Hells Royalty The Princess (14 page)

Now it was time to go in and make up some potions for Jace
to use.  Since I was making him stay inside I still thought he needed some
kind of protection. An hour later and I was back in my room preparing myself to
search for Grayson and see if he was indeed still safe.

I was going to do the one thing that was so intimate and
close and I vowed that I would never do again after the last time.  I was
going to connect to his mind on the inside, damn the personal boundaries and
feelings.

I closed the shades and lit some candles to center and calm
myself.  I leaned against the side of the bed as I sat on the floor and
slowly formed a picture of him in my mind.  Once I had him perfectly
pictured I visually took a step into his mind from inside of mine.  It
didn't take but a moment and I had found him, he was agitated and worried.

"Grayson" I called barely above a whisper, but I
knew he would hear me.  His mind went on alert then calmed down instantly,
like he was trying to not react to me.

"Grayson I'm really sorry to invade like this,
but..."I had started to give him an explanation but he cut me off.

"Kat, what are you doing here?  It’s too
dangerous, I'm being followed." He was telling me then he quieted down.

"I told you that might happen are you still safe?"
I asked him still in a whisper.

"Katilyn, right now there is nothing to worry about,
I'm safe at the moment.  What did you need to tell me?" Grayson
asked.

"Well, loads actually." Then I began to inform him
of the prophet that crashed into me and what he had seen.  Then I told him
about the wolves and that they were coming to help me.

"That's great, you have allies now.  But how
certain are you this prophet can see all?  I mean I'm still safe and
haven't been captured so how can you trust this guy Katilyn?" he sounded
unsure of himself.

"Well he saw me coming months ago so I'm pretty damn
sure of his visions.  Even though you haven't been captured yet doesn't
mean that you won't be.  That's why I was checking on you and making sure
that you stay super low under the radar, I think if I can keep you safe I have
a better chance of changing future events."  I told him in
desperation.

"Katilyn, I'm fine.  You just go and take care of
yourself and your new friends.  Go see what else your prophet has seen,
keep up your defenses and you should be fine.  I'll get in touch with you
when this all blows over.  Where are you so I can come and see that you
are still safe when this calms down?"  Grayson asked in a voice
devoid of emotion.

Warning bells started ringing in my head and I immediately
put wards up in my mind to block anyone from digging around for details. 
Rule number one with us was we never told each other where we were at,
especially in dangerous times like this, and besides despite all that had
happened between us he would have more emotions about this.  Something
happened while we were talking and I had to figure out what.

I was trying to think what had changed, at first he was the
Grayson that I knew, but now, he was different almost like he…holy hell he was
a different person.  Someone must have already captured him and realized
he was talking to me so they took over his mind too.  Damnit, I had told
him so much already and I wasn't sure when the other person took over.

I eased further into his mind, searching for some kind of
clue as to what was going on.  Irritation, worry, anger, caution, and a
lot of fear ran over me. Yep something was definitely wrong if Grayson had fear
in his mind.

"Kat! Get out!  Affinia has already captured me,
she working for someone called Aaron.  I tried to stay safe but she got
me.  She's using my mind to try and find you, don't tell her anything,
follow your instincts and stay safe.  I have to go; I can feel her trying
to take over again." Then he was gone.

I calmed myself down so I wouldn't sound hysterical when I
talked to her again.  I backed myself out of the depths of his mind and
looked for the imposter, sure enough she was there calling my name.

"Grayson" I whispered.

"Katilyn, where did you go?" the imposter asked.

"Sorry someone was calling me, I didn't mean to worry
you.  Look my prophet had a vision so I need to go and see what it
was.  Are you sure that you are okay?" I only asked because that's
what my normal paranoid self would do.

"Yes, I told you that I am fine.  I had a tail on
me, but I managed to lose him.  I wonder what the prophet saw, maybe it
was something to do with this Aaron guy?" the imposter asked. 
BINGO!  There shone the true colors of the imposter, to try and figure out
what was being seen so that it could be reported back to Aaron, that sneaky son
of a bitch.

"Um, I don't know I told him to wait and I would be
down there soon.  I guess it’s only a waiting game now, giving I will have
my full powers in only a matter of days really.  I don't see the fool
messing with me anymore after that, only Damien would be strong enough to
challenge me then.  He may think I'm weak because I've been running all
this time, but he will be in for a big surprise when or if he actually does
find me." I told the imposter so as to bait Aaron into jumping the gun and
not coming after me prepared.

"That's good I'm glad that he will underestimate
you.  So tell me where you are and I can come and help you beat this
bastard, more help is always better." The imposter tried coaxing my
location out of me again, unfortunately for her she didn't know mine and
Grayson's rules and she just blew her cover completely.

"Yeah, hardy har har.  Like we visit anymore,
besides I don't want you anywhere near me, just makes it easier for you to be
spotted and used against me.  Look I had better go and see what is going
on, I'll send you a message when this does blow over to let you know I'm
alive.  You stay safe and don't get caught.  Take care and I'll talk
to you soon."  Then I backed out of his mind, and closed the
connection, completely locking her out of my mind.

I took a deep breath, I felt horrible for leaving Grayson in
the hands of Affinia, but I had no choice.  There was no way I was going
to get any information out of the imposter and Grayson would never tell me
where he was being held, only to keep me safe would he not accept the help.

I sat still for a few minutes longer, thinking, deciding
what to do.  Aaron already had Grayson captured so as of now the vision
was coming true how Jace had seen it.  I had to figure out a way to fully
protect Jace and that would alter the vision some, hopefully enough to change
the future.

"Mom, what do I do?" I whispered the question to
the wind, wishing I could talk to her about all of this.  I had always
believed that she went to some sort of heaven, so I pictured her sitting on a
cloud changing its shape and watching me perform my many screw ups.  She
was probably wringing her hands with worry now, telling me to get it together
and figure it out, that it was right in front of me if I would just look hard
enough.  That was always her answer, stop, look, and listen, just like
crossing the street.

I waited for a response, and just like all other times I
didn't receive any.  Maybe she wasn't allowed to intervene or give any
kind of guidance what so ever, even if it was just a direction to look for
answers.  I've never had much information on angels so maybe they aren't
allowed to have holy intervention at all.

I sighed and prepared myself for the coming battle and the
many decisions, good and bad that I would have to make.

I needed to go and inform the others that part of the vision
had already happened and that Aaron did indeed have Grayson captive, but it
felt like such and invasion of my privacy.  I didn't want anyone to know
how deeply it was actually bothering me knowing that he was captured and by
Affinia of all vampires or dark creatures that could have gotten him.  He
had told me about her when I was living with him, and she was not good in any
shape, form, or fashion.

How was I going to save him, protect Jace, and protect
myself from Aaron and Damien?

I heard a commotion downstairs then and decided that I might
as well get up and face reality.  I blew out the candles and headed
downstairs to see what the hell was going on, because the bangs were getting
louder.

When I turned the corner at the end of the stairs to go into
the kitchen the site before me was one to be captured on camera.

Jace and Phelan were in an arm wrestling match. 
Although Phelan was clearly winning, Jace was holding his own, which in turn
was clearly irritating Phelan.

Chief Sandalio was very amused standing in the corner
watching the show.  I moved over to join him while the show kept going.

"So what's going on here?" I asked clearly
wondering how this began.

"Phelan and I were sparring and Mr. Matthews came and
asked us to show his some pointers.  Before I could answer him, Phelan
told him that if he could best him in an arm wrestling match that he would
teach him all the skills that he needed to know." Chief Sandalio explained.

"But Jace is strong, did Phelan not realize that?"
I questioned that amused by this because anyone who looked at Jace would
realize he has some strength.

The Chief simply laughed.  "My son likes to
believe that despite looks a man must be strong on the inside.  I could
tell Mr. Matthews has strength in his head, his heart, and his body. 
Strength of heart can make even the weakest man turn into a He-man."

"So Phelan is testing Jaces’ inner strength along with
his physical strength?" I asked curious how this was going to work.

"In a way yes, but in reality my son thought that he
had found someone that he could easily win against, and luckily enough Mr.
Matthews is nice enough to play along with him." He smiled happily at me.

We watched another five minutes when I finally cut in,
deciding that my interruption would be better than bruised egos.

"Boys we have to talk, because I have some important
news.  It has to be discussed now so we can create a new plan of
action." I said solemnly letting them know the situation was dire.

They both stopped and looked at each other, then at me, and
then at the Chief.  They both dropped their hands and got up from the
table.

After we were all seated in the living room I told them that
Grayson had indeed been captured by Aaron.  So far the vision was coming
true and we worked out ways to keep the rest from following suit.

"But are you for sure that it wasn't him?" Jace
asked for the umpteenth time.

I sighed in frustration.  "Jace, I am certain, 100
percent certain.  I spoke to him, but then Affinia took over and started
trying to ask questions that were too personal for Grayson to ask.  I also
know that she doesn't realize that I know she was an imposter.  The only
problem is that I told her of the visions that you had of Aaron's battle of me
and about the wolves coming to aid us." I was so disappointed in myself
for that.

"Ms. Katilyn did you tell him of Lilim and the new
vision?" Phelan asked me.

I thought a moment about my conversation, "No I
didn't.  He changed before I could give any more details.  It's like
something in my instincts recognized that something was wrong and I protected
myself without actually knowing it.  And when the imposter started calling
me Katilyn I started being more cautious.  When I was certain that it
wasn't actually him I shut off all information, so he or rather she will not
know all of it, especially the parts about Lilim and Damien knowing my
location." I told and was certain that I had at least done something good
towards the end of my conversation with Grayson.

"Excellent!" the Chief exclaimed at my admission.
 "So he will only know that he battles you, he won’t know that Damien
has found you, or that he will be coming and best of all he doesn't know the
future that awaits him." The chief said with great pride and certainty.

"True, but that future also included Katilyn in the
Underworld.  We can't let that happen!" Jace said, anger lacing his
voice.

"I understand your worry Mr. Matthews and we will all
do everything possible to keep that from happening, but you must realize that
some futures cannot change no matter how hard you try to change them. 
Katilyn going to the Underworld might actually be the key to taking out
Damien." The Chief told Jace.

I thought about this, me going to hell and taking out my
father.  I just really wanted him to leave me alone so that I could live
in peace, and in turn I would leave him alone, I didn't want to be forced to
try and kill him.

"Chief Sandalio has anyone ever seen what will happen
if Damien is taken down?  What happens to the Underworld and its
creatures?  What happens to the world?" I asked concerned now.

For the first time since I met him, he looked down away from
me when he answered me.

"One of our seers saw many different outcomes; there
were too many variables to predict a certain type of outcome." He said not
quite sure of himself.

"Ok, so tell me some of the outcomes, what are some of
the possibilities that could happen if I were to actually kill my father?"
I said, with some anger seeping in and that was something that I could not
explain.

"If Damien is killed, his death will be the death of
all dark creatures, even the good ones.  If he dies, everything he has
ever created will perish." Phelan is the one who answered me instead of
the Chief.  I gasped at that answer that meant that in order for me to
kill my father I would be signing my own death sentence.

"Another outcome would be that only he dies and no one
can control the creatures so they take over the Underworld.  After taking
over the world they will be free to take over the Earth." The Chief cut in
then, realizing where my thoughts had led me.