3 Chapter Three

You realize of course, that this isn't going to work, right?" Mason said softly

"I'll try to make it work" Cheryl growled tightening her grip on the lamp post outside of her house and moving to wrap her legs around it as well.

Mason sighed alongside Elijah who seemed just as done as the taller man with the girls antics while Oliver seemed to quite enjoy her energy and persistance. A few feet away James was having an existencial crisis. In all his years of work he had never met such an annoying case. He did contemplate killing her on the spot but he had strict orders to not kill his kings only child.

Elijah rolled his shoulders, moving to garb her waist trying to pull her away from the lamp but the second he did it was like he had pressed a panic button as Cheryl started screaming at the top of her lungs. The full blooded vampires were quick to close their ears. Once the hands were off of her personal space Cheryl stopped screaming and smirked at Elijah.

"Okay" Elijah snapped, digging his fingers in his left eye and removing it.

Cheryl's jaw fell, leaving out a weak, shocked gasp as she got naruto flashbacks before falling limp in his arms. Using one hand to balance the unconcious girl, he put back his eye.

"Sometimes having a fake eye is a blessing"

James, with his hair a mess, finally walked towards them "Couldn't you have done that earlier?" he choked out.

Cheryl jolted awake, eyes wide with the memory of the dark skinned man removing one of his striking blue eyes. She felt like fainting again when a cup with something hot appeared in front of her her face. Looking up she found Oliver who was wearing a sweet smile.

"I have hot chocolate" he placed it in her hands "Aaand, pictures of Keira Knightley, you strike me as the kind of girl who would love her" Cheryl just continued to stare at the green shirt with the actresses face on it.

"If you dont want it-" Oliver moved to throw it away but with a swift movement the albino grabbed the shirt, holding it protectively close to her. So, holding her hot chocolate and the shirt she moved to sit by the window. Still shocked by the eye thing she remained unmoving and silent.

Fifteen minutes later, and the men stood close to each other while looking at her trying to asses the damage of the situation.

"Has she been drinking the same cup of hot chocolate for fifteen minutes now while hugging that stupid shirt?"

"No, she had two refills. The girl chucks it down faster than you chuck down coffe, Jamie" Oliver informed.

"Do you think Lijah traumatized her forever?" asked Mason tugging on the collar of his black, form fitting shirt. "Does she even know that we are on a plane?"

Cheryl chocked on her drink, apparently overhearing them. Dropping down her drink she pulled her legs on her seat, while gripping at the leather of the seat "Whomst the fuck?!"

"She does now" whispered Elijah as James hanged his head

"Goodbye silence. Hello, screaming and more screaming"

Hugging the Keira Knightley hoodie close to her chest Cheryl walked out of the airplane surrounded by the men who decided that it would be best to cover every possibl exit in case she decided to try escape again. Honestly, James' patience was running too thin for his own good and who knows what he would have done next if started screaming again.

Cheryl was too shocked to think of an escape plan as her purple eyes were glued on the castle in front her. It was how she imagined it would be, it was a very childlike design in her opinion. The castle was huge, with its tallest dark in color, just like the rest of the castle, tower reached the sky. The sky was dark and full of clouds, inside the clouds however the moon made it's appearance. Starring down at her. In her opinion, it was propably laughing at her.

Cheryl scowled in anger, her hands becoming fists around the green colored hoodie which she suddenly felt like tearing apart. But she had too much respect for the actress to ever destroy it, such face should never be destroyed, even in picture.

The girl looked around at the men surrounding her. They looked much more serious than before, for a second she forgot they were trained guards, who could kill her in the blink of an eye. The only reaosn they hadn't was because of her lineage. James was pretty close to doing it.

Looking ahead of her, the short girl took a deep brother, trying to keep her composure. The last thing she needed was to seem like a scared little girl in front of full blooded vampires. No, she wouldn't allow that to happen.

Deep in thought she almost hit Elijah's back when he stopped in front of the gates waiting patiently. Cheryl furrowed her eyebrows looking around, yet the men paid her no mind as they kept starring at the gates. With a loud sound the heavy doors moved, revealing the inside of the castle hall to the five of them.

The men started moving but Cheryl forgot the basic movement called walking. She only moved when Oliver gently pushed her back reminding her that she didn't really have any other alternatives instead of going forward.

The vampires walked in sync inside the castle halls, Cheryl trying to keep up with them while also trying to take in her new surroundings. She wanted to tell them to slow down since she had never been in a castle before but they had already reached their destination. Another set of dark colored doors stood in front of them and once again the men waited patiently, ignoring the nervous albino who kept biting her lip.

The doors opened and a she took a deep breath.