Bye bye little bird

The music was loud, and she just danced. Letting her body being chained to the rhythm. She have had a hard time not thinking about how she had let her brother down, without anyone really knowing it. She had pushed Jasper so far away from her, that they no longer were together. It was weird, and she had spend most days out not to run into him. But he talked to Valeria, not that she blamed them for talking. They knew each other , had known each other longer than her and Jasper had at some point.  "Oh look who joined the party," Malachite caught her eye. It was weird, before she had left the future, his sister had tortured her and brainwashed Sophie. His sister had even killed Jasper. But his sister was dead. Anastasia knew what that felt like, maybe she got Reginald back - but the fear still hang on. The fear of him never returning, that she had ruined everything.

Outift

Malachite was far from okay. He was not getting himself beaten half to death anymore, but he was still in a bad place. It did help spending a little time with the brunette vampire. She knew Valeria and Sophie. He knew she was one of the other kids from the future. He just didn’t care. Whatever he could do would make him do it in a heartbeat. He didn’t have his sister anymore, which just sucked beyond anything. He was not sure how to be without her. It was like a piece of himself was missing and he was desperate to get it back. First he had handled it with violence, now he was doing so by alcohol. Not that it affected him very much. He smiled just a little seeing Anastasia dance. The smile faded when she looked his way. ”Did you expect anything less?” He moved closer to her, trying his best to not the great amount of sorrow drown him.

They were both in a place of searching. This time was just different for Anastasia, she wasn't here for a way to switch of her humanity. she had done that, and it didn't work in the end. Now she was just seeing how far she could push herself, without drowning in the salty ocean - so far, she was doing great. She did what she had to do. She didn't even know if Reginald was back yet, or if he would be back anytime soon. Anastasia just knew, that she would have to prepare herself for that day. Malachite had the look of grief in his eyes, which made her realize there was more to the demon than just chaos. Her compassionate heart was one of her greatest strengths, but also one of her greatest weaknesses. Anastasia gave him a little half smirk. "How could I?" She chuckled a little. "Looking handsome as always I see, how about a dance?" She asked and lifted a little playful on her left eyebrow.

Malachite was just trying to stay afloat. He didn’t feel like he had anyone to turn to. He had tried to reach out for Valeria, but it just didn’t feel right. He wasn’t sure how to explain to her what he was going through. With Anastasia, he didn’t have to. They were going through the same thing. He made a slight shrug by her question. ”Again, what did you expect?” The corner of his mouth moved up just a little. He was generally not a person you saw smile and a lot. ”Dancing sounds good,” he agreed. He was not a dancing person either, but he could handle standing next to her and moving just enough to consider it dancing. He put forward his hand as an offer. ”Do not judge my moves to harshly,” he told her with a voice that became almost begging - at least from him. Expressions were just not something he did very much.

Her mind was a mess, but not a mess as most people. Her mess was mixed realities and emotions from things that haven't happened anyway. She had done what she came here to do, but it had its price. But if she had known, that losing herself along the way would solve the problem - would she have done it? No one knew. And it didn't matter anymore, because the reality had changed. Maybe that was why she lost herself to the dance floor. Anastasia chuckled a little by his wish of her not judging his dance moves. She was unlike him filled with expression, evne through she was sad, she could look so joyful - mostly because she knew there was so much she needed to be grateful for. You could tell by the look in her eyes, that dancing was something she loved. "Just let your body to what it wants, shut your mind off and just give in to the music," she instructed and moved closer to him. "Dance with me dumbass," she smiled at him and danced close to him, not scared to let her arms fall down over his shoulders. "See. It's just about shutting off reality."

Malachite had not known what he came here for. Not really. He had just followed an order, and now he was lost. But maybe it was all about something bigger. Maybe he was meant to be here for some reason. He just didn’t know what. Was he supposed to get Amethyst back? He just felt like he was going towards a goal with not idea what was waiting for him behind the fog. Just like Anastasia, he seemed fine. Not joyful, as he rarely was that, but he was his regular self. It was all about building walls. He had always been good at that. It sounded much easier when she said it. Shutting of his mind was near impossible to him. He looked at her more intently when she moved closer. A smile broke out on his lips when she ordered him to dance. He just stood there for a while as she danced in front of him. He quickly glanced at her arms on his shoulders. ”It takes more than dancing to shut off my reality,” he expressed in a lowered voice. He moved closer to her, nearly letting his lips touch hers. ”Much more,” he whispered, letting his eyes fall close. He was just about remove any distance between them, when he was pulled away. He opened his eyes and saw one of the other vampires standing between them.

Jamie had been keeping a close eye on Anastasia since Reginald went missing. It just seemed proper that someone did. He knew Reginald would appreciate it when he came back. He had followed her to a bar, where she had been spending more and more time. He was listening as she spoke with the demon. What was it with this guy, that made his friends interested in him? Just before the demon kissed Ana, he walked into the bar. He hurried to them, pulling the demon away. ”Sorry Romeo, not tonight.” Jamie turned to Anastasia. ”Don’t do anything you might regret.”

He got closer. Like danger below the surface sneaking up to attack the naive soul. she almost felt his lips upon hers, almost. Anastasia opened her eyes, and looked at Jamie blocking her way to Malachite. "Look who the cat dragged in," she mumbled to herself, clearly not pleased by him interrupting her. He warned her about doing something she might regret later on, but she just lifted her eyebrow a little as if she didn't by his words.
"Rich coming from you.. isn't it?" She spoke a bit deadpan and crossed her arms. Anastasia narrowed her eyes a little. "Look I don't need you to watch over me, if you wanted to act like a big brother.. you should have been one for Sophie," she knew she was harsh and her frustration controlled her choice of words. Anastasia knew what it was like to feel guilty, feeling guilty was her main emotion and it was strong. And she hated that feeling more than anything in the entire world at this point. She then felt something weird. Anastasia moved her hand to her throat and her expression turned into fear. "Somethings wrong," she felt the taste of blood as she started coughing it up.
"You mean its rich coming from you," a voice moved through the crowd. Valeria was angry. She couldn't even hide it if she tried. She wasn't angry about Anastasia spend time with Malachite, maybe a little jealous. But overall she was angry that she had held back information about the captivity that Theodore had been in not long ago. "You are a spoiled little bitch, you know that," she yelled at Anastasia before throwing a punch at her, sending the vampire to the floor.
"You should work on your temper love.. its not a good look on you," Anastasia said under her coughs. Valeria stopped the blood spill from the vampire and lashed out her arms.
"I think my temper is just fine," as Anastasia was about to get on her feet, Valerias ability made her quick to study it and with a kick Anastasia was back on the floor.  Valeria looked over at Jamie with a warning look, she didn't want him to stop her.

Jamie didn’t like this attitude on Anastasia. She was acting obnoxious and bratty. She was better than that, he knew it. ”If you don’t want me to act like a big brother, stop acting like a child.” He was not going to let her talk to him like that, but he also knew she was just lashing out. He was not going to let her words affect him to much. She was just trying to hit him, because he was there to be hit. He looked at her when she was scared, claiming something was wrong. ”Ana?” He walked closer to her, worried something was actually wrong.

Malachite made a sound resembling a chuckle when Valeria joined the party. He just stood by watching everything unfold. Unlike the male vampire, he had no interest stopping them. Unless Valeria was in danger. Then he would step in. He might even do so for Anastasia. ”Hey come on, let’s just go back to the mansion and figure it out.” Jamie was standing next to the girls, ready to stop them if it went to far. He was not the one taking care of situations like this. He was the emotional helper, not the one ending fights. ”Are you serious Val? Like I would ever let you hurt her. Or let her hurt you. Just stop acting like this is about you. You are both being selfish.”

Malachite was surprised by the anger in the male vampire’s eyes. He didn’t seem the type to have that kind of fire. He turned his head when he heard a snarl. A female vampire was moving towards Valeria. Anastasia’s blood had piqued their interest, but it was Valeria’s blood she wanted. More seemed to join. He broke the vampire’s neck in a quick movement before going to them. ”However amusing this is to watch, now is the time to leave. Unless you guys want to see Valeria on the menu for tonight.” He looked at all three of them. A blood demon lunged forward towards Valeria. Malachite only just got in front of her before he came to close. ”Get out of here, now.” His teeth were bit together, as he was struggling to keep the demon away. ”Come on, quickly.” Jamie didn’t hesitate to shuffle both of them towards the exit.

Valeria covered her emotions up with anger, even the good ones. Everything was always fierce and brutal with her. Everyone knew that. Valeria snorted at Jamie.
"I'm not acting out for me. I'm acting out because people we love. Has been tortured and put in pain, because she held back information," she hissed. "Oh please, you are the king of selfish actions Jamie, don't put this on us only if you don't want to join the fight," she said in a more threatening voice. None of them were innocent in this matter - Valeria had never claimed to be. Anastasia kicked out after Valeria and the hybrid fell to the ground.
"Bloody hell, you got me there," she jumped off the ground and noticed the people around them were circling a bit.

Valeria looked over to Malachite when he walked towards them. She gasped a little as Malachite stepped in front of her and blocked her attackers way towards her.
"We can't just leave him," Valeria made a quick move away from Jamies grab, and was caught by a vampire that quickly pushed her against the wall. It was crowded, almost impossible to find anyone in there. However, Anastasia was quick at her and forced the vampire away. Despite Valeria and Anastasia fighting, they would never let the other one in serious danger.
"That was a dumb move," the vampire hissed at Anastasia. Thinking she was a demon he pushed his fist through her rip and the sound of bones cracking almost broke through the music. He ripped it out and squeezed it in his hand. Anastasia gasped for air, and slowly felt back.
"Ana!" Valeria yelled but to Anastasia it felt like an echo ringing in her ear. Every single nerve in her system was on fire, but she wasn't able to scream - everything was hurting in a manner of ways she had never tried before. The vampire returned his eyes on Ana.

Jamie was not going to get involved in their petty fight. It was never going to lead to anything good. He knew that much now. He just brushed Valeria’s words off his shoulders, not paying attention to them. He sighed when Valeria left his grip to move back to the demon. He knew why. Of course, he did. He would have done the same. He only just turned around to witness the vampire attacking Valeria before Anastasia was quick to get the vampire away. But not quick enough to avoid the attack on her chest. ”No,” he just said rushing towards her. He took her into his arms. ”No, it’s okay. It’s okay.” He looked at Valeria with a panicked look in his eyes. He was still not equipped to deal with stuff like did. Not even after everything they had been through.


Malachite was still having trouble keeping everyone else away from Valeria to keep track of what was going on with the others. He did he the bones cracking, but he didn’t have an opportunity to take care of that now.

He was not done here. Not yet. Apparently some things were written in time and he had to make sure they happened like that, otherwise everything would go to shit. It was not because he had planned going back, but leaving like he did was a jerk move. He should have at least told people goodbye. Now he had the chance. The door was opened and in stepped the tall siren, who had been a friend of at least three people in that room. ”People hasn’t stopped messing with you, I see.” He looked at both Jamie, Anastasia and Valeria, before turning to the vampire. ”We’ll just have to mess back,” he grabbed hold of the vampires head, pressing his thumbs into his head until he was screaming in pain. He then picked into his inner pocket, grabbing hold of a stake, forcing it into the vampire’s heart. He then picked up an instrument made by Alison. It had been given to him, just in case. ”Hold your breath,” he instructed them and then did the same. He released a gas that would knock anyone out if they breathed it in. ”Sorry about your friend,” he said looking at Valeria. Malachite hadn’t got the warning. He grabbed into his pockets again, picking out a few letters. ”I can’t stay. Please tell everyone I’m sorry. And give them these.” He had one for Theo, one for Tiana and one for Mariella and Reginald. He wanted to give one to everyone else too, but he had no idea what to say. Lion handed them to Valeria. Before he had a chance to say anything more, he just disappeared in midair. He only had a limited amount of time.

Anastasia felt the blood red tears run down her cheeks in the moment of pain and she held back the urge to scream. She wanted to pass out, her body couldn't figure out what was going on - it was like a part of her died. Valeria looked over to Malachite and was about to make a move, when Lion walked in.
"What the hell," mumbled she as he outed the vampire from the game. Valeria did as instructed when Lion told them to hold their breath. After that everything seemed to happen so fast and she took the letters - then he was gone again. Valeria looked around at all the people who were on the ground. Then she pointed all her attention to Anastasia, the vampires skin almost turned grey - clearly this wasn't good. Far from it. Valeria sat down with them, and forced her wrist to the vampires lips.
"Drink," she commanded and looked seriously at Anastasia. Anastasia didn't really have much of a choice so her fangs pierced through the hybrids thin skin. She drank and drank, the burning feeling lasted in her nerve system - but she couldn't really stop again - it was like she never god what she needed. However, Valerias ability to manipulate with blood stopped the blood and she pulled her wrist back. Anastasia gasped a little and and closed her eyes. Her wound didn't heal, but the bones had healed for now. She tried to get up, but was a bit unsteady on her feet. Valeria ran over to Malachite, knowing Jamie would be over Anastasia.
"Hey Sleeping beauty, time to wake up," she whispered moving her bleeding wrist over his nose, in hopes of it would wake him up from the gas.

Anastasia coughed a little, moving her hand to the bloody wound from where her dragon heart had been placed. She had never died before, but she felt like some part of her had. Anastasia leaned against the wall and looked down in her now blood covered hand.
"Bloody hell it hurts," she folded her lips together and closed her eyes for a little bit.

What the hell? Where did Lion just come from? Before Jamie had much time to ask, he ended the vampire, gave some instructions and disappeared like he had never been there in the first place. What was he going to tell Mariella? Or Tiana? He took in a deep breath, only returning his focus when Valeria started to feed Ana blood. When she left, Jamie placed himself next to her to make sure she was going to heal. ”At least nobody died this time. At least none of us.” He said turning his head to her. ”Are you going to be okay?” He had become closer with Anastasia before he left the future. Now it seemed they were drifting apart. He was not a fan of it.

Malachite had drifted away when the gas went around the room. He only woke to a smell of blood. He lifted his head that was hurting like a building had collapsed on him. ”What the fuck…?” His voice were slurry, almost like he was drunk. Whatever had been in that gas affected more than just his consciousness. It also made him disoriented and confused. ”Val..?” He looked at her with blank eyes.

”Guys, we should get out of here.” Jamie didn’t want to be around when they woke up.

"Seems like death is the least frighting thing that could happen these days," she mumbled a little to herself and took a deep breath in. She gave him a nod.  "Yeah, I'm fine," she replied to his question. However, she wasn't sure she was okay. It wasn't like she had experienced this before, a part of her knew it would be smart to go find the person who knew more about this. But Anastasia also knew, that if she entered Kols place, she would regret it.
"Its just a wound, I most likely just needs more time to heal," she looked at the dead vampire and the leftovers of the heart in his hands. Then she looked over at Valeria.

Valeria smiled when he seemed to wake up. His slurry voice would worry her, but she knew what had happened. Lion had happened. She wasn't fan of him just taking off like that. But maybe it was a wish from Jasmine and Sophie? She hoped they were okay back in their time, and everything was falling back into place - just like she was here to make sure off.
"Yup, I'm right here," she smiled a little and placed a hand on his cheek. "Lion threw some gas out to knock everyone out. You are going to be okay," she assured him and exhaled.  Valeria looked over to Jamie when he said they needed to get out of there - she couldn't agree more. Valeria did her best to help him up, it helped a bit that she could control the blood in his veins to help him not fall back to the ground if she lost his balance.
"Jamie is right, we need to get out of here. But we should stop by the hospital. Ana is bleeding extremely bad.. Mala is gassed. If we try to make it back we might make the damged worse," she suggested.

Jamie just shook his head. ”Maybe for you, not for everyone who is left behind.” He for one was not going to imagine a life without Anastasia in it. He couldn’t. ”Once more with confidence,” he said with a gentle smile. ”You don’t have to pretend.” He didn’t like it when people lied. Not even when it was to calm people or because someone believed their lie to be true.

Malachite couldn’t focus much and just tried to keep himself standing. ”No…” He slurred and shook his head. ”No hospital. I’ll be okay.” He didn’t like them. Going there was a sign for weakness, and he was not going to show weaknesses. He took a step forward away from Valeria. He was not going, not in a million years. But he also knew now, he couldn’t make it out there alone. ”Maybe I’ll just wait outside,” he stepped back to his place next to Valeria.

”I should take Ana there first, then come back for the two of you. Is that a plan?” It was no really a question - unless someone had a better plan. He couldn’t see how it could be. Anastasia was the one who had been hurt most. She needed medical attention first.

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