(Later that night)
Blood. There was blood everywhere, and she was in the center of it all. She was wearing a white dress stained in red. She was cold and alone. A voice kept whispering in her ear.
“Remember...remember the promise...remember your debt...”
"What? Who are you?!”
“Your debt...promise...mine...”
“Stop it!” The voice kept getting louder and louder. Erika covered her ears and shut her eyes. Where was Logan? Why was she in a room full of blood?
“You can’t escape me cherry blossom...I will find you and claim what’s rightfully mine...”
Erika shot up from the bed, her breaths coming out in heavy pants. She felt Logan hiss beside her and shield her body, his eyes blood red, ready to attack. He looked down at her and saw her matted hair and sweaty face. Concern filled him as he grabbed her shoulders.
“Erika?”
“There was blood everywhere,” she whispered, “and a horrible creepy voice. I was alone...” Logan crushed her to his chest.
“It was only a nightmare love.” He rubbed her back and soothed her. He made her look at him. “I’m not gonna let anything hurt you, Erika, ever.” Her small sobs died down as she felt him envelop her in his arms. “Nothing will hurt you.” He laid her beside him as he held her by the waist tightly. His instincts took over and he began to growl.
There was something...something off. There was something in the air that wasn’t right. “Erika, stay here. I have to check on something.”
She felt his warmth disappear. Tiny pricks hit her skin as she felt cold. Her head was beginning to hurt and spin. What was wrong with her? Images appeared in her mind again. But this time, they were clear. Images of her in a long red gown played in her mind. She was dancing with a man, and she was smiling.
Another was of her in the garden sitting underneath the huge cherry blossom tree. She was fighting, breaking the ground to rubble, and then, there was a face... a face of a man with yellow eyes. He reminded her of a snake. She was fighting this snake man, but she was losing. Words were Said, but she could make them out. Then as fast as the images came, they left. Erika was panting and holding her head. She was afraid.
Logan made his way down towards the dungeons. It reeked of the rotting flesh of past prisoners. The dungeons were designed to let a single ray of light through. His eyes glowed red, scaring any animal down there. He stopped at a pair of huge black chained doors. The locks were still intact. He was sure the thing inside was still sleeping. However, he had to make sure, for her sake.
He unlocked the chains and locks that kept the doors forever closed. The room was empty except for a single chained coffin in the middle of the room. It was sealed with sacred prayers, beading, and chains that could only be removed with his blood along with his fathers and Alex. As he walked closer, he felt a pulse...he stopped dead in his tracks.
“Ss Logan...”
The right side of his neck burned. No, it couldn’t be... He walked through the pain making his way toward the dusty coffin. A window on the coffin allowed him to see the man inside. His eyes were closed. Logan let a sigh of relief. He grabbed his shoulder where the pain still burned.
“I promised I would never let you rise out of your box...”
(At the Same time another place)
Ami felt scared. The cell was dark, and there were always noises waking her. She heard the cell gate open and someone broke her chains free.
“Who’s there?!” The person couldn’t be seen, but it was a woman who spoke.
“Just do as I say...I need you to work with me on getting rid of someone...” Ami was hesitant.
“Why the hell would I help you?” She felt herself being lifted and suddenly she was outside the mansion walls.
“One, because you owe me for getting you out of that shithole, and two,” the red-haired woman lifted her glasses upward,
“because I know you hate that pink-haired bitch as much as I do. You want her away from Logan, don’t you?” Ami looked at the red-haired woman with curiosity.
“Who are you?”
“My name is Alana.”
(Third Person P.O.V)
Erika stayed where Logan had left her. He had been gone for a while and she couldn’t sleep.
“Where is he?” Looking out the window, she noticed the moon. Sighing, having nothing else to do, she walked to the balcony, staring out in the distance. She could see the camp from where she was standing. Memories of Anko and the others came to mind. She was glad that everyone was so kind to her, but...
“What about everyone else?” The wind played with her hair, sending her scent off in the distance. She looked up at the moon and the night sky. She couldn’t look away...She saw a light falling from the moon, headed straight for her! She couldn’t pull away...she closed her eyes waiting for impact, when...
Erika opened her eyes. Only she wasn’t on Logan’s balcony anymore. She was in the middle of a bright silver starred room.
“Hello, Erika.“Erika gasped and turned to see who had spoken. It was a woman. A woman with long blond hair tied in two ponytails. She had a purple jewel in the middle of her forehead and a very large chest. She was smiling at Erika, holding a cup of what looked like sake in her right hand.
“How do you know my name? Where am I” The woman chuckled and stood up.
“Let me take a good look at you. You’ve grown up so nicely. You’re a beauty. My name is Sarah, and don’t worry, your body is still on that balcony. I just sent your spirit on a little trip over here. I’ve known who you are for quite some time. I’ve been watching you, waiting for you to wake up.”
Erika’s breath hitched.
“Wake up...? I don’t understand.” Something about this woman seemed familiar, only she couldn’t place a finger on why.
“For you to remember who you are Erika. You can’t remember your past, right?” Erika gasped.
“How do you know that?” Sarah didn’t answer.
“And you also have flashbacks and dreams, right?” Erika’s head was beginning to hurt. Memories of this woman bombarded her mind. Visions of Sarah fighting her, training her, comforting, consoling her.
“Who are you?!” Erika was crying now but stopped as the woman before she made her look into her eyes.
“The better question is Erika, who are you?” The jewel on the woman’s forehead began to glow and Erika was caught in a
trance. Her green eyes began to glow and tears fell.
“I am...,” a flashback of herself fighting ferociously played through her mind. “I am...,” she was coated in blood, her eyes glowing green. “I am...,” she was standing over a body...the body of the man she once loved she kept yelling his name “Lo-! Lo-!”, only she couldn’t hear his full name. Erika let out a scream of anguish and she was gasping uncontrollably. Sarah let her out of her trance. Erika was on her knees, tears flowing freely.
“That’s enough for now.” Sarah lifted her chin to meet her eyes.
“What was that...what was-”
“Those were a few of your memories, Erika. You lost more than half that day...”
“...what day?” Sarah looked away in sadness.
“...the day you died, Erika.”
Erika’s heart fell. How could she have died?! She was right here?!
“Y-you’re insane! How could I have died?! I’m right here aren’t I?!”
“You died fighting Erika...the reason you’re here alive today as a human...is because of me. You haven’t fully woken up yet, so I can’t tell you everything now.“Erika stayed quiet for some time. Nothing made sense. Those memories and flashbacks were hers, but they were from a different life, a different Erika. She let her eyes soften and her mind came to a sad conclusion.
“I’m not fully human...am I?” Sarah gave a small sad smile.
“For now you are, but once you fully remember everything, the “sleeping” blood in your body will come alive and reveal what you are.
“When will I regain my memories again?” Sarah took a sip of her alcohol.”
“You’ll remember everything once he transforms you.“Erika felt a sharp pain in her stomach and doubled over.
“Erika?!” Sarah rushed to her side. “What’s going on?” Sarah used her vision to check on Erika’s body. She saw two women attacking her unconscious form...
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