Souls And The Bloodline **Chap 4** The bedrooms they had were strange. To reach one, they had a lone spiralling staircase and when you entered the room, it was not so big but not so small either. On the right side, there was one huge window and a curtain. Down below, the thrones and the golden chamber could be seen. Maple closed the curtains then looked back at the room. Everything in this place was strange. There was no TV or any other kind of electronic device. The only thing in here was a dresser and a bed. She flopped down onto the bed, lazily staring at the bright purple ceiling. How did she end up like this? Stuck in some place who knew where, and stuck with a bunch of people who were out of their right minds. There was a soft knock on the door. "Come in," She said. Adrian stepped inside, he had changed his earlier outfit to black skinny jeans, boots, and a blue shirt. Now that she studied him as he made his way to the bed, Maple realised her father looked very young, 16? 17? He sat down next to her, "Do you still think we're crazy?" He asked, glancing at her. "Yes, how do you think I'm just going to be like, 'Oh, yeah. Other world stuff! Whatever!'" Maple growled. "I know... It was hard for me too...." Maple stared at Adrian in amazement, "You're from where I'm from?" She asked excitedly. He nods, "I still remember. I was 18, my mum wasn't around and my father had to take care of my sister, me, and my two younger brothers, he worked at an office as someone who typewrites-" Maple decided to interrupt, "Typewriter? What year was it?" She asked. Adrian paused for a moment as if to gather his thoughts, "1964." He said, shrugging as if it was something normal. Maple's eyes widened in surprise, she lifted her hand towards her father's face and caressed his cheek slowly, "You looked like you never aged a day..." She muttered. He laughed, "Im getting to that. No more interruptions, okay?" She nods. "So my father wanted me to get in the business to help take care of my siblings since I was the oldest and he was getting even more older. My training session at the office was around night time. I lived in England at the time... I don't really remember where but anyway, as I was walking, it was getting dark but then I heard these people fighting. Somehow I got tangled up in the fight and I blacked out. Next thing I knew, I was here. I met your mum, at first she was annoying and I wanted nothing to do with her, but then I started to fall in love with her..." He looked down at the hands on his lap and chuckled. "How can you still look like a teenager if that happened so many years ago?" Maple asked in awe. Her father met her gaze and whispered, "Vampire. I was turned." That was all he said as he got up to leave. Maple didn't try to stop him. Why did he answer her that way? There must be something going on. Maple suddenly remembered Drake's expression when he looked at Sara. Pure disgust. Why? So many question swirled around her head like millions of buzzing bees. Questions she definitely needed answers to. There was another knock on the door and Drake stepped through. He did not attempt to approach. "I just wanted to welcome you," He said softly. Though, the way Drake looked at Maple- the same way he had looked at Sara- said otherwise. Maple decided not to say anything about that. "Thank you." He nods and exits, not even attempting conversation. Maple shuts the door and locks it then throws herself onto the fluffy pillows. She closed her eyes and pretended she was back with Thorne, arguing about silly things such as who was the better monster from Doctor Who.

Souls And The Bloodline **Chap 3** Adrian led them through the trees, he seemed to be in some kind of hurry. He kept looking behind him, to the side, and in the front. Maple watched his every move curiously. Sara walked beside him, if she noticed her partner's behaviour, she did not show signs of knowing. They halted at a pond, which was surprisingly quite clean. Adrian crouched down and touched the water lightly, causing it to ripple under his touch. "Yeah... Lets go." He stood up again, dusted his pants and stepped aside. Sara smiled slightly then dived into the pond. Maple's eyes widened in surprise, she expected her to come floating up but she never did. Adrian nodded his head at her, telling her to jump. Taking a deep breath, Maple dived in. What surprised her was the fact that instead of touching dirt underwater, she crash landed face-first onto a floor. She groaned and rubbed her cheek as she got up, looking around. The room was circular, it kinda resembled a court room except all around, there were thrones with different styles of weird spiralling text that glowed dimly. The floors and walls were made of gold. There was one banner near the first throne, it was blue and was ripped by a claw mark. "What is this place?" Maple muttered. "We'll tell you about that later," Adrian turned his back and faced a door, "Drake!" Slow, footsteps were heard echoing and bouncing through the walls like a pin pong ball. Maple turned to face the most intimidating man she had ever seen. This Drake guy wore his black hair back, he wore a blue suit and tie, he was a bit tall, skinny as a pencil. There was a ring on his finger but Maple wasn't sure if he was married. His face was set in quite a bored expression. His thin lips in a line, he did not crack a smile at all. His dark eyes bored into Maple as if he were searching for something. Then, he narrowed his eyes and held out his hand. Maple shook it but ripped her hand away from Drake's. It was stone cold. His lip momentarily curled upwards like he was going to smile. "Maple, this is Drake. Drake, this is our daughter." Sara laughed nervously. Maple growled at the word 'daughter' but said nothing. Drake's eyes turned to Adrian. The way he looked at him, it was more like to look at him, he rolled eyes eyes a bit but Maple wasn't sure they caught that. "Does she know?" He asked calmly. His voice was deep. Maple saw Adrian wipe sweat off his brow. "No," Drake raised an eyebrow, then the most wicked smile spread across his face, he started to laugh, this creepy, wheezing laugh that quickly turned into full on hysterical laughter. Maple couldn't suppress a shudder. Once he was done, Drake composed himself. There was no evidence of his enjoyment on his face. How did he do that? Maple watched him closely, can the guy somehow control emotions that usually just come out and you can't control it? "We should tell her, no?" Drake placed his hands behind his back and tilted his head. "We should." Sara mumbled nervously. Was there something about this guy that scared them shitless or what? Drake's bored face turned to her. She willed her face not to show any type of emotion but that was quite harder than she imagined. There it was again. That calculating look like he was reading her like an open book. "Do you know what you are?" She shook her head. "Do you perhaps know this place?" She shook her head. Drake smiled mockingly but as quickly as it came, it was gone. "Hmm... How to explain.. Well," Drake glanced at Sara, a disgusted look on his face but quickly looked back at her and that expression was gone. "This is not the human world. To put it simply, we call it the Creature World. It is only accessible through portals that show up not too often in the human world or you can hire a powerful warlock to open one for you. This place, which you have entered through one of the 3 portals, is what we call Sun Pool. Your mother here, is a goddess." Now it was Maple's turn to laugh, "You're a-all... C-crAZY!!" She said between laughs. Drake didn't show signs of being offended. "She'll believe it soon." Drake turned and left. "She'll believe it."

Souls And The Bloodline **Chap 2** "It's her." "Yes." "Are you sure it's her?" "Well, I did carry her for nine months, I'm pretty sure I can tell, Adrian." Maple groaned, still a bit groggy from being knocked out. She could hear a male and a female talking in loud voices near her. Opening her eyes slowly, she knew it was an unfamiliar place, trees... Woods... Where was she? She sat up and rubbed her head. She was going to strangle the little shit when she got her hands on him! In front of her, where two people. A tall, skinny woman with long black hair, her arms were quite muscular which suggested she did much physical work. She was wearing a skirt that stopped just a little above the knees, her hands were covered with fingerless black gloves and she wore knee-high boots. Right now, she looked at the equally tall man before her intensively. They both looked no younger than 23 years of age. The man's blue eyes blazed angrily, his brows furrowed. His brown hair seemed like a bird's nest, wild and all over the place. He wore a black suit as if he was going to a meeting. What was it? A wear all black party? They didn't seem to notice her waking up until she coughed and they turned their attention to her. "Maple," The woman breathed. The man, Adrian took her hand and squeezed it in reassurance. Were they deciding something? "Where am I?" Maple asked, looking around in confusion as she got up to face these two strangers. "Uh..." The woman looked back at Adrian. "Sara, you can do this," He mumbled, squeezing her shoulder and gripping her hand in his. "We're not in your home anymore as you can see... To be more specific, we aren't in the human world anymore." Sara explained extremely slowly like she was talking to a child that couldn't distinguish the letter A and the letter B. "I'm not a child. So please do not talk to me as such," Maple clenched her firsts then stared straight into Sara's unblinking silver eyes, "What do you mean we aren't 'in the human world anymore'?" "Well, we are still on Earth- mind you, but simply in a sort of pocket world if you will. There's the human world, everything non-supernatural. Then there's this world, everything supernatural lives here. It's much safer for us to live here, away from human influence." Sara smiled softly and her gaze became distant in memory. "What do you mean 'us'? I'm not a crazy person like you two or those twins. What are you on? Meth? Marijuana?" She laughed bitterly. Sara tilted her head slightly, "I do not understand your words..." "Those are kind of drugs humans use. Either for medical reasons or for 'fun'." Adrian clears up the confusion and Sara continues; "Yes, well, we are not "on" anything. We are telling the truth, Maple. You're not human either. You are my daughter, our daughter." Maple blinks several times, did she hear her correctly? Did she say... Yes, she did. Maple's eyes darkened dangerously, "Bitch," She whispered then lifted her gaze to meet her mother's, "You abandoned me!" She leaped at Sara, they fell on the grass before anyone could react. Maple's eyes were full of hate and loathing as she attacked the woman who gave birth to her. Adrian tried to pull her away from Sara, but Maple held on tightly, clawing her and growling. There it was again- that sudden urge to just kill. It was fuelled by her hatred. Sara tried to knock her off, but Maple was stronger, which surprised her. "You just left!" Maple cried, grabbing her throat and squeezing, hearing the gargling noise of Sara chocking. "We had no choice!" Adrian replied in frantic cries, pulling in vain at his daughter's shoulders. Maple turned on him, momentarily releasing her iron grip on her mother which gave Sara the chance to knock her off her feet and pin her to one of the trees. Adrian approached and continued talking as if nothing had happened, "We were on the run from someone when you were born. They were close so we had to do something! We didn't want you to be killed or raised as a savage killer!" "From whom? Who were you running from?" Maple demanded and Sara let her go so she could hear what her father had to say. He looked away quickly and struggled to find the words to tell her. "Someone very bad. We should be going." And he left her there dumbfounded. Adrian tried to pull her off but Maple

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