Free Resurrected by Erika Knudsen

coming or what?”
Her voice clearly showed her agitation. “Well?”
    Seeing Deirdra’s
frustration and annoyance with him broke Elijah’s heart. When he
needed her the most, she wasn’t capable of being there for him and
the reasoning behind it troubled him.
    “He’s changing you.” Elijah
said weakly.
    “I’m not the one that’s
changing, it’s you! You and everyone else!” She said, flailing her
arms about in her anger. Shaking her head she turned and began
walking back to the car. Stopping suddenly after opening the car
door, she stood eerily still. However, soon enough she climbed into
the mustang without another word.
    Unable to let her leave
without informing her that Stone was alive, Elijah silently told
her of his situation.
    “I found
Stone .” He said silently. Instantly,
Deirdra climbed out of the car and was by his
side.
    “Where is he?” He could
hear the distress in her voice.
    “He is with Brenna and
Kristine. Not the best hands to be in, I might add. You know, your
child is no longer yours… and Kristine is no longer to be trusted.
We are all pawns in Adam’s game. You must see that, you have to!”
Elijah said, desperation filling his words.
    “What do
you mean she’s not my child anymore? And as for Kristine, I never
trusted her to begin with!” She exclaimed. He felt her anger grow
as she continued to ask her questions. “And how do you know this
Adam, who is he?”
    Elijah leaned in and
whispered into her ear, “176 Garner Drive, you will find them all
there. I warn you, be careful.” Elijah then gingerly kissed her
cheek. Deirdra breathed in deeply his scent and without warning she
wrapped her arms around him pulling him close to herself. She
leaned in closer and brushed her lips against his and on tiptoe she
made her way to nuzzle her face in the crook of his neck. Elijah’s
body shivered with excitement at her touch. It was only when
Deirdra’s fangs pierced his flesh that Elijah felt violated. With a
firm grasp, he grabbed onto her shoulders and pulled her
away.
    “No.” He said. She glared
at him then shrugged out of his grasp and walked back to the idling
car. Hopping in, she revved the engine and sped away, leaving
Elijah behind.
     
     
     
     

Chapter 7
    (Eme – December
11,1999)
     
    Eme had been in magical
flight for almost seven hours. With the sun rising rapidly and her
strength diminishing with each passing moment, she began her decent
back to the earth and landed softly on her feet.
    Eme looked around for a
practical place to rest, but having stopped in the middle of a
forest, she had to improvise. She began to dig with her bare hands
at the soft earth beside an immense spruce tree. Once the hole was
large enough to fit her body, she buried her backpack under a
nearby brush and climbed into her makeshift bed that eerily
appeared like a grave. After covering herself with dirt, she waited
for sleep to come.
    While Eme lay there
corpse-like, a beam of sunlight seared across her face. She
scampered to her feet, her head darting back and forth. Looking
around, confused and frightened she waited for the burning to
begin. But nothing happened–the sun only wrapped its warm embrace
around her. Looking to her right, the grave-like bed she remembered
laying in no longer existed. It appeared as if she had been resting
only on top of the earth on a bed of spruce branches. As Eme
attempted to figure out what was happening, her vision began to
blur and everything seemed to melt away in a heat-wave-like
manner.
    Not a moment too soon her
vision cleared, the forest had disappeared and she found herself
looking at a vast land that eerily appeared like her homeland from
millennia ago. The scorching desert sand stung her bare feet as she
stood in an old wrap skirt, the hot wind gently swaying her long
hair. If she were to look to the west, she would see the pyramids
rising high in the air in all their glory. She sighed as she closed
her eyes, tilted her head back and breathed