Vampires Realm Prophecy 01 - Child of Light

the tiniest bit better.
    She hopped up onto the table and sat on the edge with her hands pressed into the tabletop.
    “Just why did I have to be hidden?” she said. He stopped packing things into a bag and his look turned pensive, but he didn’t speak. “What is it I’ve done?”
    “It has nothing to do with what you have done, it is what you will do.”
    She gave him a confused look. “What I’ll do?”
    “The prophecy?” He frowned at her and she realised that he did know things that she didn’t.
    “What?”
    He inclined his head a fraction and his voice filled with disbelief. “You don’t know?”
    She shook her head. Did she really want to know? Did she want to know the things she was supposedly going to do? Her brother and the lord of Aurorea had said they would hunt her down for the safety of their kind. Was she that much of a danger? Was she somehow going to be responsible for killing them all?
    She waited in silence while he propped himself up against the table he’d been arranging things on and looked at her. She got the feeling that he was trying to figure out how to break things to her. Her stomach twisted and turned in a riot of nerves and apprehension. He was taking so long to tell her that it had to be bad. Was he trying to find a way to word it so it didn’t seem so terrible? She wished that he’d just tell her straight and tell her quickly.
    “There is a prophecy. It foretells the end of our kind at the hands of one of our own. The child of the prophecy will come and on a dark day they will destroy all demons.”
    His words lodged in her mind, the only sound in the ringing emptiness that had filled it on hearing them. She was going to destroy them all. Not just vampires, but all demons. What kind of terrible power did she have? She cast her eyes downwards and tried to make sense of it all. Her head swam again and she closed her eyes, trying to stop herself from feeling as though she was swaying rather than sitting still. Her hand moved to her stomach as it rumbled and ached.
    Opening her eyes, she stared blankly at the dusty concrete floor.
    She was going to be the end of all demons.
    “If that’s true... you should have left me to die.” Her voice was a broken whisper as it all began to sink in, filling her with a sense of dread about what her future held. What reason could she have for doing something so terrible, so horrifying? There must have been millions of demons roaming the planet and she was going to kill them all.
    She listened to him moving across the room and stared at his boots as they appeared in her view.
    “I probably should have gone through with my duty and executed you,” he said and she tensed, her body going rigid with fear at those words. He was supposed to be her executioner? “But I could not sense anything bad about you, I did not see anything like that in your blood. I am uncertain as to how it happened or how it is possible for me to see what I have, but I did, and I could not ignore it.”
    She slowly raised her head and met his eyes. They had a distant look in them, one that told her a lot about him. Deep inside there was a part of him that wished he had done his duty, but there had been another part of him that hadn’t been able to bring himself to go through with it. He seemed like the kind of man who valued his standing amongst his family, who awoke every night to fulfil his duty to his house to the best of his abilities. This kind of man would see honour in dying to protect something dear to him, and it was clear that his family and his position were very close to his heart.
    So what could he have possibly seen to make him change his mind, to make him go against his orders and rescue her when he should have been killing her? She couldn’t imagine what it would take to turn someone like him against his own bloodline. She knew the laws, knew that he had broken at least one of them in helping her.
    He was still looking at her, his eyes never having strayed from hers the whole time she was thinking. There was a hint of sadness in them, hidden just below the surface but not far enough away for her not to see it. She still couldn’t get over how they almost perfectly matched the green eyes of a Caelestis vampire in its demon guise.
    He moved slightly and she found the courage to ask him another question.
    “What did you see?”
    He looked at the wall behind her and his brows drew into a thoughtful frown. “Battles, blood, you... it was all hazy,