"Keep her sedated, make sure she doesn't wake up. I don't want her to know where she is just yet." A dark girls voice sounded in Chelsea's ears.
"Yes ma'am." A mans voice spoke quietly.
"Have you got the other one?" The room fell silent for a few seconds until Chelsea heard the girls voice again. "Great. I'm very proud of you John." Chelsea heard footsteps and slowly opened her eyes, her vision was blurred, and she could only make out the dark wood that she was now lying on.
"Wha... Is going on?" Chelsea mumbled. She opened her eyes, and saw the man, who she only knew as John crouch down next to her. "Where am I?"
"Shh... Sweetheart. Back to sleep you go." Chelsea's eyes widened when she saw the needle go into her wrist and the sting happened a moment after.
"What is that?" Whatever was in the needle worked, because Chelsea faded really quickly and became unconscious.

"Hi Mrs Adams, is Chelsea home?"
"Hi Oliver, no I thought she was with you? Come in." Oliver walked through the door and to the kitchen sitting at the table.
"What do you mean?" Oliver asked looking at Christine, her face paled quickly, and she held her stomach.
"I haven't heard from Chelsea since 2 days ago. I just assumed she was with you."
"No ma'am. We got into a little disagreement, yesterday afternoon and she left."
"Oh my god."
"I'll try ringing her."
"There's no point, Oliver. I've tried all This morning. I'll have to call the police." Christine grabbed her phone from the pocket and dialled 911, speaking to someone on the other end of the line. Oliver excused himself for a few minutes and walked out of the house. He furiously taped on his phone and listened to the phone ringing out.
"Oliver, hello."
"Don't Oliver, hello me. Where is she?"
"Where is who?"
"Goddamit Alex. Chelsea's not been home for two days now." The call ended and Oliver swore, slapping his hands onto his cheeks. Alex appeared moments later and put her hands on her hips and stared at Oliver.
"What do you mean she's not here?"
"What did you say to her in the bar the other night?"
"I just told her the truth."
"Which was?" Oliver crushed his eyebrows together and his eyes turned black in anger.
"All I said was, there was someone coming and she should be more prepared."
"Who is this person?"
"I don't know Oliver." Oliver snarled and pushed her up against the house, gripping onto her neck and pushed harder. "Let go of me."
"Not until you tell me!" Oliver shouted.
"I said I don't know!" Alex shouted as much as she could. "Now get off me." Oliver dropped Alex and she held her throat. "If my doppelgänger is missing, I shouldn't be this close to her house? Anyone can see?"
"If that person is smart then they'll know you aren't the same person." Alex smirked and chuckled. "What's so funny?"
"You're still the same witty guy, I met all them years ago." Oliver huffed and turned around to the door which was starting to open and Alex ran away out of sight. The police car pulled up a few seconds after and a lady in a grey suit appeared with an officer. They walked up the path and Oliver walked a little behind them.
"Good evening Mrs Adams. I'm Detective Branson." Christine smiled lightly and welcomed them in and Oliver followed sitting back in the seat he was in earlier. Christine and Pete sat opposite Detective Branson and other two officers standing by the entrance of the kitchen, Pete placed his hand on top of Christine's and squeezed gently. "So I'm the lead detective in this case about-" She glanced down at the notepad on the table in front of her. "Your daughter Chelsea. I am the one who deals with all the young person's missing cases and it will be me to help bring your daughter home. So I need a few details so I can start my leads. Can you remember the last time you saw her?"
"We haven't seen her for three days. She's been with Oliver for the last few days."
"Oliver?"
"Yes, I'm Chelsea's boyfriend and I can confirm that she hasn't been near me for 2 days now. We had a little row on the night on which I assume she went missing."
"A row? About what?" Oliver held in his breath and than exhaled before speaking again.
"Oh nothing major. Just us in general." He gulped. Branson looked into Oliver's face trying to make him crack but it didn't work.
"And there's nothing else you want to tell us?"
"Ma'am, if I knew anything I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you about it. I would be out there looking for my goddamn girlfriend." He clenched table from underneath and felt as the splinters of wood entered his hand.
"Okay then. I will take your information to the station with me and get teams out looking for anything to help our leads. I will get in touch in the next few hours... If anything shows up."
"Thank you detective Branson. I'll show you out." Pete stood up and left Oliver and Christine in the kitchen.
"We'll find her Christine." Oliver broke the silence as he heard her gentle sobs. "She can't be fine."
"It's just weird Oliver... Chelsea never said anything to us about hating living here, since she met you she's not been happier. You've made her so happy so I don't get what's made her run." Oliver shrugged his shoulders and then relaxed.

A few hours later Oliver sat on his sofa swigging a bottle of beer in darkness of his room. "I'm surprised you didn't hear me." Alex stood by the door, pretty much unseeable due to her dark attire.
"I heard you, I just chose not to react."
"Why you so glum?" She strutted more into the room and put her hands on her hips.
"Why do you think Alex?" He looked up at her and huffed. "My girlfriends missing and it's not because she ran away, she's definitely been taken. But I don't know where to start." He took another mouthful of his beer.
"Okay listen... I know you probably won't listen to me but hear me out... What happens if this person who you presume has taken her... Wants to get revenge?"
"Like who?"
"Well I don't know, you've been alive for 400 years... You've gained a few enemies on your way. Who would find out the person that you care about the most and take them?" Oliver shrugged and then threw the bottle at the wall, letting it smash into little bits. "Come on Oliver, think about it." He sat up more and looked to Alex. "Who's the one person who will always hold a grudge? Who's the one person who knows you inside and out?"
"It can't be."
"There's no other explanation." Alex shrugged her shoulders. "Think about it... All them years ago when you had that massive argument, of course she's going to hold a grudge."
"Kaitlyn wouldn't do something like this."
"Wouldn't she? What do you know about her Oliver? You haven't spoken to her in nearly 300 years, do you even remember the last place she was in?" Oliver shrugged his shoulders and then stood up.
"She wouldn't."
"We don't know what she's like now. Anything to get you back for what you did all them years ago.. I say this is just the first thing she will actually do to ruin your life."

"I've located Isabelle for you my lady." John's voice entered the room and disturbed the silence.
"Wonderful, John you never disappoint me."
"Anything for you Kaitlyn." Chelsea kept her eyes closed but listened to the conversation. 'Kaitlyn, it can't be surely.' Chelsea thought to herself.
"I shall go pay a visit to little Isabelle now." Chelsea listened for the door to shut before opening her eyes.
"What are you going to do with Isabelle?" Chelsea asked weakly, struggling to sit up from the wood floor, the floorboard creaking underneath her weight.
"How long have you been listening?"
"Long enough.." She spat back at him, glaring at him with her dark eyes. John quickly moved across the room and took a syringe from his pocket. "No please... No more drugs. I promise I won't do anything."
"How do I know you will keep your promise?"
"Well I surely can't get up and run if you think that's going to happen. My legs feel like they're on fire and my head is throbbing. If I get up from this floor I'll probably pass out."
"Okay... Fine." John put the syringe back into his pocket. "If you try anything.."
"I won't. It's just nice to actually be awake." Chelsea struggled to get up off the floor to lay against the wall, but she failed slowly. "What did you put in that needle? I feel like I'm dying." John ignored her. "Could I get a little help?" He looked down at her and crouched down, pulling her gently so she was sitting up. Chelsea scattered the room, looking around the empty wooden room. "So I'm guessing we aren't in Penns anymore?" John shook his head. "Why?" He kept tight-lipped, ignoring her question once again.
"Kaitlyn's idea." He shrugged his shoulders as he spoke. "And before you ask I don't know anything about this idea."
"If you don't know why are you here?"
"I have nowhere else to go."
"What do you mean?" Chelsea looked at him, as he got up and walked to the other side of the room. "How old are you?"
"Very old."
"Oh come on, I've had too many shocks in the recent days, your age is nothing compared to what I've been through."
"I'm 200 years old."
"Really?" He nodded. "You aren't the oldest I have met.
"I know. Your boyfriend, Oliver."
"How do you know about him?"
"Besides the consistent mumbling and shouting of his name, and the fact that he is Kaitlyn's brother. I have my resources." Chelsea bent her head, and felt the tears start to fall.
"Why am I here?"
"You'll have to ask Kaitlyn that." And he turned around and left her in the room.

A few hours later, Chelsea was still awake, just barely. The waiting time had taken a toll of her and all she wanted to do was go home, and be in her bed, maybe cuddling a teddy bear or even laying next to Oliver who could keep her safe. The rustling in the darkest corner of the room, got Chelsea's attention. Chelsea watched as something started to move and this made her scared. "Who's there?"
The figure just kept moving, and Chelsea pulled her legs closer to her body, even though it hurt her. The burning pain that was shooting through her legs didn't match the fear she had from this figure that looked like it was waking from its slumber. The thought that she was in a room with another vampire who must of been sleeping for the duration since she had been here, must of been hungry. Her heart sped up, and her breathing became strained and fast. She squinted her eyes and looked as the figure sat up in its place and slowly scooted into the light. "Oh my god. How is this possible?"
"Chelsea?" The figure looked up and spoke quietly.
"How is this even possible? You died." The figure chuckled and moved closer to her. "Mrs Phillips..."
"Please call me Sarah, I hate the word Mrs Phillips."
"Okay fine. Sarah. How are you alive?"
"You obviously know about vampires, well I'm a witch."
"Say what? Okay wait... I'm confused and how and when?"
"I was born as a witch, they developed overtime. I'm an old witch so I know how to do complicated spells like killing myself and making out like I am dead. Which is what I did to fool everyone."
"Including your own daughter?" Sarah nodded. "Why?"
"I hated my life back at home. I needed to find something knew, and when John came into town and he promised me something."
"Promised you what?"
"He said, if I fool my husband and daughter then he could make me into one of the most powerful supernatural creatures there are today. He said he knew a vampire, who knew other vampires who knew witch vampires."
"Witch vampires? I think he was lying."
"No he wasn't!" Sarah snapped.
"Has he made you into this hybrid species yet then?" Chelsea questioned her. Sarah shook her head. "When did he say he was going to do it?"
"When he 'killed' me."
"And that was when?"
"A couple of months ago."
"Sarah I hate to break this to you, but he was lying and there probably isn't a species that is a witch and vampire all in one. He was lying to you and all he wanted was you to do some spells and protect him and Kaitlyn. He-" John ran into the room, the syringe in his hand and stabbed it into Chelsea's neck and she screamed before the drug told hold of her body and knocked her out cold. He crouched down and caressed Sarah's face.
"Don't listen to a word that stupid girl has said. I promise you I will change you." He pulled her face up and planted a deep and longing kiss on her lips before letting her go and leaving the room.

Chelsea woke up, in a field. The sun shining down on her and the flowers that had to started to grow during the season. She swished her hands through the flowers and pushed herself up off the floor. She looked onwards into the light and Oliver appeared just a few metres away. His face smiling brightly as he walked closer to her. She wanted to meet him, but she was stuck. Frozen in her place and the only thing she could do was wait for him. But Oliver took his time, he looked as if he was walking at a fast pace, but in reality he was creeping. She closed her eyes and opened them and he was right infront of her caressing her face with the most beautiful smile. "Hello you."
"Oliver, how... How did you find me?"
"I've missed you."
"I've missed you too, but wait where are we?"
"Enough with the questions..." He stopped her from talking and pulled her face up to his and kissed her passionately. She had never felt this type of kiss before, the ones before were rough and playful... But this one was soft and sincere. "Chelsea, where are you?"
"What do you mean? I'm here... Right now right here with you."
"No your not. I can't see you."
"Wait what do you mean?" Oliver started to back away and this scared her, she still couldn't move from her spot. "Oliver no! Wait for me! Don't leave me."
"Wake up Chelsea."
"What?"
"I said wake up..." His voice was a whisper now as he stood back at the entrance of the flowery green field.
"Come back to me Oliver! You can't leave me. I love you, Oliver no! Please!"

Chelsea jumped and woke herself up, gasping as if she couldn't breathe properly. She patted herself down and looked at her surroundings. The green brightly coloured fields had gone, and now she was in a totally different room. She glanced up from the floor and saw a chair in front of her. The person sitting in the chair, looked down and moved her hair out of the way. "Chelsea?"
"Isabelle?"

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