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Salem shoved him away with littl
e effort. “You underestimate me,” h
e growled and pinned him to the ground. “Tell me you didn't turn her!”

Raziel grinned up at him. “No,
I didn’t get that far
...but she won't
live much longer, so it matters little now.
”

“I'll save her.”

“Just lik
e you saved your beloved sister,
” Raziel smirked. With the love he had shown in those visions, how could he speak of her like that?

“How do you know any of that?”

“
I was there
,
” Raziel laughed once more. “You don't remember, do you?”

“No...” Salem's voice trailed off as he stared transfixed into Raziel's eyes. I knew immediately what was happening – he was relaying a memory to Salem.

“Daniel...” His voice was distant; he was still trapped in the memory.
Suddenly he let out a blood-curdling scream.

T
he crunching, snapping, twisting sound came all at once. I was above them, a twirl of feathers spinning on the ground below me. My leg was still undoubtedly broken, but the rest of my body felt at ease now. My mouth fell open in a loud outburst. Salem collapsed off of Raziel's body, both of them covering their ears at the piercing sound. I soared downward and perched myself on Raziel's shoulder
s
. My beak met his flesh and he flung his hand at me. The poison didn't appear to be
weakening him in the
slightest;
in fact
,
he appeared mildly amused.

I was soaring again, but this time it was not intentional. My
avian
body slammed into a nearby tree and I crumbled to the ground. My body convulsed again and I acknowledged that I was no longer a raven. When my eyes were able to focus again, I screamed. Raziel had Salem pinned to the ground, a devious grin across his ashen lips.

“You could never imagine what I
saw in her memories and future,” h
e said as he held Salem firmly still. “It is so unfortunate that you will never know what could become of her and of her abilities...and your future together.”

“She isn't going to die,
” Salem snarled, fighting against Raziel's strength.

The
older
vampire shook his head in pity, “There is no sense in fighting, my child. You are weaker than I, and you always will be unless you start living like a real vampire. Animal blood might be able to sustain you, but it will never give you the strength, the power, which human blood can.”

“I'm not interested in power!
You should have just le
ft me to die rather than turn
me into this
monster
!
”

“You do not mean that,” a
s he spoke, I saw a glint of silver extracted from the pocket of the brown
vest
he wore. “I had my reasons to keep you as alive as possible.

I had such high hopes for you, dearest Salem. You were young, clever, and had so much potential. I suffered much anguish after you deserted me, but it wa
sn't because of my own feelings,” h
e smirked, “There is so much you missed out on. If you had known the truth, you would be begging me to take you back, begging to go back in time to be reunited.”

“What are you talking about?” Salem asked, a hint of fear in his voice, but I couldn't perceive why.

“
It
is not my place to explain, and with how tonight's events are turning
out
, you might very well never
know
.”

“Wait!” Salem protested – against what I wasn't sure, “How did you know where to find Alex
is
?”

“A Sire has a direct connection to that of his offspring. I can look into your thoughts and memories as
if I was inside your very mind,” h
e explained, “Not every Sire possesses this ability, or perhaps is not aware of how to access it...but, that scarcely matters anymore. None of this information will matter in the next few seconds. It is
such a pity, dearest Salem...” h
e sighed and spoke almost affectionately. “I will always remember you as being my first.
But enough of that,
I am going to enjoy carving out your pathetic heart.
”

Salem's screams reached my ears immediately and I struggled to stand until the sharp pain in my leg reminded me that I was helpless. With some relief, I felt myself becoming the raven once more but I barely
had
enough strength left to hover
even
a few feet off of the ground. Raziel blocked Salem from my view, and while I didn't want to hurt him, my mouth fell open and the cemetery was filled with the loud, piercing sound of my caw
once again
.
The source of the silver glint I had seen moments earlier was lying beside Salem – a short, curved dagger painted with vibrant red blood.

Raziel trembled at the sound, his ghastly hands cupping over his ears. My gaze fell upon S
alem and my heart sa
nk. His head was to the side, his serene face masked in splatters of blood and grime, his eyes shut tightly. A deep gash ran across his chest, but I knew he wasn't dead. Somehow I knew that if he was, I would have felt it – or at least I had hoped. The caw filled the air again and Raziel faltered, and I watched Salem's eyes flicker open.

My strength was waning and I felt myself crash to the ground once more. With what little energy I had left, I watched the scene before me as I felt my eyelids drooping. Salem, despite the wound in his chest and obvious agony he was in, gathered himself from the ground and tackled Raziel into the nearest gravestone. Fighting the urge to shut my eyes, I could see his fangs bared against his Sire's throat.

His voice played through my mind from a distant memory.
“Raziel is more important to you alive. If you kill him, you kill me, and any other vampires he created.”

“No, Salem!” I cried, although I wasn't sure it was loud enough that he could hear me, “Don't!”

He ignored my ill-attempt to stop him, if he
even
heard it at all. I shut my eyes tightly and felt the moist tears trickle down my cheeks. Raziel's blood-
chilling
scream made me shudder and I covered my ears awaiting the most
painful sound I could imagine:
the sound of Salem screaming as he, too, died. It never came.

“Clearly...” Raziel's voice broke through the screaming, “I
did underestimate
you...”

I was reluctant at first, but slowly I let the darkness swallow me.

“Alex
is
. Wake up, please...” Salem's voice begged from the shadows. I opened my eyes and smiled at his flawless face.

“I
knew heaven would be beautiful,
” I mumbled.

“Heaven?” Salem shook his head. “You're not in heaven, Alex.”

My brows furrowed. “What did I do to deserve to go to Hell?”

He shook his head again and lifted me into his arms. “You aren't dead.”

“I must be. Raziel killed me. You
killed him, and that killed you,
” I stated this as though it were a fact.

“No, Alex...” h
is expression grew worried, “You didn't die, you were close, but you definitely didn't die. And as it turns out, Raziel's tale of killing one's Sire was just another way to keep his 'offspring' at bay.”

“How am I not dead?”

“I intervened befor
e he had the chance to kill you, remember?
” h
e replied tenderly, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “It was almost too late...”

“You saved me,
” I smiled weakly. “Oh, Salem...the things he showed me...”

“I know,” h
e whispered, pulling me against him. “Hannah didn't die in the fire. I had been so certain she had...the memory of her dying had been so vivid, almost as if a false memory had been planted in my mind.”

I would have thought he would have been pleased by that news, but from the look of disgust and pain on his face I was unsure. “Why doesn't that comfort you?”

“He killed h
er,” h
e replied through clenched teeth.

“No!” I gasped, “No. He loved her.”

Salem frowned. “Daniel may have loved her, but Raziel did not. He showed me something, something I gather wasn't shared with you. He tried to live with her, tried to tend to her, but failed. The monster in him couldn't handle it. Daniel was dead long before he – Raziel – killed Hannah.”

“Why did he change his name to Raziel?” I wondered aloud.

“Possibly to help forget who he once was.” He shrugged, “Hannah demanded that he come back and save me...but I don't think she understood what he would have to do to 'save' me.”

“Yet, you never saw her at all?”

“Not that I can recall. He must have been keeping her
somewhere else..
.”
h
e shook the memories from his head for a moment and focused his gaze back to me.

“You
were so willing...to die for me,
” I said quietly, wincing as he examined my leg.

“Of course, I was,” h
e replied gently then lowered me onto the muddied ground. He crumbled my gravestone into pieces with one swift kick. I stared at him in awe as he pushed Raziel's body into the pit that had been originally intended for me. Salem's eyes flashed purple and a mound of dirt appeared, filling the hole.

“Your wound...” I whispered hoarsely, “Is it healed?”

“
Not yet
, but that's not important. Let's get you to a doctor. You have lost a lot of blood
, and need your leg checked out,” h
e said as he lifted me up once more.

I had thought the fracture in my leg was the worst of the damage, but I was mistaken. It was amazing how oblivious I was to the severe blood loss. The trip to the hospital was a mystery to me; Salem explained that I had passed out along the way and was unconscious for nearly
three
day
s
. The doctor had given me a blood transfusion to recover some of the lost fluid – he assumed it was caused from the severe gashes in my leg and Salem nor I bothered to tell him otherwise. He was, however, somewhat skeptical of the bizarre bite mark on my throat. I insisted I was bit by an animal during an afternoon hike
and fallen down an embankment
, but he seemed unconvinced. They ran a few tests to ensure I wasn't inflicted with any diseases from the bite and all of the results were clear. I was just grateful that they released me. I loathed hospitals almost as much as I hated gym class. When I exited the hospital room, donning my new set of metal crutches, I was shocked to find Paul sitting in the waiting room. My instincts told me to retreat and walk in the other direction, but it was too late – he had seen me.

“Alex, please
don't go!” h
e stood up from the plastic chair and rushed to my side. “I know
we’ve been on rough terms lately
, but I had to see you.”

“How did you
even
know I was here?” I grumbled, leaning my weight uncomfortably on the crutch the doctor had provided.

“
Salem called me, actually
...” h
e stared down at his feet, “This would be the second time he
saved your life. I think I owe h
im an apology, Alex.”

“
Well
,
I'm glad you finally got that through your thick skull.”

“I'm trying to be civil here. Could you at lea
st try to hear me out?” h
e sighed with frustration.

“Whatever
, Paul,
”
I didn't meet his eyes. “You’
ll at least be glad to know Raziel is dead – also
thanks to
Salem.”

“He
told me all about that, too
,” h
e sighed, “This isn't going to be easy for me, Alex, but I think over time I can come to accept your relationship with him.”

My eyes finally met his. “Are you serious?”

He nodded his head slowly, “I think so, anyway. I never imagined a vampire could feel so strongly for a human, but I can see – and hear – the way he
cares about
you.”

“He’
s more in touch with his hum
an half than the vampire in him,
” I said as Paul opened the hospital doors for me.

My face brightened when I saw Salem leaning against the side of the building, drenched in the pouring rain. The moisture plastered his ebony hair to his scalp, and beads of water trickled down his pale face. He looked relieved to see me, but a little anxious at Paul's presence. Surprisingly, to both of us, Paul offered my arm to Salem.
My father
took one of my crutches so that Salem could intertwine his cold arm with mine and he led me to the Wrangler parked far off into the
lot
.