“Tell me who is Lazarus?” Thana asks to her mother.
“He’s dangerous. You should avoid him.”
“I always heard his name from the day I went to Atenowa.”
Allegra avoiding eye contact with Thana and turns her gaze to Salina, who was observing. She walks toward the window and observes the silence on the outside.
“Tell me, mother, what is the connection of Lazarus in our life? To me?”
She had just put her hands over his mouth to hide her cries. She could not even admit to Thana what her relationship with him was, what his part about her life as an individual.
“Nothing… “her voice crackle as she says a word. She will do everything to hide Lazarus’ identity. She won’t let Thana know he is a part of her life.
“Then why I need to avoid him?”
“He is dangerous. I want to protect you from him… that’s all.”
“Is he the reason grandmother laying now in lifeless?”
“She protects me from Lazarus. I feel guilty about everything right now because of me. She fought to Lazarus and locked him by the spell but, Lazarus could preach a spell before he was locked. Lazarus gets her magic that makes her weaken.”
Suddenly an energetic power flowing through her palms. It’s her magic that she cannot control to explode. A light comes out that makes the entire room dazzling in lights because of the lights coming from her palms.
“Calm down Thana.”
Her Aunt Salina forbade her to do any moves that can cause damages because of her actions. Thana shouts and releases the lights from her palms. It bounces on the wall. Salina stops her and controls her magic. She drops the lights in the window and goes into the wind.
“If I can kill Lazarus. I will do that.”
“I’m doubt that you can do that.” Allegra said.
“Of course I can. If the only way to save grandmother’s life, I will sacrifice my life.”
“Thana, please don’t say that.”
She had just looks at her mother defile and it seemed as if she should not have given up on Lazarus’ life the dark evil that had tormented her grandmother and the reason for losing her witchcraft magic.
“Do you have any plans? Why are you stopping me?’
“Don’t let your hands get stained with his blood.”
“I will hunt him, no matter what will happen. I will tear him into pieces with my magic and spell him to death.”
“Stop acting that way.”
“But, why?”
“Lazarus is your father! You belong to him. He has your blood. You are a part of him.”
“What did you say? He is my father?”
A crackling voice comes out from her throat. A feeling of heaviness runs over her whole body. Her chest is heavy. She feels slowed in breathing and wanting to scream, but there is no voice coming from her mouth.
“Tell me it’s not true.” Her eyes pleading and turn her looks to her mother and to her Aunt Salina.
“I’m sorry… but that’s the truth. You are a part of him. Your father… is a dark, evil creature.”
“No!”
A sob rose in her heart and she cried in a low moan. Her tears tasted bitter, her heart twisted and tears pools her eyes.
She steps backward and ran away from her mother with her heavy heart. She ran away without knowing where she was going. Each step was heavy with resentment towards her mother. Sadness embraces her whole being. She feels weak and the energy of the witch craft magic disappears.
Her eyes were dull and the lights of energy coming from her palms vanished. Like a plant that withers its power, it’s like a blast of wind that melts in the atmosphere. She walks with no place to go. All she had in mind now was if she was truly one of the dark, evil creature. Is she belonging to the vampire races? Is she just like them who are thirsty in blood?
She remembered the events that took place when she tried to save Lucas. Lucas’ blood gives a distinct scent to her. She wanted to taste his blood.
She thought her that she was under the spell. Now, everything was clear in her mind. It’s not a spell that Amherst gave to her but because she has a blood of a vampire.
A light comes out from the bottle inside her pocket and a smoke shape human appears. She freezes and stares with her wide eyes at the smoke human form that shows in front of her. Her heart trembling when she recognized it was Mia, her guardian and her other half.
“Mia, I’m glad you're back.”
She grabs Mia closer to her and trying to wrap around her arms. But in an unexplained happening, it surprises her she can’t even hold and touches Mia. She tries for the second time but her body just slamming into Mia’s body.
“What is happening "? Why I can’t hold you?”
“Because your witch craft magic is getting weakened because of how you feel.”
“What did you mean?”
“You are belong to the races of witch Thana. Your magic will depends of how you feel.”
She just slump on the ground and cries into a burst of tears. She couldn’t believe by what she knew about her true identity. She couldn’t accept that she belongs to the dark evil, a bloodsucker of the night.
What she can call herself a half vampire with a witch craft magic? She turns to Mia even if she can’t see her image just as she saw before. She’s a smoke shape human that swaying into the wind. Her forms are divided and sometimes the pieces of her parts go with the wind.
“I am belong to the dark evil. I’m one of them.”
Teardrops spill from her eyes that bath her cheeks. Her heart screaming as she wanted to break herself into tiny pieces.
“Can you fly?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Come with me. I have something to show you.”
Her eyes narrowed at what Mia said. Is it another secret of her identity? She follows Mia flying into the air and a soft gust of wind embracing her that comforts her from the grief she feels. She looks down to see where they went. It surprises her when Mia landed to the place of Lucas. Her heart trembling from the moment she steps on the ground.