From Farm to Fame- Haylie: Chapter Fifteen

Note: Please ignore things like vampires who don't look like vampires and anything like that. My game was being highly difficult and useless... I only have the patience to deal with so much. Thank-you.

A room full of supernatural beings, completely oblivious to what was going on; oblivious to the dead body lying in the doorway, oblivious to the guy standing over it, oblivious to the girl about to die. Perhaps they chose to be oblivious, not wanting to risk their own lives, or perhaps they really were so influenced by the alcohol and  lost dancing in their own carefree world that they just could notice anything else. I suspected it was just a choice to avoid it all, I wouldn’t blame them, but either way I wished I could be one of them. There was nothing I could do, I was done for. I know I had accepted death as a possible fate, but staring into its face it was a lot harder to accept. I had to, it was too late, but it was the fate I had to accept either way. Accepting the fate of being trapped was even worse, and I couldn’t wish to undo the desire to be home with my family, but I did wish that I could undo the decision to ever leave in the first place.

I’d learned a lot in Moonlight falls; I’d learned so much about a world that I only ever though was part of our imaginations and the stories we were told growing up, a world I never would have imagined to be real. Ben had become a good friend and I was actually going to miss him, in a different situation I would have cried for his death, but I needed to focus more on any desperate attempts to defend myself. Most importantly I learned a lot about myself, all the things I’d had time to reflect upon and all the mistakes I had made that I didn’t want to repeat, but the most important was how since finding out I was a witch I felt like I'd found a part of myself that had been missing though I hadn't know it was, like that power within me had been fighting to be free, it was what was telling me I needed to go to Moonlight Falls to set it free. I needed to discover that power, and learn about the world that I was part of; even if I didn’t want to be part of it, I couldn’t deny that I was.

He seemed to be waiting for me to make a move, grinning and laughing as I stood in terror trying to figure out what to do. He was enjoying it, and would soak up every minute of my misery and make me suffer, of course it wouldn’t be his style to just kill me quick and get the pain and misery over with. My mind was blank; everything I had learned from all the books I had read, all the spells and techniques, I had forgotten like I’d never even learned it at all. I didn’t know what to do, and it seemed like we would just end up standing there staring at each other forever, when there was some more blurred movement an angry grumble and more blurred movement. He was facing the other way slightly slouched over and seeming out of breath when it stopped, like he had been wounded and was in pain, I could tell somebody was standing on the other side but I could see past him to tell who it was, though what little bit I could make out seemed familiar.

He straightened up, and laughed again in sinister delight. “How sweet, mommy came to protect her precious little girl. Too bad you’re so pathetically weak. Weaker than my father, and as you can see… he didn’t fare well. Now you’ll suffer the same fate, and so will your stupid daughter, you won’t save her, you aren’t the hero. She’s such a careless and irresponsible little thing, why would you protect her anyway? She deserves to die.”

Though it hadn’t been that long since I’d been wishing Mom would actually die, and just go away because I hated her so much, I couldn’t stand there and just watch him kill her like he killed Ben. I hated that Ben had already died, and I couldn’t stand for anybody else to die, especially mom. It was too hard to hate her when I saw how she changed after dad died, vampires didn’t age but she had. It was harder to hate her, when she was there risking her life to save me from the mess I’d gotten myself into, the one she’d warned me about and I ignored the warning for. I’d learned the hard way all the thoughts that go through you mind when you are in such a situation, where your life is something out of a fictional horror story and whatever you decide will affect the people you care about, it’s hard to know what’s the right or wrong choice… or if there is a right choice at all. I understood how in her mind it was the right thing for her to do, though I didn’t agree it was, she had honestly believed it was. I couldn’t just let her die, I couldn’t lose my mother all over again, and especially not when it was just starting to feel like she actually was a mother.

Everything flooded back into my mind, and I could feel my power building and rushing through me. I raised my hands ready to release a blast of fire. I knew how it would go, it was the plan Ben and I were supposed to follow but in reverse; I would use everything I had to kill one part of him, he’d kill me while I was weak and vulnerable. It was time to accept that I had to die, because as scary as it was it was better than accepting the alternative.

My focus was broken as she yelled at me.“Haylie, stop. I didn’t come to help you so you can die. If one of us is going to die it’s going to be me.”

I could barely get words out to respond, I knew her decision was made already. So was mine, it only mattered who was faster, and it was unlikely to be me. “Mom… no…”

It was too late, there was more blurred movement and many grumbles, groans, and growls. I closed my eyes, though I couldn’t tell what was happening anyway, I just couldn’t handle seeing the aftermath. I just kept them closed. Even when all the noise stopped and things seemed calm again, I wouldn’t open them. I’d hold on to the belief  for as long as I could that in some strange turn of events mom would be okay, and Nicholai would be wounded and crippled easy to kill. I didn't want to see the truth shatter my hopeful dream.

I could hear how pained and defeated he was in his voice when he challenged me, his voice was so rough I imagined even talking was too much of a strain. He would no longer be hard to beat. “Now it’s your turn… you won’t be much of a challenge you can’t even handle facing what’s going on…” 

I still wouldn’t open my eyes but followed the voice as I aimed my spell, which only seemed to be getting stronger the more upset I got, determined to get revenge for Ben and Mom. Every bit of power I had I used, and I didn’t break the spell until I started to wobble and feel dizzy from the strain. Nothing but complete silence surrounded me for several minutes; no drunken rambling from around the room, no chairs sliding as people left their tables for the dance floor, no sinister laughing or taunting from Nicholai. Just complete silence.

I opened my eyes, 3 bodies were limp and lifeless on the floor, and several more stood watching me in shock before erupting into a series of cheers and claps. I was the hero to a whole town of people who suffered under Nicholai's reign of terror, and I didn’t even care, I didn’t feel like a hero. I’d gotten what I wanted, I could go home, but I didn’t feel happy about it because it didn’t change that two beings I cared for were dead; and it didn’t change that my fiancĂ© hated me, and wouldn’t be home when I got there… it was just another loss. I got what I wanted, but what had it cost me?


From Farm to Fame: Haylie- Chapter Fourteen

It wasn’t uncommon that I would fall asleep on the sofa while reading the spell book I had found, and trying out a couple spells from it. I didn’t feel like I was learning anything, and spells seemed to be increasingly draining, even the simple one were starting to be too much to handle. I had learned to summon my power without the use of a wand but merely my hands, it drew more power but it seemed to draw too much. I knew I’d need to train to use it that way if I wanted to win against Ben’s son, but I didn’t see how I was ever going to be strong enough. Ben insisted I would get there, but I didn’t believe it.

Most times when I fell asleep, I woke up tucked in under a pile of blankets with my book shut and resting nicely on the table. Occasionally he gently woke me if I’d been asleep for a long time, just to see if I was still okay or if I was hungry or anything. I actually preferred when he woke me, though if the situation was different it would have been extremely annoying even if the concern was really sweet, time spent sleeping was time to study and train wasted. He did wake me one day insistent that I was too overwhelmed and needed to relax a bit. “Hey sleeping beauty, wake up...”

“What time is it?”

“About 5, you’ve been sleeping since 3 in the morning…”

“In the evening? Why do you let me sleep so long?”

“You need it. You also need to go do something fun for a bit, take a break.”

“I just had a 14 hour break, I think my break is over. I don’t have time for breaks anyway. I’m missing everything… I just have to get this over with so I can go home.” I had received a couple shaky videos take from cellphones of the twins wobbly first steps from my siblings, who had suddenly become the ones to take care of them after Chase took off without saying a word to anybody, he hadn’t spoken to me weeks either… not since I’d told him I was stuck in Moonlight Falls with Ben. I wasn’t supposed to miss their first steps, and I hated it. Maya had spoken her first words before I left so I hadn’t missed those, but Ericka hadn’t and I didn’t want to miss those either.  Their first birthdays far too close, and I knew chances were slim I’d be home by then even if things went well, but I had to try.

“So, what’s another hour or two? You need a break. You’re wearing yourself out, it’s why you’re getting weaker, you’re too stressed and worn out. I know you want to go home, and I admire your determination and dedication… they’ll help you greatly, but you need to find a balance. Right now you’re just hurting yourself, and that’s not going to help you go home. Now come on, let me take you out for a bit… please?”

“I don’t actually have a choice, do I?”

He shook his “No, you really don’t.”

“Then I guess I have to say yes, don’t I?”

“Yes, good, let’s go.”

He apologized as we walked into a very dark club and ominous looking club about 30 minutes later. I imagined it seemed cozy to a vampire, but I wasn’t fond of it. “Sorry, there aren’t really any better options; this town isn’t designed for nice girls like you… most of the residents are far more sinister. The night-life represents that a bit… there’s better places in the day. If you drink enough, it’s not so bad.”

“Uh…” I was going tell him I didn’t really drink, I still regretted the last time when I got drunk, but there didn’t seem to be any point in protesting. “Never mind.”

“I thought it’d be harder to convince you to drink than that, you seem too boring and good to drink. I’m impressed.” He smiled teasingly at me as we sat down, before turning around to order from the bartender.
I glanced around the club, noticing how empty it was. It was just Ben, the Bartender, and I. It seemed weird, but I realized it probably wasn’t quite late enough for all the supernatural beings to be out yet, they thrived on the light of the moon, and the sun hadn’t yet set. 

After the club filled up a bit, and a couple drinks to loosen up I headed out to dance with the crowd for a bit, it seemed better than just sitting there. I tried to convince Ben to join me but he laughed, shook his head, and ordered another drink; it didn’t surprise me, I couldn’t actually imagine him dancing in a club.

It was fun, and nice not to worry about anything for a little while. It didn’t even seem like such a sinister place with the upbeat music blasting through it. It seemed like only a few minutes had passed when Ben pulled me away. “We’re going. Now.” I could tell he was angry about something, I assumed it was something I had done, but I couldn’t figure out what I had done.

“Why?” I didn’t bother protesting as he dragged me along, I knew he was serious about whatever it was and it would do no good… but I was already scared of his anger.

He didn’t respond, but I knew when a figure whizzed in front of us and blocked the exit. I knew looking at the face. I could see the resemblance to his father, though he must have looked more like his mother, the resemblance was too much to deny they were related.

Ben stepped in front to shield me. I didn’t feel any safer. Being that close to him terrified me, I wasn’t ready to fight him yet, and he somehow looked even more dangerous and more powerful than I had imagined. I just wanted to run away, and avoid him for a while longer, but I couldn’t. Even his voice sounded sinister, like he would kill me then and there. “Hello father. Do you mind stepping aside for a moment? I’d like to talk to your friend.”

“Leave her alone.”

“It’s not a choice, step aside. You know what I do to those who disobey me, you won't be an exception just because you're my father.”

“It's not a choice whether you leave her alone or not.” He lunged forward, but the rest happened so fast that I don’t really know what happened. A lot of blurry movements, and some flashes of light, and Ben laid lifeless on the floor. His son seemed completely unharmed, and proud of himself as looked me. I didn’t know what to do, I’d just watched him kill his own father in mere seconds, and he was moving closer to me. I had nowhere to go, no escape. I had to think of something, fast.