Amelia was looking down at her shoes but secretly was smiling about her mother standing up for herself.

"Can you tell us what happened the night Clark's first 'abuse' towards Amelia happened?" he requested.

"I had heard from Magda that the twins where with their father, so I went over there to try and take them away from him, so we started arguing. When Amelia came down, he was about to hit me, but Amelia grabbed his arm and stopped him. Clark then pulled Amelia off him and shoved her into the stairs." Lucy explained.

"Could it of been accident?" Clark's lawyer questioned.

"No, he intended on hurting Amelia and he succeeded." Lucy snapped.

"No further questions on the first charge." the lawyer explained, embarrassed. "As you were not their the night Scarlet died, I will asked about the visions you used show Amelia." he explained, again.

"I showed Amelia, her future, because Clark made her feel so worthless that I had to show her something to prove her wrong." Lucy said.

"Even if it was a lie?" the lawyer claimed.

"I never told her a lie. Everything I showed her was true." Lucy snapped in anger.

"If you are a fortune teller like you claim. Then show me and everyone else here what would of happened if Amelia hadn't of staked her father." He asked.

"Okay." Lucy said. She moved her arm across the room with a grey light following her hand, the whole court room was now Amelia old house in their kitchen.

Suddenly Clark bit into Amelia's neck. Amelia had ofcorse tried to get away but she was to slow. her own father was slowly killing her by draining away every last drop of her lifeless blood. Amelia had to get away. She found the courage to kick her father between his legs. He stopped biting his daughter and crouched on on floor in pain. While this happened Amelia ran out of the kitchen, out of the house. She ran all the way back to her school and barged into her head master's office. He didn't yell at her. He wasn't even angry. He just told her to take a seat. She did. And she explained everything - even about her powers. She was their for two hours then she began explaining about what had happened today and she remembered Daniel. Mr. Genre-Vamp called the VSS (Vampire Social Services) and a Vampire ambulance.

Amelia was now sitting in a family room in a hospital, with her new social worker, Fiona. Fiona asked endless questions, in which Amelia did her best to answer, but in her head she was constantly thinking 'Is Daniel okay? Is Daniel okay? Is Daniel okay.', he was far worse than he was when Amelia caught a glimpse of him Amelia mentioned this so it would be obvious that Clark had done something to her brother in the past two and a half hours. Then a nurse came out from the operating room - the same nurse from when Amelia stepped in front of the car.

"I'm sorry for your loss." she said.

"No." Amelia said in disbelief.

"Your brother is dead." she added. Amelia burst out crying for the first time in mouths. Daniel's funeral was 5 weeks later. 5th January 2010. The gravestone said:

Daniel Southenra

31st October 1999 - 31st October 2009

It is sad you came to such a tragic end. But they is still one person in the world who will always love you and miss you dearly

Your beloved twin sister

Amelia Southenra

Amelia sat on her bed in her Care Home. She hadn't told anyone about her vision that her father would break from his prison cell and try to kill again her today. In fact she hadn't said a word since she was told about her brother's death. That's why when she saw her father sitting on the window sill of her open window all she said was:

"Hello dad." Clark stared at his daughter and saw the tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Now if you had let me kill you first you wouldn't feel like this would you?" Clark patronized.

"Yes dad." Amelia replied slowly reaching down and pressing her emergency button several times (every room in the care home had a emergency button).

"I can make the pain stop, make all this grieving go away." Clark begun, as Amelia started feeling under her pillow because he was getting closer to her. "It can all go away with a simple bite." he added as he showed his fangs and went to bite Amelia. Amelia took out her pocket-sized sunlight touch and shone it in his face. Clark screamed in pain and whooshed back to the window sill. He hissed at his daughter. "You had that under your pillow! That's dangerous! D-do they know you have that?" Clark asked in anger almost sounding sane.

"They don't know where I hide it to take it off me." Amelia explained. She pointed the torch at her father ready to use it again. Amelia's social worker Fiona and Mr. Roquelaire (Talitha's father) ran into the room. The two of them witnessed the scene for a few moments.

"Amelia, hand over the torch." Mr. Roquelaire ordered. Amelia tightened her grip. "Amelia, hand it over to me before you do something stupid with it!" he snapped. Amelia handed it over.

"Unharmed."Clark said as he instantly tried to attack his daughter again and a green light instantly shot from Amelia's hand and hit Clark. He turned into a stone. Clark Southenra, was trapped screaming inside a stone - forever. Mr. Roquelaire stepped forward and picked up the stone and held it in both hands. He then looked at Amelia.

"You are the Heir Of The Chosen One." Mr. Roquelaire stated.

The room changed back into the court room, and although everyone would remember what they saw at normal speed the scene whizzed past in 30 seconds.

"Simply a false Fortune Teller." the lawyer stated.

"When a Fortune Teller shows a person a vision that person feels what every person in the vision is feeling." the judge snapped. "Going by everyone's faces - including mine and yours - that is what happened. You're lying because you were proved wrong by a woman and you ashamed." he added.

"I have anther vision to show you." Lucy explained.

"Don't you dare." Amelia told her mother through telepathy.

"What?" Lucy replied.

"I don't want to feel the emotion." Amelia explained (with telepathy), and it was now obvious they where having a conversation.

"It's obvious they are planning what lies to show us next." the lawyer snapped.

"A real Fortune Teller cannot lie through her visions. A fake can. A real Fortune Teller can bring emotion with the vision. A fake cannot. As a lawyer supposedly knowing everything about vampire law I would expect you to know this!" the judge yelled.

"You were okay with the last vision." Lucy reasoned with telepathy.

"The emotions weren't that strong because it was a what if vision. What your about to show is what really happened with all the real emotion." Amelia explained.

"And you don't want to feel the emotions you felt again?" Lucy guessed.

"N0." Amelia snapped.

"Then what?" Lucy moaned.

"I don't want to feel the hatred Clark had for me. I don't want to understand why he is the way he is. All need to know is what happened and that's all I need to hate him." Amelia pleased.

"Have we finished our little conversation now?" the lawyer asked.

"Yes." Lucy replied, looking at her daughter, who was glaring at her. "I'm ready to show the vision."she added. She did the same as before, the room changed into Amelia and Daniel's old bedroom when they were a few days from their 9th birthday at Magda's house. The year long story whooshed past in 3 minutes - even through everyone would remember it at normal speed.

"I think we have enough evidence for a vote." the judge explained.

"If you believe Clark Southenra is guilty on a year's worth of child abuse towards his daughter Amelia Southenra raise your hand." he ordered - everyone raised their hands.

"All those who believe Clark Southenra is guilty on the murder of Scarlet Freemason and her parents, keep your hands raised." he ordered again. Everyone's hands stayed raised.

*+-"All those who believe Clark Southenra is guilty of the murder of his mother Lucy Van Goth Southenra." Everyone's hands hands stayed straight in the air.

"All those who believe Clark Southenra is guilty of the attempted murder of his daughter Amelia Southenra." Everyone's hands stayed firmed in the air.

"All those who believe Amelia Southenra is guilty of the murder of her father Clark Southenra." Everyone's hands dropped.

"All those who believe Amelia Southenra used self defense when murdering her father." Everyone's hands shot back up. Amelia smiled in relief.

"Clark Southenra, I sentence you to 6 mouths in a cell, with 3 sessions of torture everyday, all of them being three hours. When this is over you will be trapped in a UV cage until sunrise." he explained while everyone lowered their hands. "Amelia Southenra I sentence you to a 6 mouth curfew. Between 7PM and 7AM you are not allowed outside your home - meaning the attic of your school - you will wear a discreet tag on your wrist. If you break your curfew 3 times you will spend the rest of your sentence inside a cell. However, as you are the Heir of the Chosen One if he is in need of your assistance, your tag shall record his permission to be allowed outside during curfew, but this will add a week to your sentence." the judge told Amelia.

Amelia couldn't help but smile - even through her face was hurting because of it. She wasn't even fazed by the evil look she saw her father give as he was dragged out the room. Amelia was kindly assisted out of the court room, and taken down a corridor, which was blocked half way with a cage door. On the other side she could see her mother, Vlad, Ingrid, Talitha, Count Dracula, Emma, Becca and Raymoud. As Amelia hand cuffs were unlocked, her mother smiled at her. Amelia smiled to, just not at her mother, she was smiling at her three siblings and Vlad. The cuffs where taken off and replaced with a black tag on her right wrist. The cage door was open and Amelia ran straight past er mother and into the open arms of her three siblings. They let Vlad squeeze in the middle so the four of them where hugging Amelia. Lucy then walked down the corridor and into the nearest room. Emma, Becca, Raymoud and Vlad stopped hugging Amelia and forced her to follow.

"What's going on now?" Amelia asked.

"Lucy is your mother you have to talk to her." Vlad explained, as Amelia was forced into the room. Ingrid, Talitha and The Count where behind and stood by the door when everyone was inside.

"Hello Amelia." Lucy said, happily. Amelia was facing the back wall - which was a mirror - , her back to her mother. "Amelia will you please talk to me." she begged. Amelia stared at her reflection. "Amelia, you can't just ignore me forever." she reminded, with sadness in her voice.

"I can try." Amelia replied. Amelia stayed staring at her reflection - as if staring long enough at the mirror of the empty room apart from her, would make it real.

"Amelia, I always did my best to be a good mother to you and Daniel." she explained, with slight anger in her voice.

"You've always tried to be a good mother to me and Daniel?" Amelia asked sarcastically, but mostly anger as she slowly begun to turn around.

"You're being very childish!" she snapped.

"I'm being very childish?!" Amelia repeated with full anger, suddenly jerking round to glare at her mother. "You gave up your children to a fur-loving, power-craving bitch, who you had met two - maybe three - times, who's boyfriend was a WEREWOLF with serious anger problems AND you didn't even put your name on our birth certificates - yeah I've seen them - because you where that ashamed to have us as your children!" Amelia yelled before she was interrupted.

"That's enough!" Becca snapped at her sister.

"Shut ya face!" she snapped back. "You didn't even met us until we were 5! You abandoned your own children for 5 years! And still didn't have the decency, to tell us. In fact, when were you planning on telling us? 'When we were 18 and old enough to understand?' What did you think when we found out me and Daniel would just wanna play Happy families? . . . Of course not. Typical vampire only thinks about them self!" She screamed and about to speak again.

"AMELIA!" Raymoud bellowed, clearly pissed off, with the way she spoke to Lucy.

"Shut it!" she yelled back not looking at her brother. "You never even told us one word about Clark! What he was like! Why to stay away!" she yelled.

"Why would I of done that? You would of only asked questions." Lucy said defending herself.

"Of course we would of asked questions! It is what children who have never met their real parents do!" Amelia roared in anger. "That's why me and Daniel thought you were talking bollocks when you started ranting information about him when he came strolling along. If you had told us before - and I mean long LONG before - then instead of going to the woods or the local park to get to know him, we would have wanted to move, move as far away from him as we possibly could. Then maybe none of this would of happened, if you had told the truth!" Amelia shrieked. A tiny little voice in Amelia's head told her she had gone to far, but she ignored it and glared at her mother. The room was horribly silent for a few moments.

"What are you implying?" Lucy asked, in a angry whisper, where everyone had to strain their vampire hearing to hear her. "Are you saying everything that happened with you father is my fault?" she questioned at a hear-able - without vampire hearing - tone, but angry. Amelia took a large step forward, tilting her head back slightly so she would be nose to nose with her mother, rather than nose to chin.

"Yes." Amelia said, as she broke eye contact and walked out the room. Ingrid, Talitha and The Count didn't stop her, they only moved out the way. Amelia slapped the door behind her. She leaned against it as tears rolled down her cheeks. She then saw Clark, who had clearly escaped and a small bag around his shoulders, Amelia was to frightened to move, to frightened to scream, until Clark grabbed her and as he did so Amelia screamed for her unlife. Instantly everyone whooshed out the room.

"Clark let her go!" Talitha demanded, As Amelia struggled to try and get out of her father's tight grip.

"Ha!" Clark mocked. "If you think I'm going to let them torture me for 6mouths and 9 hours a day, then be left to roast in the sunlight, then you're wrong." he yelled. Amelia was frantically trying to break free. "Keep still Brat!" he shouted as he scratched Amelia's face from the center of her cheek to the bottom of her chin. The pain caused Amelia to keep still, because she was so focused on he pain, not because she wanted to. "I'm taking her away. And you won't find her. And even if you do, she'll be dead!" Clark warned. He whooshed away, with Amelia in his arms.

Amelia's old house during the dreamworld . . .

They stood in the middle of the living room. On the way Clark had took a chair and a large piece of rope. Amelia was forced into the chair and tied to it with Vampire speed. Suddenly, when Amelia was tied up, Vlad got inside Amelia head and could see and hear everything she did. Lucy was able to see to, but she had mostly seen Amelia in the basement or her house, so with the house being empty apart from Clark and Amelia she couldn't recognize it, but Amelia did and it brought back too many memories. Clark knelled down on the floor and emptied it. Torture weapons. Amelia could tell instantly. He was going to torture her.

"Time to die." he said evilly as he picked up a small knife.

"Fine." Amelia replied, her eyes fixed on the point of the knife. 'Amelia what are you doing?' Vlad asked. 'Shut up!' she replied with telepathy.

"Excuse me?" Clark asked.

"Kill me." she ordered.

"You want to die?" Clark asked confused.

"No." she admitted. "But I'm sitting right here. After all this time you finally have me pinned down and captured. So finish the job. Kill me!" She ordered again. Clark got the knife ready, but when he was millimeters from cutting her breast. "Or does this just make you a coward?" Amelia asked. 'What is she doing now?' Emma asked. 'Something cleaver.' Raymoud explained.

"Did you just call me a coward?" Clark asked

"Well you are. A proper vampire, a proper man would let their victims run free. Hunt them down then kill them. You, you're missing the best part . . . Come on! What are you afraid of? Being beaten by a girl - again?" Amelia teased. Clark glared for a few moments then used vampire speed to free his daughter.

"Don't even think about running away!" he warned.

"Never was a daddy's girl." Amelia snapped. She used her to move the chair, rope, bag and torture weapons to the kitchen. She then used her powers to make a ball of green light between her and her father. "A fight to the dust. No weapons. No walking away. No torture. Just the powers we have. Agreed?" Amelia explained.

"Agreed." Clark said as he touched the light at the same time as Amelia did. The light suddenly spread across the entire living room - pushing the sofa out of the way as it did so - trapping Amelia and Clark to fight to the dust. Suddenly, Clark threw blue lighting at Amelia, who instantly blocked it with her own red lighting. They thew their blue and red lighting and fireballs for 5 minutes, until Amelia was slow with her blocking and got hit in the chest by a fireball. She fell to the ground. Clark went to bite her, so she rolled over, making him trip as she did so. She got to her feet and starting hitting and kicking her father as hard as she could. "Stop." Clark begged weakly.

"Why should I?" Amelia snapped in replie. "You . . . never . . . did!"She screamed, kicking or punching her father with all her strength in every break. She then rolled her father so he was face down on the floor. Amelia then sat on his back. "You know I may not be a good reader and writer when it comes to English, but when I reading and writing in Transylvanian I'm so confidant I can use super speed, when doing it." Amelia explained.

"What has that got to do with anything?" Clark asked, still weak.

"Silence!" Amelia snapped, whacking her father's head hard. "On my 11th birthday, I stuck downstairs because I heard a parcel being dropped in our postbox. It was a parcel addressed to me and Daniel, it didn't say who it was from. I had never had anything to myself, so I never showed Daniel . . . The book was called 'Vampire Life/Myths and Legends' and was a latest edition published 2009 and had 35 chapters about 300 pages each and had 5 chapters about Vampire Law 6 about The chosen one, his rise to power all that blah blah. 4 about the Heir of the Chosen One - mostly just prophecies - however their was 20 chapters that are all about you." Amelia explained.

"Still not seeing the point of what your saying." Clark informed Amelia, who instantly grabbed Clark's head by his hair.

"What did I say about being silent?" she hissed into his ear and slammed his face back to the floor. "Now the 20 chapters, that are all about you and they were quite interesting, learning about your life. All my half brothers and sisters from your side. Your twin Amelia Southenra 1st. However I found the 4 chapters on the Heir Of The Chosen One the most interesting. Like I said mostly just prophecies, but two of them strangely seemed like it was referring to me. 'The 7th daughter of a mad-man will be the Heir to the Chosen One.' and 'When the Heir's biggest lie becomes truth, she shall need several of her powers early, she can do this by drinking the blood from her father - however her father must also be her brother, for it to work properly.' Which means I can temperamentally get my powers early." Amelia stopped talking for a moment to put her mouth by her father's ear. "Things really aren't going your way today - are they?" Amelia asked sarcastically. She used her nail to cut Clark's wrist and sucked on the bleeding wound. Suddenly Clark pulled away and got to his feet. His nose was covered blood, from when she kept hitting the floor with his head. Amelia smiled at the thought of his pain. She hadn't drunk enough blood for her to get her powers early, but she felt a point at the end of her teeth. Se had fangs. Amelia and Clark fought again, throwing lighting ad fireballs, but the moment Amelia got the change she leaped out and bit her father's neck. After a minute Amelia got kicked in the stomach. She ended up the floor in pain, but instantly got up and continued to fight. Clark was now at a very big disadvantage. Amelia threw a fierce bolt of lighting at her father, he did the same, the two clashing together in the middle. (Amelia's blue, Clark's green.)

"You may have got all your power early . . . " Clark yelled. " . . . but it's only temporarily. And by then you'll be too tried to carry on! You won't defeat me!" he added. "The only vampire who has the power to dust is The Chosen One. Until Vlad is dust you Brat are not The Chosen One!" he screamed. Suddenly, the blue lighting reach across so the green lighting was only half a meter long. "You can't fight be off forever!" he shouted. Amelia threw the lighting to the side of the room.

"Your right." Amelia stated. "For once." she added. She raised her arms, as she did so their was yelling in her head from everyone, but Amelia knew what she was doing. Clark showed his fangs.

"Prepare to die." he threatened, slowly. He begun to slowly walk to his daughter/sister.

"I maybe not be able to ash you." Amelia explained when Clark was a meter from her. "But I can zone you!" she snapped, putting her hand on Clark's lifeless heart as he went to bite her creating a green light that turned Clark Southenra to stone. The force field she created dissolved into nothingness. Amelia walked to the kitchen and picked up the bag that used to contain the torture weapons. Their was something else inside. Amelia took it out. It was a knife in a plastic bag, the knife was covered in dry blood - Amelia knew it was hers, from when Clark had stabbed her in the gut. Amelia threw it to ground and backed away several steps before briskly turning around and whooshing back towards the stone.

The house was slowly falling apart. Amelia could tell from the moment she and Clark entered. The fight didn't help. The house was going to collapse any minute. Amelia grabbed the stone and put it inside the bag. She put the bag on and shape sifted into a bat. She flew to the ceiling stayed their flapping for a few moments to stretch her wings. She was about to fly out the window, when a wooden pillar fell and hit Amelia's wing which caused her to fall back to the ground - she shape shifted back to her own form on the way down. Amelia tried to get away but the pillar was pinning her to the floor.

Suddenly, the whole house collapsed on Amelia.

What do you think? I know this was long,but I normally write 3,000 or so words per chapter and one of the chapters in this story was only around 2,000 so this makes up for it. I'm a bad bad girl, I've left you on a massive cliffhanger. Then that is what BBC shows are best at - even the children's channel and FanFiction writers.

Please review (I will leave you on this cliffhanger forever if you don't),

MD,

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