A Race Against Demons

Maddie had packed her bags silently, not sparing her father another word or so much as a glance. She knew he could feel the obvious contempt from her, knew that he wanted to make it up to her in some way, but she didn't need his fake sympathy.

She wanted to stay behind and fight her battle, not run away from it.

For the rest of that day, she'd walked around the house in a silent bubble, totally ignoring her father. Over breakfast, he'd told her they'll start their journey to New Orleans in the evening. She'd stared at the piece of cold scrambled eggs before her, hating the sound of her father's voice as he'd said those words. She'd felt relieved when he finally finished his breakfast and left the kitchen.

Ayesha had never come back with the Ravenwoods as she'd promised, and Maddie had felt a growing sense of betrayal fill her up. In the end she'd thrown her Celestial Blade against the opposite wall in anger, feeling a momentary satisfaction as the blade had buried itself in the wall.