skin and eyes of blood red. He was beautiful, scary, but beautiful.

"Hello, I’m Benjamin Van Nell," he said, probably amused by my expression.

"Hello," I squeaked out, my voice shaking.

"Come in," he said while gesturing to come inside.

Benjamin's voice was like velvet, yet it wasn't a soft velvet; more an old and poison covered velvet. I stepped inside into what looked like a 15th century ballroom. It was dark so all I could see was a chandelier hanging from the ceiling and a piano near the far wall. Everything in the room was covered in dust and cobwebs.

"I will show you to your room" Benjamin startled me because first he was next to the door and then he was right next to me, close enough for me to feel his ice cold breath put goosebumps along my neck.

He glided past me and up a flight of stairs. I hesitated for a second then followed. We walked past hundreds of doors, most bolted shut. Paintings hung from the walls containing portraits of ancient people.

Dust clung to my clothes and with every step I took on the dirty floor; I made clouds of dust fly into the air leaving a slight path behind me.

"Here you are," Benjamin said opening the door marked 'guest'. I walked inside a fairly large room. It was dark and dust covered everything. All I could see in the darkness was a huge wooden bed, a fireplace and an old dresser with a stool and mirror.

"I will come and bring you food in the morning and then you will meet the rest of the family," he said as he gave me a quick smile.

"Ok, Thanks," I said and he left without another sound closing the door behind himself.

My mind was buzzing. This reminded me of a lot of horror films I had seen starring vampires and werewolves. No I wouldn't let myself believe in such foolish things. Vampires do not exist and neither do werewolves, ghosts, zombies or witches.

It was getting cold so I went to the fireplace and kneeled in front of it. There was wood inside so I clicked my fingers over it. A small flame appeared so I blew it across the fire until it lit. Within seconds the fire was warm and blazing. Ever since I was born I have been able to control the elements fire, water, earth and air. The only people I told were my parents and they were gone so it didn't matter anymore. I'd kept it a secret because I was scared to be locked up and called a freak.

I was warm now so I went to my bag and put on my pajamas. The bed had black satin sheets with matching pillows and blankets. I lay down and curled into a ball wondering what the next day would bring. It didn't take long to fall asleep; I was so tired and before I knew it someone was knocking at my door.

"It’s Benjamin. Are you awake? Let me in," he asked. I got up and opened the door. Benjamin was still dressed in all black, the contrasts making him look even paler then he was.

"May I come in?" he asked formally.

"Yeah sure," I stepped aside so he could enter. He placed a tray containing toast and porridge on my bedside table then went and sat in one of the two chairs I hadn’t noticed up until now.

"Do you like your room?" he asked me.

"Yeah, it’s great," I mumbled. I didn’t really like the room. It reminded me of a murder scene and this house – or castle – didn’t make me feel any better.

"Good now sit. We have to talk about some things." Benjamin looked like the kind of person you obeyed no matter what, so I sat in the chair across from him. "Ok firsts things first; these are the rules Shane told me to give you.

1: No going into the attic or basement.

2: No opening curtains or turning on the lights. Candles are everywhere so you may use them.

3: If someone tells you to do something, you do it right away with no questions asked.

4: Under no circumstances do you explore the castle at night."

"Are we clear?" he said sternly.

"Crystal," I answered.

"Ok then, eat quickly and be well presented for you are meeting the rest of the family. I’ll wait in the hall." he quickly finished. Benjamin got up and left the room silently and he closed the door behind himself.

I got up and rushed to my breakfast. Not pausing to taste it, I shoved the food into my mouth. I got dressed in jeans and a black blouse – it seemed like a suitable color. Pulling a white cardigan over the top, I went to the mirror. I yanked my hairbrush through the tangles and put a headband neatly in place.

I took a deep breath as I followed Benjamin back down the hallway and stairs to the ballroom. Five people stood in the room and they were all extremely beautiful, except for their blood red eyes that the taxi driver had warned me about. Everyone seemed to revolve around the pale man with the short black hair. I stood at the bottom of the stairs not knowing what to do. Benjamin gave me a small push to make me go forward.

"Hello my dear. I’m Lord Shane Van Nell," said the man that everyone seemed to revolve around.

"This is Elisabeth," she was also pale, but had long blonde hair. Shane went around the room and told me everyone’s names. Britany has fiery red hair; Sophia has long, straight, black hair, Aristro was the man with light brown hair.

"And of course you already met Benjamin." Shane smiled, showing perfect white teeth. Two of his front teeth were abnormally long, like fangs.......

"H-hello," I stuttered. Do they all know me?

"You’re Ellesmere Highburg. Welcome to the family." I smiled a small smile. Maybe these people weren’t too bad. Shane pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me.

"As you will be living with us, we expect you to do these chores." Shane smiled and then everybody left the room leaving me alone in the dark. I unfolded the paper and read:

1: Dust and clean all furniture.

2: Cook your own meals in the first kitchen off the ballroom.

3: Mop and sweep floors.

4: Light all of the candles at night.

5: Do the dishes.

6: Clean the windows.

7: Tidy the gardens.

8: Repaint the entire castle black.

9: Feed the crocodiles in the moat.

10: Fix the broken stair.

Was I some kind of slave? What was with these people and their lists and demands? Maybe I’d spoke too soon. I reread the list of chores. How could these strangers expect me to do all these ridiculous jobs? I was having lots of second thoughts about living with the Van Nell’s; they seemed cruel.

I made my way back to my room only to realize I was hungry. I turned back towards my door when someone knocked.

"Come in," I said curious as to who would want to talk to me now. The door opened and there stood Aristro. Of course, he was as beautiful and pale as everyone else with the same blood red eyes but he looked different because the smile he had stretched across his face was warmer and more meaningful than the scowls of distaste everyone else seemed to wear around me.

"Hello Ellesmere," he greeted me kindly while shaking my hand. I flinched because his skin was as cold as ice and hard as bone.

"Hello," I mumbled. Aristro seemed completely comfortable as he sat in the same chair Benjamin had earlier this morning.

"I wanted to talk to you for a while." He didn’t go on and I realized he was waiting for a response from me. I sat down and smiled.

"You don’t talk much do you?" I shrugged and he laughed. It was a warm, happy laugh.

"I just came to see if you were alright. The rest of the family was pretty mean and disrespectful. But I’m not like them," Aristro said smiling and I could see that he wasn’t like them myself. His eyes were warmer, like running liquid than the others cold frozen eyes. His face was also brighter and more cheerful.

"I’ve noticed," I said smiling.

"She speaks!" Aristro crowed and I laughed.

"So what exactly happened to make you an orphan?" He asked out of curiosity and a small tear escaped my eye.

"Don’t worry; it’s none of my business anyway." Aristro looked away.

"No it’s ok. You were only curious," I whispered and he looked at me. A wave on unwanted and untrustworthy safety swept over me when I met his gaze.

"Are you ok? You look sort of sick," He sounded anxious. How could someone so caring come from such an unkind family?

"I’m fine. Well, my parents were murdered 5 days ago. We went for a walk and they were scared of something. They hid me in a video store and told me to stay, but I heard mum screaming and went to see if she was ok. I found them dead in the middle of the road. Some people thought they were run over but they had their necks ripped out and were completely drained of blood. I knew it was murder and if I ever find the person responsible for my grief, I will kill them and I will enjoy hearing their screams of pain." I started sobbing after my brave speech and Aristro stroked my hand to comfort me. Aristro looked like he was in pain and something about his expression made him look guilty. He knew something, something important and he didn’t want me to know about it.

"What’s wrong?" I asked trying to sound as sweet as possible.

"It’s just....." He hesitated.

I pushed harder for an answer. "You can tell me. I won’t tell them," I said nodding toward the door.

"I don’t know what to tell you..... I mean I want to tell you but I don’t know if I should," he hesitated, obviously struggling with what to tell me.

I patted his hand in comfort and he smiled a sad smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "I can’t tell you, I’m sorry. I can gives you clues though....." he smiled in triumph.

Shane gave you a list of chores didn’t he?" I nodded.

"Can I have a look?" I took the folded piece of paper and handed it to Aristro.

"Ok do you ever watch or read horror stories?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Yeah all the time, especially vampires," he flinched.

I got up and grabbed the book I had just finished reading from the top of my bag. "I just finished reading ‘Dracula’ by Bram Stoker." I said showing Aristro the cover.

"Ok. Did you take note of everything that happened?" he asked me. I knew the book by heart because I had to study it for an English essay.

"Yeah why?" I asked.

"Let’s just say it might come in handy." He winked, trying to pass it as a joke, but I could see the seriousness in his face.

"Ok." I said, curiosity and confusion evident in my voice.

"I must be off now. Bye-Bye." He smiled and curtsied in a half bow.

"Ok bye....and thanks" I said smiling, even more intrigued.

"For what?" Aristro questioned.

"For being understanding and kind," I said with a returning nod.

He nodded then walked out through my door. I waited for the creak in the stairs then went and knelt by the fireplace. I clicked my fingers over the wood and a small flame appeared. Within minutes the fire was blazing as if it had been going for hours.

The door flung open to reveal Aristro again. I was startled by his sudden reappearance.

"Oh sorry," he said taking in my expression.

"I just remembered I had this for you. It was sent to Mrs. Brooker who sent it here. No one read it."

He handed me the faded purple envelope. My name was written on the front in a neat script I recognized immediately as my fathers and sure enough, on the back it said’ Mr. and Mrs. Highburg’. I gasped then looked up at Aristro for an explanation but he was staring at the fire.

"How did you start it so quickly?" he asked confused. I was a horrible liar, but I decided to give it a go.

 

 

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Chapter 2 - The letter
“Just lucky. I guess I got good wood.” I shrugged and he raised an eyebrow.

“You’re lying. Please tell me the truth,” he demanded, giving me a stern look.

I sighed. “My whole life I’ve had the ability to control the elements fire, water, earth and air.” I said hesitantly, looking down at my feet to avoid his gaze. He stood there, so quiet that I had to look up at him and then he finally spoke.

“Really?” he didn’t look like he believed me.

“Yeah,” I answered.

“Prove it,” he crossed his arms over his chest and lightly tapped his foot on the floor.

“Ok, fine!” I focused really hard and made a huge gust of wind come through the room. It blew Aristro’s hair into his face and his coat threatened to fly away. I chuckled to myself as he got the funniest look on his face, almost fear.

“Stop!” he said sternly.

I did as he said and the wind stopped, leaving the room still again.

”Wow!” he exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief.

“Don’t tell anyone.” I pleaded as he walked back out the door. “I don’t want anyone else to know.”

“Ok, I promise” he vowed and I hoped he would keep it.

I shook on the spot, my arms and legs felt weak so I went and sat down in one of the chairs in front of the fire and crossed my legs. When I use the elements, it momentarily drains my energy, sometimes so much that a pass out.

I took the letter from my pocket and slowly opened the envelope. I took a deep breath then unfolded the white paper.

‘Dear Ella, our sweet darling,’ I read, tears already starting to seep from my eyes.

‘If you have received this letter then we are not with you anymore. We miss you and love you very much. The people who have adopted you; the Van Nells are far too dangerous to write on paper and we warn you to be cautious because when you turn your back, bad things will happen. If you can, we would like you to get out of their grip before they harm you and please do not, under any circumstances, tell them about your power for they will use it against you. Ella, the Van Nells are vampires.
We sent this letter to your godparent, Isadora, and told her to send it to you if we died. We have met the Van Nells ourselves and know their tricks and secrets. You can trust Aristro; he won’t let them hurt you but no one else.
You should also know about the three other people who have a blood relation to Shane and can kill him. We are sorry darling but you must drive a stake through Shane’s heart. The three people you must contact names are Melody Alice and Michael Cranberry, as well as and especially, Chris Saxton.
Be careful, we love you. Please be safe…we are with you always.

Your loving parents,
Jeremy and Josephine
XOXO
P.S. Good luck ‘

I felt tears in my eyes but I couldn’t grieve now. Not yet, as I was in the evil vampires’ lair. I tried to breathe properly but failed. My parents claimed I could trust Aristro and I believed them.
I went to my bag and got out the vampire book my mum had gotten me for my most recent birthday and now I knew why she had bought it for me; to learn about vampires because they knew I’d have to face them one day. I read through some of the facts quickly.

Vampires slept during the day because they couldn’t go out in sunlight; it burned their skin. I ran to the curtain and yanked it open. The sun shone brightly in the sky. Aristro and I had been talking all night; I’d have to move quickly I told myself. At least the time was to my advantage. Would I be Shane’s dinner if I stayed another night?

I went to my bag and moved all the important stuff to my smaller back pack. I put on a green jumper over my black blouse and tied my hair into a messy ponytail. I put my letter in one pocket of my jeans and my book on vampires in the other pocket. I walked to the door quietly and opened it so I could see into the hall through a small crack. No one was there so I opened the door fully and stepped into the dark hallway. I walked down the hall as quietly as I could, always scanning the room for a threat. As I walked down the stairs, a cold white hand appeared, covering my mouth. I gasped but turned to see it was only Aristro.

“Good-bye Aristro,” I said hugging him. I shivered at the coldness of his skin.

“Good-bye,” he whispered, sadness filling his red eyes.

I nodded and turned and ran to the door. It opened with a creak and I slid outside into the ice cold air. It had been raining so there were puddles everywhere I looked. I ran as fast as I could towards the bridge over the moat. I stopped when I reached the start of the bridge and glanced at the hungry crocodiles below. I gulped then sprinted over the bridge as though it was falling as I took each step. The Iron Gate was open so I went through quickly, hoping it wouldn’t close and lock me inside. As I ran through the puddles, water splashed up and soaked my pants. My shoes were like swimming pools and my toes like ice but I ran on, running as fast as my legs would carry me, scanning the area around me constantly. I reached the woods, took a deep breath then kept running. The woods were full of animals making strange noises. The trees slowly swallowed me in the darkness even though I knew it was still day and eventually I didn’t know whether I was going forwards or back towards the castle. I couldn’t run anymore but I couldn’t stop either. I kept walking to put as much space between me and the monsters. I tripped a lot and now had cuts and bruises covering every inch of my body. I started running again and tripped, my head hit a rock and this time I didn’t get back up. Blood trickled down my forehead and I tried to breathe through my mouth; tried to avoid the smell of blood. I felt my sight leaving me as I slowly drifted into blackness.

Chapter 3: Found

I was still in a sea of blackness except it was uncomfortably hot now and something or someone was carrying me. Their body was warm and muscular and I could feel it sway as they walked. My eyes fluttered open and a found his face. He was tanned and had the most amazing green eyes. He had thick eyebrows above his eyes in the same dark shade of brown as his shaggy hair. He looked down at me and smiled. I couldn’t speak he was so gorgeous.

“Hello,” he said, his voice husky.

I didn’t say anything; I was too stunned. My head hurt and I could feel the dry blood stuck to my forehead and cheeks.

“Do you speak?” he asked as he cocked his head to the side to look more directly into my eyes.

“Of course I speak!” I exclaimed and he laughed.

“Oh, well my name is Oliver. Oliver Fur,” he smiled and I smiled back. As I looked into his eyes, I had many questions to ask. How did you find me? Do you know about vampires? Where are you taking me? I reached into my pocket and pulled out my letter. Oliver put me down and I swayed. He grabbed me so I didn’t fall then took the letter from me. He read it carefully, the whole time his face was a mask.

“It’s from my parents,” I informed him, my voice breaking with pain.

“I know,” he whispered and handed the letter back to me.

“I know about you and your parents and I know about the vampires,” He said smiling down at me. He bent down to sweep me up again but I shrugged away.

“I can walk,” I said, probably a little more harshly than I should have. I was frustrated and my head hurt. How did this stranger know my parents, and about the vampires? We started walking through the woods and I had no idea what was out here or where we were going.

“I need to tell you something,” Oliver informed me and I nodded to let him know I was listening.

“I’m a werewolf.” I gasped. “But before you get the wrong idea, I’m a good werewolf. I choose when to phase and I don’t bite or eat people,” he screwed his face up in distaste and I laughed. He smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes. I smiled broader to hint I wasn’t scared of him at all. I hadn’t felt this safe in well.... ever.

“You’re not scared of me?” he asked cautiously, cocking one eyebrow as he looked at me, surprised.

“Nope,” I stated genuinely.

He smiled.

“Would you be scared if I told you we were going to my shared home which is full of a pack of werewolves?” he asked and I shook my head.

“Well that’s where we’re going,” he said cheerfully, shaking his head in sheer disbelief. We walked and walked for hours and I soon wondered if we were walking in circles.

“We’re here,” Oliver’s voice was husky. I looked around us and saw nothing but trees. We stood in front of a huge oak tree that was probably hundreds of meters high in the bright blue sky. I gave Oliver a puzzled look.

“You’ll see,” he stepped forward and pushed lightly on the bark of the tree. It pushed open to reveal a staircase. Oliver stepped in and I followed reluctantly. What if the others don’t like me? Oliver pushed open another door at the bottom which opened to a lounge room. There was a huge couch in the middle of the room with a wooden table in front of it. Behind the couch were a small kitchen and a table to eat at. Everything looked homemade and lived in. Tunnels lead in all different directions from the lounge. Oliver walked me to the couch and told me to sit down.

“Stay here. I’m going to go get the others,” I nodded and he disappeared down one of the hallways. My nerves took over then. I thought to myself; what would happen to me if they didn’t like me?
Within minutes the room was filled with four half naked boys – including Oliver – and two girls.

“This is Eric, our Alpha,” Oliver said gesturing to the biggest of the men. He was tanned with brown hair and eyes. All the guys in the room had the same muscles.

“Claire, our Beta,” he said pointing to the pale girl with dark hair.

“Daniel,” he was pale with blonde hair that glittered in the light.

“May-Belle,” the only other girl. She had a nice tan with pale hair.

“Kyro, our chef,” he is tan with black hair.

“Lisbin,” he was the smallest and looked only 13. He was tanned with dark brown hair.

“And this is Chris,” he had the same tanned skin and blue eyes as my dad. Looking into his sapphire blue eyes made a tear come to my eye, but I held it back. I smiled at everyone. Why did Chris seem so familiar to me and why did I suddenly feel so safe and home.

“Hello,” I said in a very small voice.

“Hello,” said Eric.

“Where did you find her?” Claire asked Oliver. He glanced towards me then back at Claire.

“I found her in the woods. She ran away from the bloodsuckers and I found her unconscious.” Oliver answered smiling.

“She looks so much like you Chris. You guys could be twins,” said May-Belle and my eyes searched for Chris. He was staring at me with a dazed but sweet smile. I looked back at Oliver and yawned.

“Come on. You can sleep in my room until we find you a room,” said Oliver. I thanked everyone then followed Oliver down one of the tunnels. He seemed relaxed as soon as were out of the lounge room. I couldn’t see in the dark so Oliver grabbed my hand to lead me. I felt a jolt of electricity where his skin touched mine and by the way Oliver tensed, he did to. We didn’t go very far and I could still hear the others talking.

“Here we are,” Oliver said turning into a small room. Oliver turned on a lantern and I could see there was a huge mattress on the ground and a small shelf containing the few possessions Oliver had. I took my backpack and jacket off and put the jacket in my bag.

“I m going back to the others. There’s water near your head. Sleep well,” I could not see him, but I knew he was smiling and with that Oliver left. I lie down in the bed and felt great safety and comfort. I drank all the water and was just about to fall asleep when louder, closer voices echoed up the tunnel.

“Are you ok?” I recognized the voice to be Claire’s.

“I think so,” replied Oliver.

“You don’t even know her name,” she continued. I realized they were talking about me.

“I will soon enough,” he declared.

“Ok. I’m going to bed. Goodnight,” Claire said as she walked away. I could tell because her footfalls were getting softer and softer then no more.

“Night,” Oliver replied.

I listened to both of their footsteps as they walked in different directions. I closed my eyes and fell asleep quickly. Oliver’s seemed to get louder as Claire’s become softer. I tried to continue listening, but sleep overcame me.

My nightmares seemed so real. In them, I was like a ghost and mum and dad couldn’t see or hear me. I watched as Shane tore them apart and screamed for him to stop. I thought I was a ghost to him as well but I wasn’t. Once he finished mum and dad, he turned to me, blood running down his chin and launched himself at me.

I woke screaming and thrashing with tears flowing from my eyes. I hadn’t realized Oliver was there until he spoke.

“Are you ok?” he sounded worried.

“I....I don’t know. I think so,” I whispered, still crying.

“What happened?” he asked worried, as he reached over and brushed my hair from my face.

“Nightmare that’s all.” I explained, my voice a little stronger. I flinched at his touch, like I had been shocked.

“Are you sure?” he asked, pulling his hand away as he responded to my reaction.

“Yeah,” I smiled but it didn’t reach my tear filled eyes. He scanned me for a minute then changed the subject.

“What’s your name?” he asked me.

“Ellesmere Highburg, but you can call me Ella.” I smiled. Some unknown emotion flashed across Oliver’s face but it was gone as quickly as it came.

“That’s a beautiful name,” he whispered. I barely heard him, but I blushed scarlet.
“Come on, I bet your starving,” Oliver said and I nodded smiling. The passageway was much brighter and I could see easily. We entered the lounge and Claire, May-Belle, Chris and Eric were there.

“Hello,” I said quietly.

“Hello again,” said Eric without even looking up, his head was on Claire’s lap and she stroked his hair.

“What’s your name?” Claire asked.

“Ellesmere Highburg but can you please call me Ella?” I replied with a slight smile.

“Of course. It’s nice to meet you,” Chris said standing up and shaking my hand. It was warm and felt so familiar.

“What’s your last name Chris?” I asked politely. He seemed to hesitate for a second then answered.

“Saxton why?” I gasped and took the letter from my pocket to show him.

“Well I’ll be damned. We are related,” said Chris. He tried to pass it as a joke but I could see some kind of pain behind his eyes.

“Are you hungry?” May-Belle asked me.

“Yes ,thank you,” I said taking a hash brown from the basket. We all sat and talked for a while, and then Claire stood up.

“Come on Ella, let’s get you cleaned up.” I nodded and stood up. Oliver smiled at me and I smiled back then followed Claire down a tunnel. It led to a room with a bath the size of a pool and a smaller bath across the room.

“You can have a bath in there and wash your clothes in there,” she said pointing to the big bath then the small bath, “there are towels in the cupboard.”

“Thanks,” I said. She nodded and disappeared through the door. I walked to the bath and stepped in. The water was warm and welcoming and while I was in the water, I scrubbed the dry blood from my face and practiced using the water element. When I got out, I dressed back into my black blouse and jeans. I went back to Oliver’s room and dug through my bag for a hairbrush. I yanked it through the knots in my wet hair then put it back. I let my hair dangle down my back and shoulders. I left the room and made my way back to the lounge; Oliver was the only person there.

“Hello,” he said smiling. I went and sat down next to him on the couch.

“Hi, where is everyone?” I asked.

“Well, it’s only 6:00 AM, so half the pack is asleep. May-Belle, Claire and Chris went on their rounds, so that leaves just you and me.”

I smiled but it faded quickly. I am not sure why, but I had to tell Oliver about my power. I grabbed his hand and towed him to the bathroom.

“Why are we in here?” he asked confused.

“Shhh. Let me concentrate.” I focused on the water and the water only. I made the still water move furiously until it made a whirlpool. After a couple of minutes, I started to feel tired and stopped and turned to look at Oliver. He was staring at me, mouth agape.

“How did you do that?” he exclaimed.

“I can control the elements; fire, water, earth and air with my mind,” I said hesitantly.

“I usually don’t tell anyone, but for some reason, was compelled to tell you,” I continued shyly.

“Wow! You get more amazing every hour,” he gushed.

I blushed, scarlet red, again.
WOW! Amazing! I'm wondering if there is going to be any romance between Oliver and Ella????
lovee this storyy!
post more soon :D
your a really talented writer :)
OMG!!! This is so freaking good!!
Please, keep me posted!!! I am going to add you as a friend, keep me update! Please, promise!!!
*Lizzie
Ok very nice, im am liking it :) pls send me a msg when u post the next chapter

Gracias :)

Letty
I'll keep you all updated *smiles* thanks for the great comments!!!!!
Here is Chapter 4!!!

Chapter 4 - Gone

I rolled over in my sleep, right into Oliver’s bare chest.

"Sorry," I said blushing, once again. It was becoming a little embarrassing. He was lying facing me but his eyes were closed, a hint of a smile crossed his lips.

He opened his eyes and whispered sweetly, "Go back to sleep, its only 2 AM."

"Ok," I whispered back then rolled over again so he couldn’t see my bright red cheeks.

I had been living with the pack for 3 weeks now and they treated me as though I were part of their family. There were no more rooms left in the house and no room in any of the other rooms anyway, so I kept sharing with Oliver. Claire had gone on a raid and gotten me my own mattress, but Oliver’s room was so small that only a gap of about 5 centimeters was between our beds. I knew my way around all the tunnels and didn’t need a guide anymore which saves everyone heaps of time and now I can help around the house doing odd jobs. I have not seen any of the wolves in wolf form yet, but people kept promising that I would.

I drifted back to sleep slowly always hyper aware of the sleeping body next to mine and awoke to Oliver shaking me gently.

"Wake up Ella, something’s happened,” he whispered with urgency.

My eyes flew open and I sat up.

"What?" I asked, imagining the worst.

"Eric just got back with the newspaper," he answered. "Come on." He took my hand and pulled me out toward the kitchen. Everyone stood crowded around Eric at the table.

"Downtown police states Melody Alice and Michael Cranberry were murdered just last night. Their bodies were found 6 miles from their homes with bones broken and completely drained of blood. There was no evidence on scene of the culprit and Police are investigating further," Eric read aloud. Chris came over and stood next to me. Everyone looked at us with sad looks in their eyes.

"Guess it’s just us left," said Chris. I shuddered. Chris and I were the only people left that could kill Shane and the others.

"Relax. We'll figure this out," Oliver whispered in my ear as he hugged me. His touch made me feel warm and safe. I was noticing more and more that he was becoming my light in the darkness, my sun, my home. I smiled at him before I turned to look at Chris and the others around the room; my family.

"We will," Chris agreed flashing me his million dollar smile that reminded me so much of my father. I trembled at the memory. Everyone nodded trying to comfort me.

"Thanks guys," I said with a reassuring smile.

"That’s quite alright." said Eric. "Come on Daniel we have to do our rounds," he said as he headed for the door. They disappeared through the main door.

Oliver and I sat on the couch, hands barely touching and talked all day.

"Ella, I think......." Oliver didn’t get to finish.

"Help! Help!" Daniel Screamed as he ran inside with Eric in his arms. Oliver and I helped Daniel lay the broken and bleeding Eric on the sofa as quickly as he could.

"What happened?" I demanded, shaking like a leaf.

"We were running and a bloodsucker appeared out of nowhere. He had long black hair," Daniel told us.

"Benjamin," I whispered shocked and angry.

"Yeah him," Daniel continued. "He attacked from behind and Eric saved me. The bloodsucker broke most of his bones, but Eric managed to hurt him enough to send him away screaming." Daniel started to panic, visibly shaken. "What do we do?" he cried.

"Ella, go get Claire." I obeyed and sprinted as fast as I could to Claire’s room.

"Claire!" I frantically called.

"Ella? What’s wrong?" She asked coming into the room behind me. I pushed her out the door and sprinted for the living room without saying a word. She instantly followed.

"Oh my god! What happened?" She screamed running to Eric.

"He was attacked by a vampire," I whispered quietly.

"Claire?" Eric whispered barely loud enough to hear.

"I’m here." She kneeled down beside him and stroked his hair. Silent tears fell from her eyes and landed on Eric’s chest.

"I love you. Always have, always will." He said and Claire kissed his lips.

"You too, forever, " She replied with a whimper.

"Look after the others," Eric said with a half smile, fighting to catch his breath.

"Of course I will, until you are healed and able to take over again…." Claire’s voice cracked as Eric’s eyes started to close slowly.

"No! No! Eric don’t you dare leave me!" Claire sobbed as she cupped his cheek.
"I love you, always," He closed his eyes and his heart beat its last beat. Eric was gone. My heart hurt from all the pain endured in today. Pain that felt as if history was repeating itself. Someone in my family, killed by a vampire…Chris walked in then and studied the scene.

"What the hell happened?" He demanded loudly. Claire sobbed harder, gasping for air between sobs.

"Eric was killed by a vampire," Oliver told him.

"No! No! No!" He ran to Claire and hugged her tight. He pulled her away from Eric and she hugged him, covering him in her tears.

Claire pulled herself together enough to give us all instructions. "Oliver and Ella go find everyone and tell them what’s happened. Chris and Daniel help me take Eric outside. No one else needs to see this," she whispered, the pain evident in her voice.

We all nodded. Oliver wrapped his warm fingers around mine and we set off to find everyone. After some time, we found everybody and told them the bad news. I never said anything though, Oliver did all the talking and occasionally a small tear would appear in the corner of his beautiful green eyes.

My life was officially turning to ashes. After my parents died, it seemed that all the bad luck decided to fall on me and soon I’d explode with grief and confusion. Why me? Why did my bad misfortune have to affect the ones I loved? Why did it move like a destructive tornado destroying everything in its path; all the love and happiness around me causing not just me but everyone else to suffer along with me? It’s not fair.

The fate of millions of innocent people rests on mine and Chris’ shoulders. Sure we would have help from the whole pack, but I still felt responsible for everything.

Everyone gathered in the living room. Daniel, Claire and Chris had already buried Eric and tears still flowed from Claire’s red and puffy eyes.

"This meeting is to discuss the new alpha. Oliver, who do you vote for?" Claire asked with no emotion in her voice.

"Claire. You would make the best leader, “he declared.

Claire nodded.
"May-belle?"

"You."

"Lisbin?"

"Claire"

"Kyro?"

"Claire"
"Chris?"

"Claire"

"And Ella?" It surprised me when she asked for my vote. I considered myself part of the family, but not the pack since I couldn't transform into a wolf, but I felt comforted.

"Claire." I answered.

"Everybody, three cheers for Claire!" yelled Daniel.

"Hip Hip Hooray!" Everybody cried in unison. Claire looked around the room with pride and honor as she became the new leader of the Pack. She was still grieving Eric, but she knew that the safety and continuation of the Pack had to come first.

I remembered everyone sitting and talking. I’d been talking to Oliver and Claire. I drifted off and when I woke, I realized I was lying on Oliver’s bare chest.

"Oh, sorry.” I tried to move away but Oliver sat up and cradled me to his warm, bare chest. I could hear his soft heartbeat and feel his breathing against my neck causing me to get goosebumps and tremble.

"Are you ok?" He asked quietly, hugging me gently.

"Yes and no," I answered as honestly as I could.

"That’s understandable. You've been through a lot lately," he said his voice husky and full of tenderness and something else. Something that drew me to him.

His eyes searched mine and I don’t know what they found. He leaned forward, inches from me then hesitated, judging my response. My heart thudded in my chest, fighting to break the barrier my ribs made. His lips met mine and my heart stopped altogether. His lips were soft at first but they became more rough and urgent as I kissed him back. He pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. My fingers tangled in his hair, clutching him to me. Wind came rushing through the room but I wasn’t controlling it, my emotions were. It did that sometimes. The elements would control themselves if I had a strong enough emotion. His lips freed mine and we both gasped for air, then the wind stopped.

Oliver pressed his lips to mine again; more wind then it disappeared again once he released me.

"Ella?" he asked, unsure of what was happening.

"Yeah?" I replied while trying to slow my breathing. Where Oliver’s skin touched mine, it burned almost too hot, but cool enough to be comfortable. Just the right amount of hot and cold, it was exhilarating.

"I think I’m in love with you," he said breathless.

I laughed and he joined in. He kissed me again and when he stopped I whispered, "me too.”

Voices came from outside our door.
"Oliver? Ella? You guys awake?" I recognized the voice as Daniel’s.

"Yeah" Oliver replied, rolling his eyes in frustration.

"What’s up?" I could see a tinge of red on Oliver’s tanned cheeks.

"Can we come in?" he asked.

"Sure." Oliver answered.

Daniel and Kyro walked in and sat on the floor. They didn't seem to notice Oliver and mines embrace; it was almost like they expected it.

"Claire wants to go investigate the castle because the vampires always go hunting at night. She said it was too risky to take Ella and wants you to stay with her here." Daniel explained to Oliver.

"Of course, but what are you going to do at the castle?" asked Oliver.

"She wants to try and find their weak spots, like how we destroy them and stuff." Kyro said finally speaking.

"No!" I said shaking my head. They couldn't go in there it was way too dangerous and I didn’t care for Claire’s excuse. I wouldn't let her endanger my family like that.

"Huh?" Daniel asked confused.

"No, I won’t allow anyone to go to that castle. There's booby traps everywhere and a bloodsucker is always home," I spit out, barely able to speak with concern for my new family.

"We'll be fine," insisted Daniel.

"I’m going to talk to Claire," I said getting up and leaving the room. I marched down the tunnels to the living room and found Claire bending next to the fire. I concentrated and soon the fire blazed. Claire turned around startled.

"Oh, Hi Ella," Claire said, relaxing once she realized it was me causing the fire to spark and blaze.

"Hey. I need to talk to you." I said walking over and sitting down next to her in front of the fire.

"Go ahead," she smiled, trying to hide her sadness.

"I think going to the castle is a horrible idea. There's always a vampire there and I already have all the information you need to defeat them." I pulled the notebook and letter from my pockets and handed them to her.

"What are they?" she asked, intrigued.

"The notebook has all the information you need on vampires and how to kill them and the letter was sent to me from my parents and it explains a bit about the blood relation." I continued.

"Ok, tell everyone the trips off until I can study this information further." I nodded; smirking then left her alone to read.

As I walked back to my room, I passed Kyro and Daniel.

"Trips off guys," I told them. Daniel groaned obviously disappointed. I kept walking and so did they.

"Can you please tell everyone?" I yelled louder over my shoulder as I continued to my room.

"Ok, sure." Kyro answered.

I walked into my room and Oliver was sitting on the bed. I couldn’t help but smile at the vision before me. He really was gorgeous. I felt the color rising in my cheeks so I quickly looked away and spoke.

"Trips cancelled." I said, trying to hide my reaction to his form sitting on the bed, remembering where we were when we were so rudely interrupted.

"Ok, that’s good but I was looking forward to the alone time, " Oliver said with a wicked smile and I totally blushed tomato red.

Oliver walked over to where I was standing. He cupped my chin with his hand and pulled my chin up to look into my eyes.

"What’s wrong Ella?" He asked with such gentleness it made me weak in the knees.

"I really want to know how Chris and I are related," I mumbled and Oliver hugged me to his warm, bare chest.

"I’m sure you guys will figure it out." He pulled my face up to his and kissed my lips softly.

"I’m gonna go take a hot bath. I need the time to relax and process everything if that is ok," I said searching his eyes for any disappointment or anger.

"Ok. I will be here waiting when you return." He smiled lovingly and gave me one last kiss. I left the room and made my way to the bathroom in a daze. I was lucky I didn’t come across anyone because I would probably run into them. I instead of the hot bath, I splashed my face with cold water then dried it with my towel. I realized I did not want to be away from Oliver any longer than I had to be.

On my way back to the room, I tripped on a rock and fell to the ground. My arm landed on a rock and I gave a small screech as it cut through my flesh spilling blood on me and on the ground. I breathed through my mouth avoiding the smell that made my stomach toss and walked as quickly as I could back to the room. I remembered packing bandages in my bag.

"Oh God! What happened?" Oliver panicked when I entered the room. He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me back to the bathroom.
"I fell." I mumbled almost silently.

"What a klutz you are Ella," He said in disapproval. We walked into the bathroom and May-Belle was in there brushing her teeth.

"What happened?" She asked Oliver with concern in her voice.

"She fell." I noticed May-Belle’s eyes as she watched my fingers and Oliver’s twined with mine.

"Can you please go get me a bandage?" Oliver asked. She nodded then left the room after giving me a very stern look of hatred. Oliver grabbed a towel and wet it in the bath. He wrapped it around my arm to try and stop the bleeding.

"Why did she look so angry?" I asked hesitantly.

"She’s jealous of you." Oliver said simply.

"Why?" I asked incredulously, almost unbelieving.

"Because I love you and not her." Oliver kissed me and I kissed him back.

"Excuse me," May-Belle said clearing her throat in the doorway. I pulled away from Oliver instantly. I blushed again. She handed Oliver the bandage then left silently.

"Oops." I said holding back giggles. Oliver bandaged me up then we went back to the room to bed. I rested my head on Oliver’s chest and he wrapped his arm around me and stroked my hair. I soon fell into lovely bright dreams.
Nice, chap!
I do really like your story, is totally amazing ;) please, keep me update and do not stop wrtting like this, right?
*Love, Lizzie
Nice chapter, u r very good writer can't wait for the next chappie :)

Gracias
Letty :)
oliver is just the best!!
Letty!!! BFF!!!! How are you?! So happy you are reading our story!! Isn't she a GREAT writer!!!!

I am proud to be a part of this story!!!

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