8 years later
“Happy birthday Ares!” We all yelled, trying to surprise him, but who were we kidding he already knew.
“I knew you wouldn’t forget.” He smiled at us all. “Auggie said everyone had forgotten about my birthday and that’s why no one had said it to me yet.”
“Augustus Daimen Barlowe! Did you really tell your brother that?” Kiran scolded him.
“I thought if he believed it he would actually be surprised.” Augustus explained.
“I’ll talk to him, keep the party going.” Kiran told me, kissing my temple, before pointing to the door to let Augusutus know to walk out.
I hugged Ares, holding him tightly for a long moment before he complained.
“Mom.”
“Sorry
I traveled to the spot in the yard, not believing my eyes from that distance. I approached the figure in the moonlight cautiously. He turned when he heard me step on a twig. That long black hair and dark eyes met mine. He smiled widely at me, swooning my heart the way he use to. “Percy?” I cried. “Hey, Zae.” “You as.shole.” I went to punch him but my hand went right through him. He laughed at me. “I figured you’d try to hit me. Sorry I don’t have a body anymore to hit.” He shook his head at me. “I’m sorry, Zae.” “You should be. You have no idea how much this has hurt. Damit Perc, you should have told me. I would have stopped it!” I yelled at him, tears flowing out of me like a waterfall. “You couldn’t have. Trust me, I didn’t want to leave our Ares, but it was the only way.” He sighed. His transparent hand reached for my face. I could feel him the same way I feel the air across my cheek. “Our Ares could really use a visit from you.” I told him. “I only have one more of
"Quit messing around Emerson!" I knew I shouldn't have gotten in the car with this idiot. "Oh calm down. It's not like we can die." He gave me a stupid grin, letting me know he wasn't done acting stupid. He shifted gears drifting the car around the curve of the cliff. "Doesn't mean we won't get hurt when you crash!" I held on to the handle over my head. Emerson was a giant of a man. He was 6'5 with a physique of a bodybuilder. He was only 20, but his muscle busted through almost every shirt he owned. He was always seeking a new thrill, anything to get his adrenaline running. The street lights zoomed past us, illuminating the inside of the car every few seconds, showing me the excitement swirling in his eyes.Emerson blasted his rock music as he continued to speed down the road. This year he decided to dye his hair a cool silver with a black undertone. He finally finished his tattoo sleeve, on his right arm, with a drop of blood outlined in black. He said it's for the blood we don't
I raced to the door avoiding eye contact with anyone outside. I tried not to breathe too deeply, afraid I would inhale an intoxicating smell. I opened the doors to the convenience store holding my breath for as long as I could. I spotted them all at the register. At least they weren't all spread out through the store. I made my way towards them, until I felt it. The tendrils of my destined one wrap around me. Are you kidding me? The one time, really? The one time I go into a public place. This has got to be a fucking joke. One rule. I have one rule, and because of Emerson it's broken. I could feel the tendrils of the destined one's magic solidifying, but I couldn't tell who it was yet. That is until I couldn't hold my breath any longer. I inhaled right by Emerson, hoping maybe his stench would block out my destined one's scent. I gave little credit to the pull of a destined one, it seems. Their smell couldn't be overpowered by anything. Of course it had to be the guy working the
"Injuries?" I shouted. "Bullet grazed me on my side." Tally reported. "I've got a bullet lodged in my thigh. They were using silver. Someone needs to pull it out of me." Emerson called. "I'm good. Injury free." Percy called out. I felt relief at that. "I cut my hand on some glass. Aside from that, I am good." Kellan finally answered. "What about you?" Emerson asked. "Not a scratch. Why do you think I am the one that leads?" I said arrogantly. I was trying to lighten the mood. They all laughed. "Witnesses?" Tally asked. We always had to get rid of witnesses…. Kiran. "There were two in the store when I entered. They seem to have been shot dead already." I answered, emitting Kiran. "What about the guy running the register?" Percy asked, his all seeing eyes, I swear. "Gone." I lied. I waved my hand around, under the counter, covering Kiran with my shadows. Percy can't see past them. He checked behind the counter, not believing me. There's little trust in this group. We all fi
Kiran's P.O.V.Mom had always told me there were monsters in this world. Creatures hidden in the darkness that we just couldn't see. I always thought it was the rantings of a junkie, but maybe she did actually see something. I watched as this beauty with dark purple hair and lilac eyes disappeared into the earth… swallowed whole by a shadow. A shadow weaver, she said. She didn't tell me why she saved me. She didn't tell me much of anything, really. She fixed the place up like nothing happened. Too bad she can't fix my mind like that. My world just exploded. Now every time someone walks through those doors, I'll wonder if they are human. 'Are you human?' She had asked me. Her first question to me. I guess my response gave it away quickly. I'm human alright. Only now I'm a human that knows. I fell back on the floor still trying to process everything that had happened. This girl was a badass. Not to mention hot as fuck. I had watched her through the corner mirror above the register
Zerena's P.O.V.I had managed to get back to the car right as it pulled into the lab. Emerson tried not to jump. Of course, Kellan was sitting in my spot so I ended up on his lap unintentionally. "I knew you wanted me." He smirked and I pretended to gag. "I'd punch you in the nose if we weren't already here."I got off his lap, taking a seat between Tally and Percy in the back. I rested my feet on the middle console. "Hey!" Emerson pushed my feet off. "No feet on the console." I forget how possessive he is of his vehicle. It has to be in top condition at all times… mechanically and cosmetically. God forbid he gets caught in a beat down car. "Here we go." Percy sighed. Anytime he says that as we pull in I know it means the Scientist isn't happy. He has a name, but I refuse to call him anything other than the Scientist. We're in for either a long talking to with no food for 12 hours, or it's a beating. At worst it’s another experiment. Emerson parked the car in the basement garag
I knocked on Kellan's door. His electric blue eyes looked at me in surprise before a large smile spread across his face. His hair was down around his shoulder instead of in its usually small pony tail. I saw the muscles of his strong jaw tense as he took me into his room. His large hands grabbed my arm firmly. "What's this late night visit, Zerena?" He whispered into my ear seductively. "Don't make me say it, or I'll leave." I rolled my eyes at him. He closed the door and pinned me against the wall. He held my wrists together, above my head with one of his hands. The other hand began to play at the hem of my shirt. His fingers grazed softly over my skin. He was being a tease. He kissed my neck, but it felt a bit disgusting. His touches weren't doing anything for me. This isn't what I thought it'd be like. It's not like it was last time. It's not going to help with anything if I can't get past this gross feeling. "I need a song." I tried to hint at him. He kissed my neck, making m
I kicked my shoes off and laid in bed pretending like I actually got some sleep. This won't be the first time that sleep eludes me for a night. Hopefully today won't be too exhausting. Every day is something new with Scientist. The bell chimed loudly over the speakers in our rooms letting us know it was time to get up. I changed clothes, putting on a tight silky shirt and workout pants. Most of my stuff is black and consists of clothes that are easy to maneuver in. There's an occasional fancy dress or two for when we go undercover. Aside from that, there's not much use for anything else. We're not allowed out unless we're running an errand for the scientist, and even then we're not to be seen. I made my way to the center room. It was lined with light blue tiles the color of clear ocean water. The room was large with white walls and white hard sofa chairs. The coffee table was glass as well as the end tables. There was a white fireplace that's never used. Everything was kept organize