...Mightier Than the Sword
A Fan Fiction Archive
Dr.Murdoch called all the vampires into his office. As they arrived they notice a girl with dark brown hair and eerie yellow eyes sitting in front of Murdoch’s desk. “Who’s the babe?” Marty asks grabbing the seat next to her. The girl’s eyes narrowed, as she glared at him. “This is Amy,” Dr.Murdoch said, pretending not to notice Marty’s remark. “Is she a new vampire?” Merrill asked, staring at Amy. “She doesn’t really look much like a vampire,” Karl laughed. A deep growl escaped Amy’s lips; she pulled them back revealing sharp fangs. “Not exactly, she’s half vampire…and half were-wolf,” Murdoch said, placing a hand on Amy’s arm. Amy stopped growling and sat quietly. “I think I understand why her parents sent her here,” Marty joked. Amy’s eyes narrowed again, as she snarled loudly at him. Marty jumped and flipped over the seat in surprise of the ferocity of the snarl. Amy’s snarl turned into a smile as she laughed at Marty. Marty attempted to pick himself up with dignity but stumbled, causing the room to explode with laughter. “Serves you right,” Amy laughed, she had a bit of a British accent. Essie walked over to Amy, “I like her…a lot. I’m not sure if it’s her werewolf senses that told her that Marty’s a jerk or not but she seems very intelligent,” she said, with a welcoming smile to Amy. Amy smiled back, this time the fangs were gone. “How did you…?” Karl began to ask. “Retractable fangs,” Amy joked, “the same way you can hide your fangs.” “Well I leave you all to show her were she‘ll be sleeping. Oh and there won’t be a lesson tonight,” Dr. Murdoch said. Marty finally picked himself off of the floor, “the only joy of new comers,” he muttered as he followed the others down to where their beds were.

“This’ll be where you sleep,” Essie said pointing to the coffin closest to Marty’s. “Oh sure, give the death trap the coffin by mine,” Marty complained sarcastically. Amy rolled her eyes as she flopped into the coffin. “So why did you come here?” Drew asked, lying down in his coffin as well. “Where I come from, vampires, were-wolves, any mystical creature that still thrives is being hunted down for money. Mix-breeds like myself, are double the offering price of the two parent creatures together. Unfortunately were-wolves and vampires are worth 500 pounds each, which made me worth 2000 pounds. My father, the vampire, was killed, and my mother heard of this place and told me to head for it. I thought at first she thought I would just get in the way, but a friend of mine, told me a month after I had been traveling that my mother was killed, and now they were searching for me. When I finally reached here I was never so happy to see a human school in my life. That’s how I ended up here. Even though I have to live among humans, I’m not going to enjoy it,” a growl escaped Amy’s lips as she finished her story. Marty was pretending to snore in his coffin. Amy snarled again and chucked a pillow at him; it hit Marty right in the mouth as he was pretending to do a very loud, open-mouthed snore. He coughed and took the pillow out of his mouth and chucked it back at her. Amy squealed and laughed, throwing the pillow back at him. Essie rolled her eyes and walked toward the light switch, “night, kids,” she said, switching off the light switch. “Night mom!” Amy jokily called, laughing as Marty threw the pillow back at her.

Amy lay staring at the ceiling, it was 20 minutes before sunset…she was the only one who could go out during the day because of her werewolf blood, but she didn’t like to. She waited impatiently for the others to wake up. She thought about pacing, but she didn’t want to rub it in that she could go walk around the school in broad daylight. She sighed heavily to herself, and rolled over trying to drift back to sleep. She made herself wake up early every night because if she didn’t manage to wake up before Marty, he would creep up beside her and whisper something in her ear. Unfortunately for Amy she talked in her sleep and as soon as she would respond “what?” he would yell it again in her ear, causing her to jump and fall out of her coffin. Though right now getting the shit scared out of her didn’t seem so bad considering how bored she was. She sighed and rolled over again. Suddenly a strange scent seemed to drift around the vampire’s dungeon like room. Amy tried her best to ignore it but curiosity got the better of her. She slowly crawled out of her coffin and walked up the stairs. Placing her ear to the secret door that lead down to the vampire’s room, which was in Dr.Murdoch’s office, she listened for any sign of any one besides Dr.Murdoch himself being in there. She opened the door, Dr.Murdoch wasn’t even in his office, ‘he’s always in his office at this time of day, I wonder where he is?’ she asked herself. She sniffed the air; the strange scent was stronger now. The hair on the back of her neck bristled as she gave a low growl and kept walking trying to figure out where the scent was coming from. She looked towards the window, the sun was nearly down. ‘Maybe I should just go back to the room and wait for the others’ she thought, starting to turn around. A loud bang came from the library that made her heart jump; she really wanted to go back to the vampire room now. But the urge to check out what it was, was just too strong. She walked a lot quicker than she would’ve liked towards the library. She froze at the door, remembering that tonight was a full moon. It had been a month since she arrived at Mansbridge, so she knew her way around pretty well. She stood in front of the library’s double doors, thinking what she should do. ‘It’s probably a student doing some studying,’ she thought, beginning to turn away again. Then the scent leaked through the doors, telling her that it wasn’t one of the students’ scents. Since she got bored every night that she’d wake up a lot earlier than the others, she made it a project for herself to memorize every single person in this schools scent. This scent, was the scent of an outsider, more likely than not someone who wasn’t even suppose to be in the school. It was a scent that was too dangerous to leave alone. She opened the doors and walked in, sniffing around trying to find where the scent was coming from. As she passed the third row of book shelves, and the door suddenly slammed shut. She spun around quickly, startled by sudden noise. A man was standing in front of the door; at least his shape was that of a man. It was hard to see any of his features because of the trench-coat that he wore. The man slowly began walking towards her, Amy’s muscles tensed. She snarled loudly, his scent wasn’t that of a human. She had hoped that the snarl would’ve made him stop, but it didn’t. Instead the man snarled back, revealing himself to be another werewolf. The sun sank and darkness leaked through the windows of the library. The male werewolf tore off the trench-coat; his body was engulfed in fur, his mouth and nose transformed into a muzzle filled with bone crushing jaws. His yellow eyes narrowed, his face was also covered in fur, his ears enlarged and became pointed. His hands and feet formed into paws, his nails and the tips of his fingers and toes formed into sharp claws, a large bushy tail sprouted from his rear. The very same transformation took hold of Amy. She could no longer think straight, her heart was full of all the boiled anger and hatred that she had ever felt throughout her life. She lunged at the male were-wolf, and he lunged back. They locked in battle, snarling, biting, slashing and howling.

Marty was the first one to wake up. He crept silently over to Amy’s coffin…she wasn’t there. He then heard an ear piercing howl that woke the others. They all shot out of bed and raced upstairs. The door to their room was already open, ‘Oh shit,’ they all thought. They knew what night it was, and they feared what was going on. They stopped dead as they heard the sound of running feet from the second floor. The howl apparently didn’t just wake the vampires up. Amy’s scent mixed with the scent of blood was coming from the library. They spotted Dr.Murdoch talking to his students, stopping them from going to check out what all the commotion was. He quickly signaled to the vampires to go to the library and stop what ever it was that was in there. As Drew, Marty, Merrill, Karl, and Essie entered the library, they saw blood and fur everywhere. The howl sounded again and a young female werewolf was thrown up against the wall beside them. “Amy,” Marty muttered. A loud snarl came from their left, a massive 10-foot tall male were-wolf, stood with his lips curled back. His fangs were gleaming in the lamp light; he threw back his head and howled. Amy slowly stood up and curled her lips back into a snarl, then she too threw her head back and howled, then went back to snarling. She put all of her weight on her hind legs, getting ready to lunge again. As she shot forward, Drew, Marty, and Karl grabbed hold of her, pulling her back. Amy snarled back at them, and tried to shake them off. The male were-wolf lunged at her, aiming straight for her throat. Essie stepped in front of Amy; she had the hypnotic power of suggestion and erasing memory. In this case she would use both. Each of the vampires had their own special power, Marty’s was telekinesis, Drew’s was extended hearing and mind travel, Merrill’s was reading other people’s thoughts and dream-sliding, and Karl’s was super human physical prowess. Amy even had a power from her Vampire blood, it was telepathy. Merrill stood beside Amy as she thrashed, snarled and tried to continue forward. She gently began to coax Amy, Amy’s snarl subsided, her breathing became easier, and her muscles relaxed. As she was doing this, Essie was using her hypnotic powers, “you don’t want to hurt us or our werewolf friend, now do you?” she asked. The massive male stopped millimetres from Essie, he was deep in a trance. “I didn’t think so,” she said, smiling, “no why don’t you leave and go back where you came form?” she suggested, while in the process erasing his memory. The were-wolf slowly turned toward an open window and loped out. Amy dropped onto all fours, weakened by the loss of blood. “You’re gonna be alright Am, you’re gonna be alright,” Marty whispered to her, as he let go. Amy shook her head twice, trying to clear her blurred vision. Marty grasped her hand in his tightly as Amy’s features turned human again, and then she fell unconscious. Drew and Karl stared at their blood drenched hands, breathing heavily from the struggle with Amy. Then they helped Marty carry her back to their room.

“It’s a miracle she’s still alive, considering how much blood she’s lost,” Dr.Murdoch said, as Merrill finished dressing Amy’s wounds. Amy flinched slightly but remained unconscious. “That means she’s gonna be okay, right?” Marty asked, staring at Amy’s limp body. “It’s too early to say,” Dr.Murdoch said gravely. “But if she’s a vampire, wouldn’t that mean she’s already dead?” asked Essie who was pacing around the room. “Not exactly. Since she has werewolf blood it means that she’s just as alive as myself and any one of my human students. But it also means she can die just as easily as well,” Dr.Murdoch answered. “What would happen if she died?” asked Drew, “Then she would turn into a full vampire. Now, call me if she comes around,” and with that he left. “Why the hell did she go up there in the first place?” Karl asked, lying down in his coffin, still exhausted from the struggle. “Maybe she got bored waiting for us to get up, it’s obvious enough that she woke up before us,” said Essie, gently stroking Amy’s hair out of her face. “No really,” said Marty sarcastically. “That wasn’t a normal sized male werewolf,” said Merrill walking over with a book in her right hand. “Here we go a lesson about were-wolves from the bookworm. Look if I want to know anything about werewolves, I’ll ask one,” Marty said. Merrill threw an angry glare at Marty, “what do you mean Merrill?” asked Karl, sitting up. “Well, this book states that a male werewolf does not grow any bigger than six-feet. Amy is five-foot-seven.” Merrill said, looking from her book to the others. “So, what’s your point? We’re getting old here,” remarked Marty. Essie cuffed him on the back of his head. “As I was saying, that werewolf was at least twice Amy’s side,” Merrill said, fearfully as she closed the book. The others looked concerned, what if that wasn’t the last massive monster that they would encounter? “Maybe that one was on steroids,” joked Marty; Essie socked him with a pillow, and then looked sadly over at Amy. “What was that for?” he asked, angrily. Essie didn’t answer, she just stared at Amy. Dr.Murdoch came back down, “I’m going to need some of you to clean up the library,” he said, looking from one vampire to another. “I’ll go,” Drew offered, heading for the stairs. “So will I,” Karl said getting out of his coffin and following Drew. “I might as well,” said Essie, “are you coming Marty, Merrill?” “I’ll come,” said Merrill. The other vampires stared at Marty, “I think I’ll stay here,” he said, heading over to his coffin. Dr.Murdoch smiled, “well if there are any changes in Amy’s condition come get me,” he said as he followed Drew, Karl, Essie and Merrill upstairs. As soon as he heard the door close, Marty headed back over to Amy, and watched her breathing effortlessly. It was hard to believe that a little while ago they were struggling to hold her back from attacking a ten-foot male werewolf. He brought a chair up beside her, and sat there holding her hand, as if somehow it would help her heal. Marty was just about to drift off when Amy groaned and tried to bend her fingers in the hand that he held. Her eyes slowly opened, and she stared at Marty. “Good evening sleeping beauty,” he joked, smiling at her. Amy snorted slightly, and took a deep breath, “drop dead, Marty,” she said weakly. “Sorry can't do that. You know I would if I could though…but there’s just one problem, now what is it…oh yeah, I’m already dead,” he said laughing. Amy laughed weakly, than began to cough. She cleared her throat, smiled and slowly took her hand back, blushing.

“I don’t understand why Marty wanted to stay with Amy,” said Karl sweeping up some fur. “To get out of cleaning the library,” called Drew from the other side of a bookshelf, Karl laughed. “Guys are so slow,” Essie said, helping Merrill mop up the blood on the floor. “What’s that suppose to mean?” asked Karl, glaring at Essie. “Isn’t it obvious?” asked Merrill. “What’s obvious?” asked Drew, coming from behind the bookshelf with a big pile of fur. “Geez, guys are slow,” said Merrill, rinsing off her mop in a bucket. “Would you stop saying how slow we are and just tell us what’s obvious!” Karl yelled, adding his pile to Drew’s. “I don’t know if we should,” said Essie. Karl and Drew glared at her. “Okay fine, Marty totally likes Amy,” she said, in her “matter of fact” voice. “So, I do to,” said Drew. “But he LIKES Amy,” said Merrill. “And I just said…oh I get it,” said Drew. “Boy your slow,” said Essie rolling her eyes. Karl laughed, “yeah right, Marty wouldn’t know love if it came up and bit him in the ass.” Drew laughed and began sweeping the fur into a dustpan. “Maybe Marty has common sense after all,” said Essie, carrying her bucket over to where Drew was sweeping before. “He certainly has great taste in women,” she said as she began mopping again. “What and we don’t?” asked Drew. “I think what Essie’s getting at is that Amy is a fine catch, aside from the little werewolf dilemma,” said Merrill. “Yeah, she is really hot,” commented Karl. Essie walked out from behind the bookshelf and cuffed him on the back of his head, hissing. “Well of course not as hot as you,” Karl said; trying to look very sorry that he ever said that. Essie gave a triumphant smile, and went back to the other side of the bookshelf. ‘That was close,’ Karl thought as he continued to sweep. “I sure hope Amy knows what she’s getting into,” Drew said, sweeping along the front of the rows. “Oh believe me she does,” Essie said, smiling one of her “I know something you don’t” smiles. “Okay what do you know?” asked Karl, who even though he didn’t see the smile he knew what she was getting at. “I don’t know what you mean,” Essie answered as innocently as she could. “Fine, if you’re not going to tell us, Merrill will,” said Drew, turning towards Merrill. “If you think that I know what’s going on in that diva’s head you’re badly mistaken,” Merrill said, as she joined Essie. “How come we’re always left out when it comes to interesting conversations?” asked Karl. “Because you’re so slow!” called Essie, laughing with Merrill.

Amy didn’t try to move, the pain was too intense. Just by flexing her muscles pain would shoot through her body as if someone had fired a gun. She relaxed smiling, and staring at Marty. When she first arrived here she thought he was a jerk, but now as he sat beside her, she felt differently. “I’m just going to get Murdoch, I’ll be back soon,” Marty said, as he stood up. Amy tried to nod, but pain shot through her and she just winced. Marty bent down and kissed her on her forehead. As he left, Amy thought to the first night that she stayed here, she arrived just before sunrise, and Marty and herself had a pillow fight. She laughed, thinking of how she hit him in the mouth.

I wonder how I ever made it through a day
How did I settle for a world in shades of grey?
When you go in circles all the scenery looks the same

And you don’t know why
Then I looked into your eyes
Where the road stretched out in front of me,
And I realized

She thought about all of his remarks to her, “If I’m not just a wolf-girl mixed with a vampire than what am I?” she had asked him a few weeks ago. “Xena warrior princess gone ugly,” was his response. She laughed remembering how she cuffed him on the back of his head for that.

I never lived before your love
I never felt before your touch
I never needed anyone to make me feel alive
But then again I wasn’t really living
I never lived before your love
Then there was this night, when he grasped her hand, in the library. And his kiss, as if a magic spell was cast over her. All of her pain left as his lips touched her forehead. She savored the feeling, and wished she didn’t look so weak and helpless.

I wanted more than just an ordinary life
All of my dreams seemed like castles in the sky
I stand before you and my heart is in your hands
And I don’t know how
I survived without your kiss
‘Cause you’ve given me a reason to exist

I never lived before your love
I never felt before your touch
I never needed anyone to make me feel alive
But then again I wasn’t really living
I never lived before your love

The sun was going to shine in a couple of hours. She didn’t bother wondering where the others were, the mess the male were-wolf and her made, was enough to leave the most logical of thinkers suspicious.

And I don’t know why
While the sun decides to shine
But you breathed your love into me just in time

I never lived before your love
I never felt before your touch
I never needed anyone to make me feel alive
But then again I wasn’t really living
I never lived
I never lived
Before your love

She heard footsteps coming back down the stairs. There were more than just two people. ‘The others must be finished cleaning,’ she thought, fighting the urge to fall back asleep. She turned her head slightly seeing Essie coming over to her quickly. Essie hugged her and Amy grunted in pain, she winced. “Essie I think you should let go of her before you make her faint from pain,” Dr.Murdoch said, walking over. “Thank-you,” Amy gasped, catching her breath. She lay back down relaxing, getting over the intense pain she just felt. She shook her head, and forced herself to stay awake. “How are you feeling?’ Dr.Murdoch asked. “Sore, tired, feeling as if a bullet just shot through me, in intense pain, is there any other way to describe that you’re in pain?” Amy joked, her eyes drooping slightly. Dr.Murdoch laughed as Amy shook herself awake again. “The sun will be up any minute now,” said Merrill, looking out a small window in the dungeon like room. “I’ll see you tomorrow night then,” Dr.Murdoch said, “and Amy, if you find the strength to do so, come see some time during the day. The sooner you’re up on your feet the better.” Amy was about to nod, then thought better of it, “sure thing,” she said instead. Dr.Murdoch smiled and nodded to the others, leaving to go to his office. Amy yawned, and began to drift off. “Good night, Amy,” said Essie, as she walked pass Amy’s coffin. Amy smiled and fell asleep.

Amy rolled over and slowly got out of her coffin, she didn’t know what time it was, all she knew was that most of her wounds had stopped throbbing. She glanced around; no one was down here. She limped upstairs and heard Dr.Murdoch giving one of his lectures. She groaned and opened the door, and limped into the office. “So nice of you to join us,” Dr.Murdoch said cheerfully. Amy sat down beside Marty, she smiled at Dr.Murdoch. “So, what did I miss?” she asked, as cheerfully as she could. Marty put his arm around her, “how are you feeling?” he asked, whispering. “Better,” Amy said, smiling. Essie’s eyes flashed, she smiled at Merrill. Merrill turned to them, began to smile, when suddenly she felt a cold stab in her chest. Merrill turned away quickly, was she scowling? Was she, of all people, jealous of Amy? ‘Impossible,’ she thought, ‘why would I be jealous of Amy? It’s not like I love Marty.’ Merrill froze, ‘do I?’ she tried to erase the thought of her liking Marty. It wasn’t possible, she loved Drew… yet as she saw Amy laughing at Marty’s joke, it almost seemed as if someone else’s heart had entered her body. Something inside her longed for it to be her that Marty had his arm around. “Well since the werewolf fiasco last night, I thought that every full moon we should try to teach you to control your wolf form by responding to our voice commands,” Dr.Murdoch said. “You say that as if I’m a dog,” Amy remarked. The others looked horrified, in her wolf form; she was more than a match for Marty, Drew, and Karl. And she was even weak from loss of blood. “Also to stop her from attacking any of us, Marty can use his telekinesis to hold her still. You telekinesis is good for more than just throwing people’s powers. You can hold people in place, regardless of how strong they are, and lift objects,” Dr. Murdoch said, smiling at how much more interested Marty was in the subject now. “Really? Hmmm,” he said smiling at Amy. “Don’t even think about it,” she laughed, resting her head against his arm. “I’m offended that you thought I was going to do anything to you with my powers,” Marty said, in the same voice Essie uses to pretend to be innocent. “As for today I thought I’d show you a new attachment to the school,” Dr.Murdoch said, slowly standing up. Amy lifted her head, just as interested as the vampires. “Is it another day-student free zone?” Marty asked, slowly taking his arm back from around Amy. “No, but the students are only allowed in there one period a day, so if you get bored Amy, you can hang out there instead of fighting a fully-grown male ten-foot tall werewolf,” Dr.Murdoch said. Amy blushed slightly, “if it wasn’t me it was going to be someone else. That werewolf was looking for a fight. If I hadn’t gone after him then he might’ve attacked a day-student,” Amy said, growling slightly. “That is true, but you could have at least waited…” Dr.Murdoch began. “For the others, I know,” Amy said, “but, then the problem wouldn’t be just one massive were-wolf, no one would’ve known that one was there, because they would’ve been to busy with me when I transform. And then parents would start calling inquiring about the death of their child and what was going on.” Merrill understood what Amy was getting at. If injured she could handle three vampires, then they’d have no chance against her when she was completely healed. This left the ten-foot one to roam the school looking for a victim. “We’d best not dwindle in the past, whatever happens, happens,” Dr.Murdoch said, as he began to walk out of his office. The vampires nodded their heads and followed him to the new room.

“This is it,” said Karl, not satisfied. Amy’s eyes were wide with astonishment, the room was huge, there was a piano in one corner, cupboards full of instrumental equipment, and a storage room full of every instrument imaginable. She felt as if she died and gone to heaven. Dr.Murdoch seemed to notice the expression on Amy’s face, “you like music, Amy?” he asked. Amy snapped out of her daze, “as much as anyone who was raised the way I was,” she responded. “Oh really, how were you raised?” Dr.Murdoch asked. “My mother would sing her favourite song twice a day, by listening to the pitches I taught myself to play it on guitar and piano. After I learned the words, I would play and sing along with my mother. As a harmony, I could go higher than her, and my father use to say if we were a werewolf and half-breed, he’d like to see an angel. My mother and father loved music, and I grew to love it as well,” Amy said, her eyes closed picturing everything. Marty threw back his head and did an imitation of a were-wolf howl, “there I think I just sang the song,” he said with a smile. Amy opened her eyes; she shot an angry glare at Marty. But as he pulled a comical face, she ended up turning away and laughing. Her attention then turned to the piano, “you know you can play it if you want,” Dr.Murdoch said. Amy smiled and moved swiftly over to it. Relaxing in the seat, she imagined being back with her family. She began to play a few simple chords then moved into a melody, she took a deep breath and began to sing.

Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There’s always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here

Amy forgot about her audience, her mind was with her parents, she could feel her mothers hand on her shoulder as she finished playing the melody, and end with a glissando. A tear rolled down her cheek as she thought about how brutally her father was killed. Her heart ached, longing to be home with them. She lifted her hands off of the piano, lingering in the past that she wished she could return to. The others stared in awe as her voice trailed out of the room. Marty ran his fingers through his hair, “I guess I was off by a few pitches,” he laughed. Amy turned to him and smiled, “try the whole melody and base-line,” she said, laughing. ‘No wonder he loves her, she’s…perfect. She can hide her feelings so easily, she can play instruments, she can sing. And all I can do is annoy him,’ Merrill thought sadly. ‘She’s little Miss. Perfect werewolf mixed with a vampire!’ she screamed in her head. Amy glanced in her direction, confused. Merrill stiffened, remembering what she read about were-wolves and how they communicate. They used telepathy. ‘Can she hear me?’ Merrill asked herself. Amy stared at her for a little while then nodded her head.

It was close to sun when everyone left the music room. Everyone that is…except Merrill and Amy. “Well now I know how you really feel!” Amy snapped. “Amy I’m sorry, I never should have thought that. I completely forgot that were-wolves use thought-speak. Please forgive me,” Merrill begged. “Merrill, you’re my friend, if I’d known you liked him…” Amy began. “But I didn’t know I liked him until he started paying close attention to you,” Merrill interrupted, “it’s not your fault. I was just being stupid I should’ve never said…thought those things. But what were you doing listening to my thoughts?” “I tend to do it without realizing it. Like on minute I’ll be listening to someone talking then next thing I know all these voices are going on in my head,” Amy said. “But it doesn’t matter…I should probably go...” she said sadly walking past Merrill. “Amy…I” Merrill began, turning around. But Amy was gone. Merrill looked around the room. ‘Oh no,’ Merrill thought, ‘did she actually leave the school?’ she asked herself as she ran out of the music room. She spotted Amy walking towards the door. “AMY! WAIT!!” she called. Amy turned around; Merrill could see all the pain on her face. “I’m sorry, please forgive and don’t leave,” Merrill said. Amy gave Merrill a confused look, “I wasn’t going to leave, I was just getting some fresh air.” Merrill stiffened, the blood rushed to her face, “Oh,” she said, obviously embarrassed. “Well then,” she said clearing her throat. “Were you worried that I was going to leave the school?” Amy asked. Merrill nodded her head. Amy laughed slightly, which made Merrill feel worse. Amy sensed this and said, “I’m not laughing at you, don’t worry.” Merrill smiled slightly; she couldn’t stop Amy and Marty from going out just because her feelings for him came later than Amy’s. But she could always pick up the pieces if something were to break them up. All she had to do was play the waiting game, and hope that fate was on her side for this.

“Okay, everyone back up,” Dr.Murdoch called, “Essie take your place.” Essie walked to the back of the room staring straight forward. “Marty, let her go,” Dr.Murdoch said. Marty slowly lowered his hand, and Amy shot forward, her fangs gleaming. She snarled and howled loudly as she skidded to a stop. “Essie, get her attention!” Dr.Murdoch yelled over the snarling. Essie looked around, trying to find something that would catch Amy’s attention. Amy, glanced around the room, she knew everyone was there, she could smell them. She ignored Essie at the back of the room and began searching for the others, turning her head left and right. Her teeth were bared and she walked steadily forward, her claws clicking against the hard clear floor. Essie was desperate; she picked up a candle holder and threw it against the wall closest to her. Amy’s head shot up staring at Essie, her eyes narrowed and a deep growl escaped her throat. She tossed her head and charged forward, heading straight past everyone else and heading for Essie. “Talk to her slowly and gently!” Murdoch yelled. “Easy Amy calmed down. You remember me right, it’s your old pal Essie,” she spoke as calmly, hoping that her voice wasn’t quivering with fear. Amy didn’t hear her; her ears were flat and she continued forward. “MARTY!” Dr.Murdoch called. Marty’s hand shot up, stopping Amy inches from Essie. Essie breathed out steadily, not realizing she had been holding it. Amy chomped the air, trying to reach Essie. Marty used his telekinesis to back Amy away from Essie. Essie walked towards the others. Merrill watched the glare in Amy’s eyes then remembered what she had read…werewolves used telepathy to communicate. “Dr.Murdoch, May I try…I have an idea,” Merrill asked. “If you’re up to it,” Dr.Murdoch said, wiping sweat from his brow. Merrill walked to where Essie was standing, and nodded to Marty. He let Amy go and she tossed her head around, sniffing the air. She bared her teeth and walked slowly to where she knew Essie was. “Merrill you’re going to have to get her attention locked on you, she still sees Essie as her prey,” Dr.Murdoch said. Essie went pale, “what!?” “Don’t worry Essie, I have it under control,” Merrill said, picking up a book and throwing it towards Amy. It hit Amy, but she ignored it. Merrill looked to Marty, “a little help,” she said, motioning to a wooden barrel. Marty’s eyebrows rose, “you’re joking. I’m not going to hit her with one of those.” “You don’t have to, just make it close enough that she thinks I did it and that it was meant to hit her,” Merrill said, readying herself. Marty raised his arm, aiming for the barrel. It rose slowly then flung across the room, narrowly missing Amy. Her eyes locked with Merrill’s, they were full of fury. Amy leapt forward, hot anger surged through her veins. Merrill closed her eyes and concentrated her thoughts to Amy. ‘Amy stop!’ she thought. Amy skidded to a stop in front of Merrill. She was breathing deeply. Merrill slowly opened her eyes, Amy’s aggressive eyes shone with amusement and happiness. Merrill smiled at her, ‘for a minute I thought you weren’t going to stop,’ she thought. Amy heard the playful tone in her voice. ‘You knew I couldn’t understand the spoken language in this form all along didn’t you,’ Amy thought, her tongue lolling. Merrill laughed and nodded. ‘You are so evil…scaring poor Essie like that,’ Amy scolded playfully. "Nice job Merrill," Dr.Murdoch said cheerfully. “How’d you do it?” asked Karl, taking the long way around Amy. Remembering the wrestling match he had when it was his turn to try to connect with her. “On our first day in the music room, I was thinking about something…and it turned out Amy could hear me. I didn’t understand how at first…I then remembered that I read something that said that werewolves communicated with one another through telepathy,” Merrill said. “Only you don’t have to read minds to hear it, you just have to concentrate.” Marty smiled over at Amy, “Okay, Am…what am I thinking?” he asked out loud. In his mind he could hear Amy’s laughter as he sent his thought to her, ‘eww! Marty that’s sick,’ she thought back to him, laughing.

Amy rolled over in her sleep, groaning. “I’m not going back,” she said in her dream. A young man, not that much older than her, stood glaring at her. “You don’t have a choice,” he snarled. “That’s where you’re wrong, Ty. I do have a choice,” she snapped, her eyes flashing with rage, “I have the choice to stay at Mansbridge.” “Spencer told me that you chose to fight him rather than go with him,” Ty said, spitting on the ground, pretending that he hadn’t heard what she just said. “I thought Essie erased his memory,” she said, thinking out loud. “You should know that werewolves are immune to that,” Ty snorted. “By the way did you have fun being a werewolf last night?” he asked, getting off topic. “Get to the point, Ty. Why are you here?” Amy inquired. “I’m coming for you,” he said smiling. Amy went pale, “no,” she whispered. “I’ll see you soon, Am,” he said, disappearing. Amy snapped awake, sitting up quickly. BANG! Marty, Karl, and Essie looked up from what they were doing. “Ow,” Amy muttered, opening the top of her coffin. “That sounded like it hurt,” Marty said, smiling at her. Essie looked worriedly over at her, “are you okay?” she asked. “I’m fine,” Amy replied, slowly crawling out of her coffin. “You know, maybe you should try opening the top of the coffin before sitting up,” Karl joked. Amy cuffed him on the back of his head as she walked past him. “So…how many times have you done that this week? Four… maybe five?” Marty asked jokily. “Bite me Marty,” Amy replied. “Oh?” Marty said, in a questioning tone as he stood up. He smiled and brushed Amy’s hair from her neck and bared his fangs. Amy smiled and turned to him, giggling, “but not to hard,” she joked. Merrill glanced in their direction; she stood up and started walking upstairs. Merrill plastered on a fake smile as she turned back to the others. She briefly thought back to that a night when it was just herself and Marty, how he threw sarcastic remarks at her.

I have a smile
Stretched from ear to ear
To see you walking down the road

We meet at the lights
I stare for a while
The world around disappears

Just you and me
On this island of hope
A breath between us could be miles

Let me surround you
My sea to your shore
Let me be the calm you seek

Oh and every time I’m close to you
There's too much I can't say
And you just walk away

And I forgot
To tell you
I love you
And the night's
Too long
And cold here
Without you

She blinked back tears, why hadn’t she realized it before. That all the feelings she had for Drew, were really for Marty…she only thought it was Drew because of the way he talked about Sherry… but really…all those emotions were for Marty.

I grieve in my condition
For I cannot find the strength to say I need you so
Oh and every time I’m close to you
There's too much I can't say
And you just walk away

And I forgot
To tell you
I love you
And the night's
Too long
And cold here
Without you

She cleared her throat. “We better get going. We don’t want to be late for class,” she said, turning away again. Karl, Essie and Drew slowly stood up and followed Merrill. “We’ll be up in a minute,” Marty said, smiling and putting his arms around Amy.

“Who’s that?” Karl asked, looking at a young man sitting in front of Dr.Murdoch’s desk. “He wouldn’t tell me his name, all he said was that he knows one of you. Where’s Marty and Amy?” Murdoch asked, glancing around the room. Amy and Marty right at that moment walked into the office laughing. Amy’s eyes locked with the stranger and she froze, the color draining from her face. “Ty?” she asked, trembling slightly. Ty smiled, standing up and walking towards her. “Hello, Am. Long time, no see,” Ty said, stopping in front of her. “What are you doing here?” she asked, coolly. “I told you I was coming for you,” he said, moving his hand towards her. Amy’s eyes went blood-red, her vampire fangs bared, “DON’T! Touch me!” she snapped. Ty’s eyes narrowed as Amy began to show her vampire side, but he kept a slick smile on his face. He stepped closer, moving his arm around her, “Hey! Pal! Are you hard of hearing? She told you not to touch her,” Marty said, pushing Ty’s arm away from Amy, as he jumped to her defence. “Aww, c’mon, what’s a little physical affection between family members,” he said, looking from Marty to Amy. “I don’t care if you’re her brother or what not, I’m not about to let you harass her,” Marty said, stepping in front of her. “Marty, it’s okay,” Amy said, putting her hand on his shoulder. “Amy, who is he?” Merrill asked, her voice quivering. “He’s my cousin, Ty,” Amy spat, as if the words left a bad taste in her mouth. “Yeah, and I’ve come to take you home,” Ty said, smiling past Marty. “I’m not going anywhere,” Amy answered slowly. “If you don’t mind, we would like to talk in private,” Ty said, turning away from Amy and Marty. “By all means,” Dr.Murdoch said, pointing to the Vampire room. Ty gave Murdoch an icy smile, “I was thinking something closer to the door,” he said. Amy’s eyes narrowed as she stepped out from behind Marty, “and I think the vamp room will do just fine,” she said, stopping in front of Ty. Ty smirked, “lead on, then, cuz,” he said, his eyes also narrowing. Amy smirked and turned away, heading to the room, Ty followed her closely like a puppy. As the door closed behind them Marty began to pace around, a bit uneasy about Amy being alone with her cousin. “I wish we could hear what they are saying,” Essie thought out loud. “Actually…I had Karl help me install…a little hidden microphone down there, just to hear what you are doing when I leave you after a lesson,” Dr. Murdoch said, switching the mic on. “I’m just trying to save you from exile,” Ty’s voice sounded through the mini speaker on Dr.Murdoch’s desk. “What if I don’t mind being in ‘exile,’ as you so clearly put. As far as I remember my mother was in exile, and she didn’t seem to mind,” Amy said, there was a lot of anger and hurt in her voice. “You’re mother was a traitor!” Ty yelled. “MY MOTHER WAS THINKING FOR THE GOOD OF THE CLAN!!” Amy yelled back. The other vampire’s heard Ty snort. There was silence for about a minute, then Ty spoke up, “she got what she deserved.” Essie gasped, “some cousin he is,” she muttered. Marty stopped pacing, wanting desperately to jump to her defence. “No one deserves the fate she had,” Amy said. The others were sure that she was crying, but her voice had so much anger in it that anyone else wouldn’t have believed it. “Look Am, I just want to take you home, where you belong,” Ty said, calmly. There was a long pause before Amy spoke, “that’s where your wrong Ty. You’re not taking me anywhere, you can’t take me dead or alive…this is where I belong…and this is where I’ll stay. Whether you like it or not!” Amy snapped. Ty growled, “I’m not playing games Amy! I’m taking you back, even if I have to lift you up onto my shoulder and carry you!” A snarl escaped Ty’s lips as he walked towards Amy. “Get away from me,” she whispered to him, as she backed up. Ty didn’t stop, he kept walking, and grabbed her arm. “GET AWAY FROM ME!!” she yelled, snatching her arm back. That was all Marty could take. He turned towards the door, opened it and rushed downstairs. “Marty!” Karl called after him, as he chased him down the stairs. Next thing Ty new he was flung up against the far wall of the room. “Here’s a little tip for ya, Ty ol’ boy. If you ever come near Amy again, I’ll break your arm, if you ever touch her again, I’ll kill you. Are we understood?” Marty asked, his eyes flashing with rage. Amy slowly stood up and ran to him. Marty hugged her tightly. Ty fell to the floor, he snarled, “you’ll regret that Vampire!” he spat, “I swear it!” Ty rushed past him, pushing Essie against the side of the stair-case violently while passing. “Geez, creep,” Essie muttered, continuing down the stairs. “Is everything alright?” Essie asked, looking around. Karl was leaning against the wall, watching as Amy stood trembling in Marty’s arms. “I didn’t think you’d come to me,” Amy whispered to him. “I would never leave you in the hands of a jerk like him Am. You are my one,” he said, hugging her tighter. Merrill froze as she heard what Marty said to Amy. She felt tears welling up, she fought them back and slowly continued down the stairs. A bright smile was spreading across Marty’s face…as a smile quickly faded from Amy’s.

Amy sat alone in the music room, trying to take her thoughts off of Marty and what he had said. Was she his one? Or did he just think she was? Ever since she and Marty had started dating things seemed so simple, before she believed him to be her one. But now she wasn’t so sure. Ever since Ty came, she wasn’t sure about anything. She wasn’t sure about her relationship with Marty, about if Mansbridge was really where she belonged, about everything that she believed was a good thing in her life. She slammed her hands on the piano in frustration. “That’s a new one,” came Ty’s voice, “I don’t think I’ve heard that song before.” Amy’s eyes narrowed, “you’re not suppose to be here Ty. If Dr.Murdoch catches you here you’ll get put in jail,” Amy hissed. “What about that Vampire, aren’t you going to give his warning?” asked Ty, mockingly. “He can’t do anything right now…but If you stay long enough, I can make sure he kills you,” Amy snapped, storming out of the room. “I’m giving you a warning Amy, if you want your boyfriend, that old geezer, and anyone else in this school to live, you better listen to me,” Ty called after her. Amy froze, “what do you mean?” she asked. “I’ve got the whole clan outside, on my command they’ll march in here and kill everyone,” Ty said, smirking with delight at his plan. “You’re bluffing,” Amy said, hoping that he was. “You don’t believe me?” Ty asked, “just see for yourself.” Amy looked out a nearby window and saw, to her dismay, that Ty was speaking the truth. She recognized half the clan out there and the rest were faces she didn’t know or remember. “I’ll give you three days to join us, after that it’s bye-bye Mansbridge Academy,” Ty said, laughing deviously. “So that’s it, you’re just going to walk in here, ruin my life, and expect me to come?” she asked, anger boiling deep-down inside her. “Yes, if you don’t want Mansbridge to fall,” Ty said, glaring at her. Karl and Essie watched the drama from the T.V. in the Vamp room. “We should tell Dr.Murdoch about this,” said Essie, “what if he hurts her?” “He won’t,” Karl said, reassuringly, “besides it’s the middle of the day, we can’t do anything.” Essie knew Karl was right, but she still wished they could help. “You’re right in one way,” she said. “What are you getting at?” Karl asked. “We can’t let Marty see this. If he sees Ty threatening Amy, he’ll go berserk, sun or no sun,” Essie said, worriedly. Karl nodded his head in agreement. Amy growled, she felt her heart breaking. “Ty,” she began, “leave now.” Ty never seen his cousin so hurt before, but she had a duty to her clan, she was leader by birthright. She had no choice but to come. “Amy,” Ty began. Amy turned on him, “ TY! GO AWAY!!!” she yelled, she bared her Vampire fangs. Ty stepped back, bowed his head and slowly walked away from her. Amy closed her eyes, daring the tears to come. She gasped catching her breath, the tears fell quickly.

I open my eyes
I try to see but I'm blinded
By the white light
I can't remember how
I can't remember why
I'm lying here tonight
And I can't stand the pain
And I can't make it go away
No I can't stand the pain
How could this happen to me?
I made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

She thought desperately about what to do. She loved Marty, she loved being her at Mansbridge…she couldn’t bear the thought of it turning into ruins because of her. She had no choice.

Everybody's screaming
I try to make a sound
But no one hears me
I'm slipping off the edge
I'm hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again
So I try to hold onto
A time when nothing mattered
And I can't explain what happened
And I can't erase the things that I've done
No I can't
How could this happen to me?
I made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me?

Ty was giving her three days…three pain stricken days. She wanted to stay…but she had no choice…but to leave. She had to leave to save everyone. She hated Ty, she hated being a werewolf, “I could always kill myself,” she told herself. “Then I won’t have to leave, the clan won’t accept a Vampire as their leader,” she smiled at her idea. ‘But Ty,’ she thought, ‘the clan needs me; they have no one else to turn to.’

I've made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me?

She sat down in a chair in Dr.Murdoch’s office and sobbed. “I see you had another visit from your cousin,” Dr.Murdoch said, walking into his office. “How’d you know?” Amy asked, in between gasps for air. “Both myself and my students heard you yell at your cousin. Almost immediately they began to ask who might be skipping class,” Dr.Murdoch chuckled. “I thought you’d be here so I left them with their work.” Amy was silent, the tears were still quickly falling. “I’m guessing something’s wrong?” Murdoch asked. “I have to go,” Amy said, almost whispering. “Go?” Murdoch asked, “go where?” Amy hesitated, “back to my clan.” Murdoch stared at her tear stained face, “why?” he inquired. “Because they need me,” she lied. Murdoch guessed there was more to it than what she was telling him, but he didn’t force it out of her. Amy turned away from him, hugging herself as tears rolled down her cheeks. She then went into her wolf form and pranced out of the room whining. “Hey pup, are you okay,” came a female voice. Amy swung towards her, startled. It was one of the day students; her scent identified her as Sherry Woods. Amy began to back away from her, ears pinned back. “It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you,” Sherry said, lowering herself to Amy’s level. “Sherry,” Dr.Murdoch said, “what are you doing out of class?” “Oh, well I was just heading to the library for some books,” she lied, getting up off the floor. “Well then carry on,” Dr. Murdoch said sternly. Sherry hurried off towards the library. “You’d best head back down to the others, Amy,” he said, as he passed her. Amy obediently turned and padded towards Dr.Murdoch’s office. She changed back and opened the secret door to the Vamp room; tears were still falling down her cheeks.
“Hey sweets, how’s it going?” Marty greeted her as she walked down the steps into the Vamp room. Amy didn’t answer, she felt awful about what she had to tell him. Marty sensed something was wrong, “what’s up?” he asked. Amy couldn’t even look at him; when she tried she burst into tears. Merrill lay in her coffin listening to Marty and Amy. Marty walked up beside her and put his arm around her, “Am, c’mon what’s wrong, you know you can tell me anything,” Marty said, comfortingly. “I have to go,” she managed to choke out. “Go? Go where?” Marty asked. “Away from here, I have to return to my kind, to my pack…I don’t belong here,” Amy said, moving away from him. “Then I’ll go too,” Marty said, walking up beside her. Merrill gasped, ‘No, you can’t go.’ “Marty, I can’t…let you come, it’ll be too dangerous for you,” Amy said. “I don’t care…you’re my one, I can’t let you go…without me,” Marty said. “Mart…”Amy began, “I’m going and that’s final,” Marty said, his eyes showed that there was no arguing with him. Merrill cried silent tears in her coffin as she heard Marty’s final words, ‘he can’t go, I can’t go on without him’ she thought. Merrill wiped the tears from her eyes before leaving her coffin. “Marty you can’t go,” she said. “Oh yeah, watch me,” Marty told her. “If you go the Fury will get you…or if they don’t Hatchet will!” Merrill argued, “besides, she’s probably going away to get away from you,” she snapped. Marty stared at her, hurt in his eyes. ‘I can’t believe I said that,’ she thought to herself. She was lucky that Amy had gone back upstairs; she would feel even worse if Amy had heard that. Marty turned away from her, “I didn’t know you could be so shallow,” he said, walking towards his coffin and climbing in. ‘Marty,’ she thought to herself, she could feel her heart crying out for him as it broke.

Can you forgive me again?
I don't know what I said
But I didn't mean to hurt you

I heard the words come out
I felt that I would die
It hurt so much to hurt you

Then you look at me
You're not shouting anymore
You're silently broken

She turned her attention to the television, watching Amy pace around Murdoch’s office. ‘I wonder why Amy has to go away… I know it’s not because she wants to,’ she thought to herself. ‘But now…because of me, Marty will be leaving as well,’ she thought scornfully to herself. ‘No, he wouldn’t actually leave, he knows just as well as anyone that this is his only chance for survival…he’s not stupid,’ Merrill told herself.

I'd give anything now
to kill those words for you

Each time I say something I regret I cry "I don't want to lose you."
But somehow I know that you will never leave me, yeah.

'Cause you were made for me
Somehow I'll make you see
How happy you make me

‘Marty, please don’t leave…we need you…I need you,’ Merrill prayed, hoping that he really wouldn’t
leave.

I can't live this life
Without you by my side
I need you to survive
So stay with me
You look in my eyes and I'm screaming inside that I'm sorry.

‘He’ll forget about this after a good night’s rest…he’ll forgive me and then he’ll stay with us,’ she thought, a little uncertainly.

And you forgive me again
You’re my one true friend
And I never meant to hurt you.

Merrill sat down on the couch, her head in her hands; she couldn’t believe what she had said to Marty. She loved him and she just hurt him deeply. “Hey, Merrill…are you okay?” came Amy’s voice from behind her. “I’m fine,” she lied, “so…why do you have to leave?” “Oh, so you heard,” Amy said, her eyes showing a bit of pain. “I have to go…for the sake of Mansbridge Academy,” she said. “What?” Merrill asked. Amy glanced around the room, “Marty’s in his coffin right?” she asked, dropping her voice into a whisper. Merrill nodded, “why?” she asked, whispering as well. ‘I don’t want him to hear,’ she spoke telepathically to her. ‘Oh,’ Merrill thought back to her. ‘My cousin threatened to kill everyone and destroy Mansbridge if I didn’t go with him,’ she thought, more tears rolling down her cheeks. “Oh my God,” Merrill said out loud, ‘you have to tell him,’ she thought. ‘I can’t,’ she thought back, ‘yes you can,’ Merrill told her. “I can’t,” Amy said out loud. “Yes, you can,” Merrill insisted. “No I really can’t, he’ll try to fight them, he’ll get hurt, they’ll tear him to bits, you don’t know my clan. When I first came here that story I told was a lie, I was running from my clan. They killed my father and…my mother was…eaten alive…they devoured her in minutes,” Amy argued. Marty listened attentively, ‘she lied to us?’ he asked himself, ‘who is she talking about?’ “So you think leaving him hanging…going with your pack and just leaving this all behind won’t hurt him, you leaving will hurt him more than anything else, he wants to be with you,” Merrill said calmly. ‘Not the best thing to say in my own interest,’ she thought. “Merrill I can’t stay, I want to, but I can’t. In three days Ty will return and I’ll have to go with him, and Marty will be too hurt to try and stop him,” Amy said, her heart began to hurt at the thought of her plan. “What are you planning?” Merrill asked. ‘I can’t tell you,’ Amy said, telepathically, ‘he can hear us; he’s been listening ever since we started talking aloud.’ ‘Then tell me telepathically,’ Merrill thought. ‘I can’t,’ Amy responded, turning away from her, ‘and don’t try to talk me into telling you either.’ ‘What did she mean by, “I will be too hurt to try and stop him,”? I don’t understand?’ Marty thought to himself in his coffin.

“I know you heard Merrill and me talking yesterday,” Amy said, during class the next day. “What don’t you want me to know?” he asked. “It’s hard for me to say,” Amy replied. “It’s about you leaving isn’t it?” he asked. Amy didn’t answer; Ty had sent her a message stating that she had to leave at sunup instead. She had to put her plan into action, but she couldn’t find the right words. “You don’t have to leave,” Marty said. Amy looked at Essie and Merrill, immediately they both knew what she wanted. They nudged Drew and Karl to join them and left the Vamp room, with their assignments. “Marty…it’s over,” Amy finally said, hesitantly. “What?” Marty asked. ‘I can’t cry…he can’t see me cry,’ she told herself. “It’s over,” she repeated. “No, no that’s not you talking,” Marty said, not believing what he was hearing, “you’re just trying to protect me, it’s not over.” “Marty I’ve moved on…I’m over it, I’m leaving at sunup, and you are not coming with me,” she said, feeling tears welling up inside her. “Amy it’s not over between us! I know you still feel something!” he yelled. “I feel nothing for you! Just like you are nothing to me!” she lied. Her heart was breaking as she yelled out those words. She wished she could replace them with how she really felt…but the only way to save him and Mansbridge was to push him away. Marty turned away from her, if he was going to cry he didn’t want her to see. “Its better this way,” Amy said, “but if you want, I’ll leave now and let you grieve in peace, I’m going with my own kind…I can’t wait for sunup.” ‘I can’t bare to see him like this…’ she thought, “goodbye Marty Strickland.” She turned away and began walking up the stairs. She entered Dr.Murdoch’s office and began heading towards the door. “Amy, where are you going?” Essie asked. “To my clan, I am leaving Mansbridge forever,” she replied, “Merrill…long after I’ve left…could you tell Marty the truth…for me?” she asked. Merrill nodded. “Thank you, goodbye everyone…I shall never forget you,” she said continuing towards the door.

Marty walked into Dr.Murdoch’s office moments later. “Marty, aren’t you going to go after her?” Essie asked. “She can so what she wants…I don’t care,” Marty replied. “I don’t believe this,” Merrill said, ‘I’m sorry Am, but you’re torturing him.’ “Amy loves you, whatever she did or said she didn’t really mean, she was trying to push you away, to save us, to save you,” Merrill said. “What do you mean by that?” Dr.Murdoch asked. “Her cousin threatened her, he said he’d kill everyone in the school and destroy Mansbridge is she didn’t go with him,” Merrill said. “Didn’t you just promise Amy that you wouldn’t tell…”Drew began. “I didn’t think she caused him so much pain!” she screamed, and then laughed, “she really out did herself with this.” Marty began to leave the office, “Marty, where are you going?” Dr.Murdoch asked. “To say goodbye to her properly,” he said, “after all that effort gone towards hurting me, I would hate for her to think that I didn’t care about what she said.” The other Vampires followed him out and watched him as he caught up to Amy. Amy turned towards him in the doorway, “Marty don’t make this harder than it already is,” she said. “So you do feel something?” Marty asked. “Of course I feel something, I love you…I always have…and I always will…but I’m not your One…I’d love to be… but I’m not. If I was your One, I would not be forced to leave…but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel for you…I’ll miss you dearly,” she said. Amy turned away from him and continued walking, ‘I can’t look back,’ she thought to herself, ‘it’ll be too painful if I look back.’ She howled to her clan to join her as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. Marty stared at the ground, and began thinking about that wonderful time when he first laid eyes on Amy, and the wonderful feeling that he shared with her.

I can't believe this moment's come
It's so incredible that we're alone
There's so much to be said and done
It's impossible not to be overcome
Will you forgive me if I feel this way
‘Cause we've just met - tell me that's OK
So take this feeling ‘n make it grow
Never let it - never let it go

‘She’ll turn back…I know she will,’ he told himself, ‘she can’t just will everything we’ve been through away. She can’t let go of it…we both can’t … I won’t.’

(Don’t let go of the things you believe in)
You give me something that I can believe in
(Don't let go of this moment in time)
Go of this moment in time
(Don't let go of things that you're feeling)
I can't explain the things that I'm feeling
(Don't let go)
No, I won't let go

Marty wanted to run after her, fight the werewolves away from her, embrace her, kiss her, anything. He knew now that she wasn’t really his One…but just like her…he wanted to be.

Now would you mind if I bared my soul
If I came right out and said you're beautiful
‘Cause there's something here I can't explain
I feel I'm diving into driving rain
You get my senses running wild
I can't resist your sweet, sweet smile
So take this feeling ‘n make it grow
Never let it - never let it go

(Don’t let go of the things you believe in)
You give me something that I can believe in
(Don’t let go of this moment in time)
Go of this moment in time
(Don't let go of things that you're feeling)
I can't explain the things that I'm feeling
(Don't let go)
No, I won't let go

‘Oh Am,’ he thought as she walked away, ‘look back please…look back. I’ll do anything, just look back once more.’ He felt her presence going through his brain, ‘hold on to the memories,’ her voice trailed through his mind, ‘and you’ll always have me…don’t let go.’

I've been waiting all my life
To make this moment feel so right
The feel of you just fills the night
So c'mon - just hold on tight

(Don’t let go of the things you believe in)
You give me something that I can believe in
(Don’t let go of this moment in time)
Go of this moment in time
(Don't let go of things that you're feeling)
I can't explain the things that I'm feeling
(Don’t let go)
No, I won't let go
(Don’t let go)
No, I won't let go
No, Don’t let go
No, I won’t let go

‘I won’t let go…I promise Am,’ he thought to her. And it was that thought that made her turn around. He saw her tear stained face, her eyes red from crying. She didn’t want to leave…but she had to…she didn’t want him to follow…even though he wanted to…and she didn’t want herself or him to let go…but she did want him to move on and find his One…just like she’d find hers.

“I’m sorry Marty,” Merrill said, joining him on the couch later that night. “There was nothing I could do, was there? We weren’t meant to be,” he said, obviously still very heart broken. “Remember what you told one time while I was brooding over Drew?” Merrill asked. “I dunno, I’ve said a lot of things while you were brooding over Drew, which one?” he asked. “Well, you said “I know you're hurting. And I just want you to know, that I think its ok.” And then I told you it was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me. And you said…” ““Well, you know what they say: If you can't be with the one you love...love the one you're with. Come on, I'm not such a bad guy. Good head of hair, strong features, winning smile, I clean up real nice. You can make an honest man out of me.” I remember, what are you getting at?” he asked. “I’m not sure if this is the best time but…I’m taking you up on your offer,” she replied. Marty’s heart pounded in his chest, it was then he knew why he felt an unexplainable affection for Amy, he hated her to begin with. It was because they were the rejects, he had been rejected by Essie and originally Merrill, and Amy, by her clan sort of. He now realized how he really felt…he truly love Merrill, and Merrill felt the same way. “So does this make you my One or what?” Merrill asked. “You tell me,” he replied, and they kissed. ‘Well it’s about time,’ Essie thought.

“Do you still think of her?” Merrill asked a year later, she sat on the couch resting her head against him. “Somewhat,” he replied, “I just wonder if it was really love or just something that I thought was love.” “Whenever you looked at her your eyes showed love…but what did your heart say?” she asked. “I never listened to it,” he said, “I only listened to my head. I listen to it now though.” “What does it tell you?” Merrill asked. “That I love you…and I never want to lose you….ever,” he replied, kissing her on her head. “I won’t be as exciting as a werewolf,” she said. “I don’t need excitement,” Marty said, “just you.” Merrill smiled and snuggled up closer to him. “What about you, what does yours say?” he asked. “That you are my One, and I’ll die a hundred deaths before I lose you,” Merrill said. “Bit gruesome, but glad to hear it,” Marty joked. “Do you think she thinks of you?” Merrill asked. “I have no doubts,” Marty said, “but that’s in the past. We have the future to look forward to.” Marty moved his hand onto Merrill’s slightly swelled stomach. ‘Yes, the future, a young Vampire to look after…another one for Dr.Murdoch to teach as we forever live here…it’ll have a better chance of surviving…being born here at Mansbridge than anywhere else,’ Merrill thought. “If it’s a girl…may we call her Amelia?” Merrill asked. Marty looked at her, “why?’ he asked. “No reason…I just like that name,” Merrill replied. She knew Amy hadn’t told him her real name. Merrill wanted to name the child after Amy if it was a girl and so she hoped Marty wouldn’t mind the name Amelia. “Sure, but if it’s a boy, I get to choose the name,” he said. “Fine,” Merrill said laughing, as she turned her attention to the television. ‘You asked Marty not to let go…but I won’t either. You were a really good friend of mine…I’m sorry you had to go,’ Merrill thought. Merrill slowly began to close her eyes, sleeping soundly against Marty. Marty smiled and moved his arm around her. “I wonder what you’re doing now Am, are you enjoying yourself, or are you miserable?” he whispered, “you were a good friend, I miss you.”

A long ways away from Mansbridge a clan of wolves stood shivering in the cold, not just any wolves though, werewolves. At the head stood a large female, whose fur was dark brown, beside her stood a slightly older male. The female threw back her head and howled; her clan answered and began moving once more through a wild blizzard. The female had a limp in her step and was bleeding badly on one side. ‘Oh God let me die,’ Amy thought, as she led her clan onward through the snow. Ty walked beside her watching her every step. The clan was starving, the game had moved on and they had not eaten for days. They were deathly thin and weak and some tried to eat one another. The gashes on Amy’s side were a result of one of her clan trying to feed off of her as she slept. A few hours later Amy dropped down in the snow, exhaustion took her. She breathed heavily and the clan moved in around her, tongues lolling. “The first one who tries anything will feel my fangs,” Ty warned. The clan obediently backed off. Amy’s blood stained the ground and she got her wish, her heart gave out and she died. She didn’t even come back as a Vampire, there was nothing left of her. The second death’s presence took her the clan devoured her, just as they did her mother. She was now where she always wanted to be…with her family once more…and she was happy.


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