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mouth as a light
fog suddenly moved across the floor, twisting and twirling around itself until I was seeing the image of a man. Marcas .
    He was leaning forward, his hands
grasping something as he stared at me. A doorway maybe. His image was almost translucent, but he was here, and I suddenly wanted to
sob. I reached out tentatively, my hand moving along his fog-like cheek.
    "We
are stronger, Dayton. Together, we are powerful. Trust me."
    Trusting him wasn't hard. The idea of
losing him was. There were sudden footsteps above my head, and I looked away
from Marcas ' image, my gaze focused on the stairwell.
    "Fight,
Day. Whatever happens, fight. I am coming."
    I looked back at the fog. It was beginning
to dissipate now. His hand reached for me.
    "I'll
never forsake you ," Marcas said. And with that, he was gone.
    I wondered if he knew how much those
words meant to me. It was more powerful than "I love you." He would
never abandon me. After losing most of my family to abandonment, death, and
betrayal, his words dug themselves into my soul and made a home there.
    "I trust you," I whispered
just as the door at the top of the stairs burst open.
    I looked up, my eyes searching the
darkness with my night vision only to find my frightened sister beckoning me
urgently from above. I took the stairs two at a time.
    "He's feeding," Amber hissed
hurriedly as I reached her. "And then he's coming for you. We have to go
now."
    I peered over her shoulder into the
corridor.
    "Then let's go."
    She took my hand in hers, and we moved
through the hallways. For anyone who had not lived or worked at the Abbey, the
place was a maze of confusing passageways, offices, rooms, and places of study,
but Amber and I knew the huge structure well.
    We were approaching the corridor leading
to the foyer when I felt him. One moment, I was running, the next, the Seal's
power was slamming into me, and I was thrown into the Abbey's stone wall, my
heart pounding, the breath knocked out of me as I slid down to the floor.
Amber's hand was no longer in mine, and she was peering down at me, her face
pale with fear.
    "What happened?" she asked as
I stood up, my hands held out, my body throbbing.
    "I don't know," I answered
honestly, reaching out with my power as I glanced around the hallway.
    At first, there was nothing, and then I
discovered the shield. It was a force field of magic, obviously created by the
ring. It didn't feel like Demon power. Shit!
    "He knows I'm out," I said
shakily.
    The corridor was a trap. I looked toward
the stairs leading up to the Abbey's upper levels just as a roar filled the
back of the Abbey.
    "Run!" I yelled at Amber, my
fingers pointing at the stairs.
    She sprinted toward them, and I
followed, keeping myself between her and the Demon I knew was coming after me.
She was on the second flight of steps when she squealed, and I looked up to
find the stairs blocked by a group of Sisters, their eyes white and glassy. I
groaned.
    "Forgive me, Lord, for I have
sinned," I mumbled as I lifted my hands.
    A white ball of light formed in my
palms, and I shoved it at the Sisters. Even with the trance, their eyes widened
as my power hit them, sending them flying backward into the wall of the corridor
behind them. Amber faltered only slightly, her eyes moving from me to the
immobile bodies as we climbed over them and continued running. I hadn't killed
them. This much I knew.
    There was another roar behind us, vile
curse words strung so closely together, I'd even have trouble repeating them. I didn't slow down, but Amber did. She
tripped ahead of me, and I grabbed her by the arm, pulling her forcibly into a
standing position before shoving her from behind.
    "Move!"
    There wasn't time for kindness.
    "He's going to kill us!" Amber
sobbed.
    I knew she was scared. My own heart was
beating so hard, I expected it to pop right out of my chest. But I wasn't
afraid of death. No, Damon had something much worse planned for me. He wanted
me alive and bound to him.