Blood and Chocolate Page #3
in the States.
So now l write from wherever l travel,
send it in to my publisher.
Since you were 1 7?
But my point is,
l know what it feels like not to want
what they want for you.
But it's your life. You don't get another.
And in any other, l wouldn't be here.
So am l going to see you again?
-No.
-Never?
-Ever.
-So l guess this is goodbye then.
Your family don't have to know.
lf that's the way you want it.
lt's the way you should want it, too.
So what's your train ticket say?
l'm mean, what's the date on it?
l tore it up. l'm inspired now.
l'm starting over with the book.
All over?
lt's going to be about the Magyar princes
and Bucharest castle.
Back in the Ioup-garou glory days,
when they ran the city.
And their rise and fall.
Why do they have to fall?
What? People who can turn themselves
into animals?
How could we not be threatened by that?
Hey, if you don't want me to let them fall...
-Hey, what's the matter?
-Nothing, l cut myself.
-You did? Let me see.
-No! l have to get home.
-You don't have to go home.
-Yes, she does.
Caution with my cousin, meat.
Many men have courted her,
none have survived to tell the tale.
Leave him alone, Rafe.
Some girls will steal your heart,
this b*tch'll eat it.
Take your hands off her.
What? Didn't she tell you?
She's promised to someone. A man.
An important man.
Leave him alone!
The man who brought her home
after she got her parents killed.
She told you that, right?
That they were slaughtered
and it was her fault?
What's he talking about?
She's taken, friend. She owes a man.
She's not for you.
He's a rare find, isn't he? Medium rare.
Go to hell.
Yes, l probably will.
What's he talking about, ''taken''?
We can't meet again.
We can do whatever we want.
What the hell is wrong, Vivian?
l told you about my family from the start.
The hell with your family, right?
What, do they own you?
Are you gonna let them own you?
l won't let you be my fault.
They talk of secrets, our secrets.
These four heard her themselves.
ls she protecting the pack?
Who is he?
He's meat.
American brand.
She talks to him of Ioup-garous, Gabriel.
She has grown feelings for him?
Then you will take care of that for me.
-Me?
-Yes.
l'm sure you'll know what to do.
Bribe him, threaten him. Whatever it takes.
He spends not one more night in this city.
He stays, he dies.
''Forgive me.
I've so much to say and so IittIe time.
''Meet me at SiIestru ChapeI
north of the city tonight at 6.:00.
''Vivian. ''
How is this for a resting place?
lt was built in the 13th century,
supposedly on soil brought
from the Holy Land.
So many people wanted to be buried here
that the cemetery overflowed.
So they improvised.
Where's Vivian?
l like to think they're saying,
''Come on, it's not so bad.''
l asked where's Vivian.
Not with you.
Little Vivian, she's like a wounded animal,
you see:
She's had her heart broken
one too many times.
You're here to protect her?
Merely from herself. So, when's your train?
-What if l'm not on it?
-Then what's left of you will be.
Unless, of course,
you'd rather be buried here, you know.
-As a ceiling fan or something.
-Why am l such a threat?
She's a fragile girl.
No, no, why am l such a threat to you?
Oh, no, my friend. You're not a threat.
This is a threat.
You'll leave Romania on the next train.
You won't write to her, talk to her,
or come looking for her ever again.
Because if you so much as breathe
her name...
Do you hear me breathing?
Yes, look! Look what you've done!
You stupid meat, l was here to save you,
to warn you.
But now, now you're mine.
Bless this food for our use
and us to thy service.
l'll take the train, l swear it.
l'm gone. l'm on that train.
l am the train.
Oh, my God, it's silver.
So your playmate's home tonight.
You should come see me.
Not tonight, Astrid.
These old laws, you can change them.
Seven years, why seven?
Real wolves mate for life.
Not another word.
Come on. We used to set this place on fire.
We all grow old, Astrid.
We have to do it with dignity.
Aiden? What...
Aiden, what happened?
Your cousin.
-Rafe? What are you...
-Stay back.
Why do you know so much about wolves,
Vivian?
What are you talking about?
How badly are you hurt?
ls it 'cause you knew he was one, huh?
Loup-garou. Like the legend.
Like a comic book.
Where is he?
Extinct.
Take it.
Go on, take it. lt's silver.
-Protect me from who? From you?
You're not possible.
Get out of town. Get out of Romania.
Get out and never come back.
lf they find you, they'll kill you.
Oh, it's ''they'' now, huh?
What did you want from me, the truth?
Listen, my life is over. l just killed someone!
They're gonna find my prints, my blood.
What am l gonna tell them?
What will you tell them?
lt's just too much to ask, l guess,
just a human girl.
-Aiden, l never wanted...
-lt's too late for that.
lf you cared a goddamn thing about me,
you would've left me before we ever met.
Aiden.
May l help you, sir?
Yes, as a matter of fact you can.
Are these real silver?
Of course.
Thank you.
We went to find him.
He'd been gone for so long.
What is it, Vivian?
His car's outside.
What's happened?
Our son is dead.
He will be avenged.
Do you need some help?
No. No, thank you, Officers.
l'm just waiting for my train.
My lords and ladies.
Man has forced us to hide our true nature.
He has persecuted us for centuries.
Last night, he took yet another life.
The life of my son.
But we will have vengeance,
for his murderer is here.
No!
Him!
Rafe went to kill him.
This man knew our secret
because one of us let him get too near.
And how would you know that?
Did Rafe hunt him down on his own,
or did you send him?
He killed my son.
He must pay with his blood.
You sent your own son to his death
over me?
Enough!
lf he lives,
he will bring the hunters in the night.
Just like the ones who killed your parents.
And it will be all your fault again.
There's a river within those woods.
you win your life.
No.
Wish your enemy well.
Wish him well.
Run.
You say man is a heartless killer.
How are we any different?
We only kill to survive.
Take her to the car till l come back.
Stupid girl. You are Ioup-garou.
Creeks lead to rivers.
But l crossed the river.
The river.
What about your goddamn river, huh?
Oh, Jesus, no.
l'm sorry, l...
Please don't kill me.
Hold on, there's a road ahead.
We have to get you to a hospital.
No, hospitals only make it worse.
Then where?
There's a place.
Vivian! You home, little girl?
They won't look for us here.
This is a film company.
Do you know what makes
photographs work?
Silver.
They say, even now,
it'll kill you to breathe it.
Will it?
lt's already in my bloodstream.
Once it's in, it stays in, unless it's treated.
Treated how?
There's an anti-serum for silver
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