A week. A whole damn week and not one word from him. Not a single damn word, sight or smell from the whole damn demon. Fye was irritated. No, she was beyond irritated she was pissed. Then irritated again because she couldn’t even understand why she was pissed to begin with. There were no strings holding her back. No promises to keep him by her side no matter how worried she was about the prophecy.
The prophecy.
It was a continuous nagging at the back of her head, distracting her from her work. She didn’t want to think about it, didn’t want to acknowledge it or the fact that she’s-No! She wouldn’t say it…not now.
Not ever!, she affirmed herself.
Steeling herself against her thoughts she dove harder into her laptop, pulling up every article she could find on the Internet about the house and its ghost. Trying to find the demon itself was proving too difficult with what she had with her so she thought to try looking through the family angle to see why they may have been targeted. Her digging of the historical archives revealed nothing from the local history so she was hoping a more deeper dig of the family history would shed some light. Sitting on the hotel bed with the laptop propped on a pillow in her lap, her fingers clacked on the keys even as her mind wondered back to the last night with the demon.
How long he held her like that she never knew. She had fallen asleep in his arms, feeling his warm chest pressed against hers as he held her tight. When she had woken up she found herself alone in a hotel room lying on the bed, the demon gone. Confused she had backed tracked to the building that she had thought was his home but walking through the front door she found the building empty, a shell of its former self. A quick search on the net proved the building had indeed been empty for years and her sweep of the place said two things; either he used his powers to make this place his and when he left it reverted back to its original state or he connected the doors to the actual building that he lived in, wherever that is. She has no way of knowing and it irritated her to no end. She has no way to contact him. No way to know if he’s safe or not. No way to know if he’s even still alive.
Shaking her head she slammed her hands on the laptop, sending the current website she was on in a frenzy as she pushed it away feeling useless. Standing, she started throwing her things back in her pack thinking of going back to the house to do another useless sweep. Her anger moved her, slamming her things inside the pack as her blood boiled, pissed at a certain ruby red demon. Thinking of the demon her movements slowed. With her hand half way in her pack she stopped. Her shoulders slumped, her spirit defeated she heaved a sigh and sat on the bed with her face in her hand.
“What am I doing?” she silently asked herself.
“Being in love my dear.”
Jerking she looked up to see Kim sitting next to her, but this Kim gave off no heat, no sense of presence and the bed gave no sign of anyone sitting there so Fye knew this Kim was just a soul projection of the real Kim.
Heaving another sigh she slumped her shoulders again, “Kim what are you doing here?”
Kim’s lips smirked slightly at the fact that Fye didn’t even deny her comment of being in love. Quick to hide it, she swept her eyes around the small room, “Merely checking on my favorite daughter.”
Fye gave a small laugh, “Mothers aren’t supposed to have favorite children. It'll make my sisters jealous.”
Smiling Kim turned sad eyes to the young hunter, “I’m sorry my dear.”
A small smile twitched on Fye’s lips, “It’s ok Kim. I know why it had to be done.”
Kim watched her sadly as the memories of years past played in her head. The Golden family has always relied on her words for guidance to ensure the prophecy. As the family heads changed she would receive visions on who the next head was to be. That child would then be taken from their families, trained in the ancient arts of demon hunting and led to become the new head as everyone in the family held their breathe to see if the prophecy will come true with this one. When Kim had received visions of Fye, some of the most powerful visions she had ever received in her long life, Fye was surrounded by her family of loving parents with 12 older sisters, training in the branch family to guard and protect the main family. Now Fye must learn to handle the family as the most promising head in generations while her sisters are held at bay to prevent her from distraction. And now her visions of the young girl are coming true and fulfilling the prophecy…no mater how much she dreads what the girl must endure.
Smiling Kim reached up a ghostly hand to Fye’s cheeks, “Your family still asks about you. Even today your younger sisters came to ask me questions about the famous older sister they’ve never met.”
Laughing Fye leaned back on her hands, “Tris and Alicia right? They were born after I left. How old are they now?”
Laughing along with her Kim smiles, “They’re joking how they’re older than me now at 14 years old.”
They laughed at the joke and reminisce some more at the day darkened. The day gone the room grew quiet again. Looking down at her hands Fye finally asked, “Why are you really here Kim?”
Watching the hunter Kim reached up again wishing she could feel the warmth growing from Fye’s glowing hair as she said, “They have their suspicions. They’re coming close to realizing the prophecy has come true and will soon act. My dear,” she waited until Fye looked up and looked into her eyes, “you must make a choice.”
With pain in her eyes Fye asked, “How can you ask me to choose? I barely even know him.”
“And yet you died for him.”
Closing her eyes Fye sighed again and said, “Yes.”
With hope Kim grabbed Fye’s hand and pulled herself there so much Fye could feel the faint heat coming from Kim’s hands as she spoke, “You knew this day would come and still choose to come out here. I’ve been telling you about this choice your whole life so you may be prepared.”
Shaking her head, tears swam as Fye whispered, “But how could I choose? How could I be prepared for this, no matter how long you may have been telling me?”
With a sad smile Kim patted her hand and Fye could swear she actually felt Kim’s hands as she began to fade, “I have faith in you.”
With that she disappeared and Fye was left alone in the dark, lit only by her glowing body even as it began to fade with the dying sun. She watched her hand as she could feel the fading heat from Kim’s hand and realized Kim was right. She needed to make a choice and fast. But first things first, she had to finish the job she was sent to do. With new determination she stood and reached for her pack.
“Well that’s interesting.”
With shivers in her spine she spun to attack the familiar snake demon but living up to his snake nature he struck quick as a flash and pinned her down painfully on the ground. She could feel all the snakes making up his body rubbing against her, feeling them slither against her skin making her want to gag in disgust. Rage burning in her eyes she stared at the demon. Even as the edges of her vision blurred she still fought his hold with him laughing above her.
Smiling that slithering smile that makes her skin crawl even worse he said, “Now, let’s talk about that prophecy of yours. Shall we?”
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