“I went to Horch’s concert today.” Katherine admitted solemnly.
Alkazar chuckled, “Did you throw yer bra at him like all de other girls?”
Katherine kept quiet, growing annoyed until she blurted out, “He’s taking Kori to the ball! Not me…he was supposed to go with me but I saw the way he looked at her, so I gave him an out and he took it.”
“Oh,” Alkazar said softly, scratching his head anxiously. “I thought he had asked you out already though? So why would he make that decision if he liked someone else?”
Katherine sighed, “Oh, really? Well it doesn’t matter, he likes Kori better.”
Alkazar tried to lighten the mood,” Don’t worry, there’s a lid for every pot, eh?”
Katherine sat down on her front porch, defeated, “I feel more like a wok, really.”
Alkazar sat down next to her, rubbing her back supportively, “Oh, come on. You won’t find yer knight in shining armor on yer first couple of mates. Until then, why don’t you try to have some fun? Why don’t you settle for someone less extraordinary in yer expectations? Take Vincent or Rowan! It’s better than going to the ball alone. You would just be sitting in the corner giving Horch angry glares all night. Why not have some fun and show him you are not devastated by his action?”
Katherine looked down, twirling her fingers nervously, “You might be right. Do you think either of them would want to come with me?”
Alkazar nodded, “What else do they have to do? They just stay up in yer tree house acting suspiciously.”
Katherine wanted to ask Rowan because she knew his looks would make Horch jealous but knowing, as well, that he was strikingly hard to talk to. He was almost honest to a fault which made him come off as rather unfriendly. He seemed very vain and did not appear to like her. She didn’t want to ask Vincent because although he was easy to talk to, he had a bad habit of not being able to warm up to other people in the room. He wasn’t bad looking but he liked to strut around and boast with Rowan. She also had reasons to not fully trust in everything he did or said.
She temporarily debated taking Alkazar but he was too old for her and she feared the other kids would probably think he was one of her family members and laugh at her. He would no doubt be the most fun because he would get drunk along with her. Ugh, decisions, decisions. She finally realized the choice she had to make, so she stood up,
“I’m going to the tree house.”
Alkazar nodded, “Good luck and tell me how it goes.”
Katherine waved her hand, making her way towards her tree house where both Vincent and Rowan resided. The house was very elegant within the cover of the trees. She climbed her way up the ladder and opened the hatch to see both men frantically shuffling papers away from her view as she stepped into the small house.
“Rowan, I know this might seem strange but Horch decided not to take me to the ball. I was wondering if you would go with me.”
Rowan let out a hiss but Vincent intervened, “Of course he will go with you.”
Rowan glared at Vincent and then looked back at Katherine. “Sure,” he said quickly.
Katherine smiled widely, “Thank you, Rowan!”
There was odd silence between them and she just stared at the men. It was a very awkward silence, so she just nodded and quickly went down the stairs.
After she left, Vincent turned to Rowan to calm him, “Don’t worry. You won’t have to go. Just pretend for now.”
When Vincent had reached out to Miro’s soul, his journey led him to earth, where she had been reborn. He was still furious with her but she had no recollection of what she used to be, what her eldest brother had done or her relationship with Vincent. All he knew was he had to take Katherine, more formerly Miro, the once successor of the Lechtenbrink kingdom, back home to stop her brother from destroying what her parents had built. The only clue he had given Miro is telling her that she resembles a princess from their kingdom on another planet. He had offered her a deal to become princess if she pretended to be this woman called Miro. Of course, he never mentioned to her that he and Miro were close and he lied, telling her that the kingdom had sent him here to find a suitable princess. Katherine did not know how to respond, except that to tell him that she needed time to think. He could not tell her the truth that her brother, back within the other world, had made a mistake when he went to murder her. He would have killed Miro if he had used the right weapon. That weapon would have disposed of her soul. It was the weapon he used on their parents so they could never return. Why he didn’t use it on Miro is still a mystery. It was a mistake he would regret if Vincent had anything to do with it.
Now, her brother’s mission was to look for his Miro and to finish the job he had started. His main goal, however, was to capture and rule the Lechtenbrink kingdom. Vincent had found Miro’s home on earth and was able to prove his powers to her by transforming a cat named Alkazar, to his original human form. He hoped that by transforming this reborn soul, Miro would eventually accept the truth of her heritage and know that Vincent was true and loyal.
The door opened again and Katherine came in with a nice suit. Rowan rolled his eyes as he saw the clothes. “This is my brother’s old prom clothes. I think it will fit you very nicely.”
Rowan nodded and she grew nervous, “Well I’m going to get a good night’s sleep. Come to my house in the morning.”
Vincent nodded, wishing she would finally remember her real duties and to not waste time on these petty events and emotions for people who do not matter.
Vincent tossed and turned all night recollecting the events he wished to talk to her about. The morning came quickly and as he got out of bed, his servant walked up to him. Rowan growled, “I don’t have to go to this, do I master?” Vincent shook his head, “Don’t worry. I will take your place. I will tell her that I couldn’t find you anywhere so I was forced to go.”
Vincent put on the clothes quickly and made it down to Miro’s, or now Katherine’s abode. He knocked on the door but there was no answer. He grew worried, always on his toes, concerned her eldest brother would come down to finish the job he started. He knocked on the door again and as it opened, his worry faded. Miro stood in front of him looking so beautiful, he wished he could reach out and hold her close like he used to. He could never tell her how they were. He was still livid with her, for distrusting him, but seeing her in such a beautiful dress with her hair looking so well done, he could barely resist the urge to hug her and remind her consciousness of everything that happened to her in the past.
“What happened to Rowan?” she asked worriedly. She had prepared herself to go with someone else than who was standing in front of her.
“I’ve searched everywhere for him and I couldn’t find him. I think something came up.”
Katherine sighed, growing anxious, “Would you go with me then?”
Vincent nodded, “I’m already in the attire you picked. So yes, I am going with you.”
Katherine smiled at him nervously. She knew she had to make the best of this situation. She glanced up at the clock. “We better get going,” she said, looking him up and down. She was rather thrilled of how charming he appeared in his attire. Yet, she still could not trust everything he had told her. He wanted her to go to a kingdom, away from earth and be their princess? She felt like she could not give him a true heart-felt answer until he gave her the whole truth. She knew he was hiding something from her.
As they got into her car, she pressed her foot on the gas pedal speeding along their way. From the corner or her eye, she took in his form and her mind generated many questions. She yearned to know the truth about why they were here. They already treated her like a princess, never saying no to her. Everything just seemed so down right crazy and the missing information made it impossible for her to fully trust them.
They finally made it to the ball, parked the car in the back, got out and made their way to the front door. She patted down her dress and smoothed her hair.
“You look okay.” Vincent said, trying to sound nonchalant.
Katherine nodded and entered the ball. The inside beauty of the room was stunning. The gold pallet worked nicely with the tan curtains, table cloths and sparkling hazel chandelier that hung delicately on the ceiling, reflecting the warm glow of the room.
Vincent cringed as all the humans danced around in happiness. They all wore smiles, having not a care in the world. He stared at this for hours, letting Katherine talk to her friends and sharing a couple awkward dances with her getting tipsier by the passing hour.
He couldn’t handle this event, all the happy people, seeing them all, knowing fully that the people back in his own kingdom were suffering, being taken over by a corrupt successor. He clicked his teeth together and made his way back to the front of the ballroom. He swung open the doors, the brisk air calming his anxiety and anger. He heard a faint blubbering and rolling his eyes he looked over to the left, surprised to see Miro there. He walked over towards her, “What’s wrong? What happened?” She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with tears and her breath smelling like alcohol.
“Take me home!” she said, bawling.
Vincent knew that they could not drive because he did not know how and she was clearly intoxicated. So he sucked it up and supported her all the way to the house, hearing her frenzied cries of anguish all the way there. Once they made it back to her house, he walked her up the stairs and he placed her softly on the bed. “Will you tell me what happened now?” he asked, genuinely worried.
Katherine sucked in her breath and looked at him, “I saw Horch and he was kissing Kori and took her upstairs!” She was crying hysterically and moving closer to him, she buried her face into his chest.
Vincent, seeing her like this, as much as he tried to resist, could no longer hide from her. “Katherine, do not take heed to that ignorant human. He has no idea who you really are, but I do.”
Katherine looked up at him, “What do you mean?”
Vincent looked down, he knew he had to tell her the truth otherwise there was no way she was going to agree to go back to their home planet. He feared her reaction but this was the only alternative other than just knocking her out and taking her back to the kingdom. She had to come willingly or her soul would not allow her to leave this retched planet.
“Your real name is Miro. You were the princess over the Lechtenbrink kingdom and that is where I am from, too. I told you that you resembled her, which is why we came to your door. Though, I did not tell you that you were the successor to the throne, to rule over the kingdom. This is going to be hard to hear but I must tell you that your brother killed your parents and then killed you because he felt as if he had been wronged. I went to find your soul only to see it within the deep forests of our home planet. When I reached out to touch you, I unknowingly set off a spell that cast your soul into the earth and that journey wiped out your memory. There is a certain way to gain your memory back but I have yet to find it. I am just so tired of seeing you and not being able to tell you of how amazingly talented and strong you were. I wish to take you back to our planet so you can take down your brother and regain your rightful place on the throne. I also want you to know that we were very close at a certain point. You called me your teenage lover but we were never real lovers. We had a bond that I thought would never be broken, until you betrayed me.” Vincent knew if he was going to tell her some parts of her past he might as well tell her everything, that including how he felt.
She cocked her head to the side, growing weary, “How did I wrong you?”
Vincent shook his head, “It does not really matter because you do not remember. You are not the same person. You look different but you have the same facial features.” He leaned close to her and stroked the side of her face, raising her chin up to look into his eyes. “I am a werewolf and a vampire, mixed together in the same blood. You have the power to bring back the dead, but only for a small while. The world you live in is spectacular, much more beautiful than earth has to offer. You have people back in our kingdom that need you. They look up to you and need your help to save them from the clutches of your twisted brother.”
Katherine pulled her face back from his grasp. Everything that he said began to pour into her weakened senses. She couldn’t believe what he had told her, was this all a trick? She leaned closer to him and touched her fingers on his lips, running them over the smooth flesh. “Open,” she said.
Vincent was confused but he obeyed the former ruler. Opening his mouth she moved her fingers into it and rubbed the overly sharp canine teeth creeping many inches downwards. She knew that was the sign of him being a vampire. Yet, this became too much for her. Her mind just could not process what he was saying. Everything today, finding out her crush liked someone else, that he went into a room with her and that she was in fact a princess was too much to bear. Then, to realize that she had feelings for a man who was a vampire and werewolf hybrid, pushed her over the cliff.
“Please stop fooling me with such lies!” she said, pushing her hands into his chest. She grew hysterical, the alcohol flowing through her system, impacting her emotions greatly.
She began to pound her fists into his body. “Why are you doing this?!” she screamed.
“Why can’t you just leave me alone?” Tears began to stream down her face and Vincent was lost of how this even happened. She had been taking it so well and then all of a sudden, this?
He gripped her wrists, trying to calm her down but she wouldn’t calm herself. She began to thrash her body and he did not want any harm to come to her so he turned his body around and pushed his on top of hers. He pressed his body weight on top to keep her body from moving, “Stop this!”
She began to shake, moving her legs around, “No! I can’t sit here and allow you to fill my head with lies! Why don’t you just leave my life and let me live in peace! You are not a vampire or a werewolf! Please stop being two-faced! You are a liar!”
Vincent shook his head, forcing his body on top of hers to calm her down. He was at a loss of what to do. What could he say to make her believe him? He just wanted her back, the old amazing person he once loved. He tore his grip away from her wrists and pressed them over the cheeks of her face, forcing her to look at him, holding her in place.
“Miro…” he said softly. “Miro, please come back to me.”
Katherine looked at him and stopped thrashing her body. Her breath slowed and her eyes fixated on his. Vincent was confused but continued to hold her face to look at his,
“Miro, I love you.”
Her body began to glow a soft tint of silver, her eyes dilating as the flickering light encased her body.
“Miro? Are you coming back?” he said excitedly.
He looked down at her and noticed her mouth moving. He leaned closer to her, “What did you say? I can’t hear you.”
She spoke again, “Help me, Vin.” Before he could call back to her, to the trapped identity that seemed to be inside of her, the glowing light vanished and Katherine came back to life. Her body turned away from him and she took a deep breath, “Get out.”
Vincent, even more confused, wondered if this was the sign he was waiting for. Was she remembering everything now? “Do you remember?”
Katherine curled up her body and into the covers, “Yes…please just go now.”
He could hear her tears beginning to start again and he nodded to her, happy that he had finally gotten through to her. Now that she had finally got her senses and memory back, he knew it could get better from here. So he got off the bed, rubbing her head before opening the door and stepping out.
As he made his way back to the tree house, Rowan was there to greet him. “How did it go?”
Vincent’s face erupted into a smile, “The ball was horrendous but we left early because she saw the man she liked with another girl. Well, we got back to the house and on her bed.”
“Oh, on her bed huh?” Rowan said teasingly.
Vincent smirked. “Anyways,” he chuckled, “I don’t know how but I figured since she was tipsy I would tell her who she really was. I couldn’t handle it anymore, or hold it in.”
“So how did she take it?”
“She didn’t at first,” Vincent started. “She thrashed her body around, calling me a liar but then something strange happened. Her body glowed and I felt like it was her trapped soul and Miro came out. She said to help her. I know that Miro was forcing Katherine to remember what happened and now we can only wait. Knowing that Miro is still in her body, reaching out to me to help her hurt my heart but now that Katherine is slowly being reminded of her past as we speak, I will go see where her mind is tomorrow.”
Rowan smiled, even though he knew Miro was not inside of Katherine. He decided he would just let him have this moment. “Perfect. Maybe now we can finally get back to Lechtenbrink.”
Vincent nodded; happy that today would mark a time where the former Miro was fighting to remember what had happened back in her home realm.
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The next morning Alkazar knocked on Katherine’s door, and when he heard no response, he slowly opened it.
He poked his head in and saw her curled up in bed. Her eyes were blood shot and black bags rested under them. “Are you not feeling any better?” he said, rushing to her side on the bed, shocked at what she looked like. He kneeled down close to her, rubbing her hand.
She just shook her head, “No…”
His face grimaced, “Was your night that bad?”
Katherine could not handle the feeling she had within her body. It felt as if something was clawing within her flesh, rummaging inside her body trying to get out. Not to mention throughout the night she had dreams of everything Vincent had told her.
The kingdom, her brother, her parents and their deaths; she could remember it all so clearly. She couldn’t handle it anymore and looked at Alkazar. “I can’t deal with this hurt, Alkazar. Did you make the potion I asked of you?” The headache she had within her mind was pulsing, hammering inside of her skull and she had asked him to make a potion a few hours ago.
“Yes,” he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small bottle, “Are you sure you want to do this? It is going to erase everything that happened last night.”
Katherine nodded and took the potion, chugging it thirstily.
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I just started writing from when you said "start here". I must have got confused ;A;
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