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Authors: Jessica Wennberg

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"She will have to tap into her dark powers and draw
energy from us.  It’s different taking energy from a human than it is for
a witch taking energy from the earth, it requires strong subjects and a
determined mind.  That's why only the strong and the brave need to
stay." He finished looking around at everyone.

Phelan glared at Grayson, he obviously didn't like what he
had to say.  He was definitely harboring some ill feelings toward him
now.  Great just one more thing for him to be all pissed off about, the
opinion of a werewolf is not one that Gray will care too much about.

"Mr. Matthews, are you certain of your vision that she
will return before Damien shows up here?" Phelan glared at Gray a few
moments longer before softening his face, only minutely, and turning his
attention to Jace.

"Yes, as certain as I can be, there is so much that can
change, so honestly I will have to wait and see if I have any more visions and
how they differ from one another."  Jace answered in a tone that said
he was tired of all this and he was ready to be done so he could get some
sleep, if that were possible.

"Fine, we will stay.  We were not leaving because
we were scared, we just don't really have a reason to stay and be slaughtered
right now.  If it looks like she is not going to show, we are leaving, we
will not be killed over something that is not our battle." He ground out
and then left the room, leaving no one the chance to say anything else to
him.  His followers simply did what they do best; they followed him out
the door to the front porch.

"Alright Matthews, I got them to stay, when do you
expect her return, what should we expect from her, and when is Damien actually
going to be here?"  Grayson didn't sound like himself, he sounded
worn out, doubtful, and worried.

"She shows up not long before Damien does, actually
about 15 minutes or so really.  All I could see was that she showed up by
the side of the house, alone, apparently she escaped from Aaron.  She did
some magic, she had a white fire that made the smoky forms disappear or maybe
it blew them up, not really sure what it was.  I just know that after she
did whatever it was there was ashes falling down all around us, kind of looked
like snow."

"You can’t blow up a demon, especially not one that is
in between planes, it’s not possible."  Grayson cut in.  Well
way to deflate my ego there, jack ass.  He could give me some credit; he
doesn't have a clue what any of my new powers will be capable of doing.

"I don't know, I'm just telling you what I saw. 
And besides it was a new power of some kind, who knows what she will be capable
of doing.  She will have her full powers in a few days so maybe she is
getting pumped full of her powers as the days get closer.  I know that she
has gotten a lot stronger, like pick her Jeep up with her hands and move it
like it is a simple rock.  So if she does have a new power, maybe it can
blow demons up who are in between planes." Jace concluded, clearly
sounding irritated.

"Ok, so she can blow up demons now, great.  What
do we expect her to do once she actually has to confront Damien?  And how
does she interact with us, do we help her in any way?"  Grayson
sounded worried and irritated all at the same time too, he wasn't used to
dealing with prophets either.

"She didn't have long after that before he showed
up.  Damien shows up with Lilith and a few higher level demons and then
Katilyn immediately cast some sort of bubble around them, it made it impossible
for us to get in and help her.  She said that she was sorry for leaving
us, but it was a necessary evil and it made it possible to fix this
situation.  Lilith took her on first and they seemed to battle forever,
it’s like their powers were equally matched, until Katilyn started to weaken
from overuse of her magic.  It finally looked like Lilith was going to be
able to take her and when she was just about to take the blow that probably could
have killed her, Damien stopped Lilith.  Damien looked at Katilyn like he
was a proud father, rather weird to look at your daughter who is beaten and
bloody and be proud, but whatever it was he saw it made him change his mind and
not kill her.  He told her she had grown up well and had trained
well.  He told her he was proud of the woman she had become but he wasn't
ready for her yet, and that he would come back and retrieve her when she had
finally accepted her dark powers and who she really was.  He told her it
was only a matter of time before she had to embrace her dark powers, but he was
patient and he would wait on her until then.  Before she could smart off
to him and piss him off, he disappeared along with Lilith, who looked rather
unhappy.  After they were gone, she was finally so weak that she passed
out which dropped the protective circle around her.  We all rushed to her
side, but when I tried to touch her she burned my hands black.  They
actually sizzled and turned black; the Chiefs hands did the same thing when he
tried to pick her up.  None of the other wolves would even try to touch
her after they saw what happened to the Chief, but you didn't hesitate. 
You knelt down right beside her and picked her up, not blackening one bit. 
I could hear the sizzle like it did on ours, but you never turned black. 
You picked her up in your arms and carried her in the house to her room, and
then I woke up." Jace finished describing my return and my meeting with
Damien for the first time.

Grayson was deep in thought, along with the Chief.  I
was in shock to say the least; I passed out and burned everyone except Gray,
what did that mean.  I wanted to wait and see what else was going to be
said, but Aaron squeezed my arm, signaling me that it was time to leave. 
I could have sworn that Gray looked in our direction again, that made me happy
and nervous all at the same time.  If he could feel our presence, did he
suspect something else, could he suspect the truth that I made a premeditated
decision to leave.

We silently made our way back up the stairs to my
room.  I grabbed my bag and turned to Aaron, waiting on him to transport
us out of here, away from the people I was starting to care about.

This time we didn't land anywhere that was familiar to me,
it was a really nice bedroom though.  The room was decorated in dark
browns and greens, very earthy feeling, it connected me to my elemental
powers.  It smelled of the ocean though, which was kind of weird for the
décor, then I realized where I probably was.  The scent fit my previous
nightmares that Aaron had starred in; his smell was that of the ocean.

"Are we in your room?" I asked a little breathless
still from the transporting.  That was something that would take some time
getting accustomed to.

He smiled sweetly at me and that really caught me off guard,
this was the guy I had been terrified of in my dreams and now he seemed so
normal.  Well as close to normal as I get, he seemed more like me than I
had ever thought.

"What do you think of it?  I had it created and
decorated just for you." He asked me in a very self-conscious tone, I
think he was afraid that I might actually not like it.

"It's amazing.  It feels so connected to the
earth" and it truly was a connected feeling.

There was all natural wood furniture; real plants growing
everywhere, made me feel like I was in a jungle almost.  The colors were
so soothing that if I had to be somewhere else right now this is exactly where
I would want to be.

"I was hoping that you would like it.  I designed
all this with you in mind of course.  I was hoping that we would one day
be able to share this place together.  Would you like to see the
rest?" he asked me with a fire in his eyes and happiness in his tone I had
never heard before.

"Sure" was all I could answer with.  His
confession had shocked me; he had seriously thought this entire scenario out
and planned this room around me.  I don't know if I should be freaked that
he knows so much about me, or appreciative that he had went to this much
trouble to know so much about me so that he could make me a place that would be
amazing for me.  Ok so this version was definitely different from what I
had been accustomed to running from in my nightmares.

He led me through some frosted French doors that led to a
patio garden that was just short of heavenly for me.  This place was
breath taking and I fell in love straight away.  I could already feel my
body recharging and reenergizing from the healthy positive energy it was
feeding off of.  All the elements were here for me to work with and that
was utterly amazing.  There was a fire pit, a small stream; wind chimes
were hanging everywhere, and enough plants and trees to represent a small
country.

"Aaron I don't know what to say.  This is
gorgeous; it’s absolutely amazing, absolutely perfect.  I'm actually a
little speechless, this was something that I never expected from you and I am
amazed." I laughed a little, mainly because of my state of shock.

He came up behind me then and rubbed his hands up and down
my arms.  That made me feel weird things, things that I never wanted to
feel again, especially with him.  This made me somewhat uncomfortable, but
not enough for me to tell him to stop.  I think in some way I did enjoy
this time with him, as horrible and weird as that might sound, this guy isn't
that bad, he has just been mentored by the wrong damn people.

"Katilyn, I'm not as bad as you might think.  When
I was searching for you I was reckless and irrational.  I could have gone
about this in such a much more civilized manner and if I had, maybe we wouldn't
be in a battle of emotions.  I know that this is weird for you, but I also
know that you are having a hard time denying your feelings for me.  I know
that somewhere in there, you have emotions for me that you never dreamed that
you would, and that is terrifying you at the same time it is exhilarating
you.  Maybe one day you will be able to forgive me for all the wrong
doings that I did against you, I did start out with the best of intentions, but
you know the saying, the best of plans can lead to hell.  I want you to
see me for the man that I really am, not the demon who has been trying to find
you and not stopping at anything to find you.  I am more than that and I
want you to know that part of me."  He was almost whispering now, his
voice was so strained with emotion.

What he said and the truth of his feelings was really
starting to weaken the walls that I had created around my heart.  This
wasn't new territory for me, honestly it sounded like me telling Grayson how I
felt about him.  Telling someone you love them, knowing that you can be
shot down is one of the bravest things I think anyone can ever do.

There was a knock on the door, interrupting our nice
moment.  It was gone within seconds of that resonating thud through the
room.  He looked disappointed that he was needed somewhere else, I was
relieved though because I needed some fresh air or just a break from him.

"I had better go and let them know that I have
returned, and with you to boot.  Some were anxious that I would not be
able to convince you to come, guess they shouldn't have underestimated my
charms."  He grinned and waggled his eyebrows at me.

This made me giggle some, but I stifled it very well. 
"Go, but come back soon, we will need to devise a plan of attack and decide
how I am going to show back up." I turned to head back inside.

Before I could make it to the doors, Aaron grabbed my arm
and turned me around to face him.  I didn't have any time to deflect what
he was going to do, so I just had to roll with it.

He decided to plant a kiss on my lips, again another kiss
that I did not ask for.  He was gentle though; this was a sweet pressing
of his lips to mine.  Nothing forced or hard, just a soft press and then
he was out the door.  I was left to think about all that had happened and
what would happen.  The battle I had left, the tension that was covering
my house, the people who thought I betrayed them, and the plan that I would
have to come up with, the kiss that I had just received everything was flying
through my mind at warp speed, driving me insane.

Man this was going to be a long night, especially trying to
get some sleep and rest when I knew I really needed it, but my mind and body
were not in the mood for rest and relaxation.  I was too wired to think of
anything other than the task at hand and the real possibility that I might die.

Chapter 1
7--Do I have idiot on my forehead?

 

It was morning when I finally saw Aaron again.  He
looked tired and I wondered if his followers had given him a hard time, or was
there something else that was going on that I did not know about.

"Are you okay?" I asked him as he sat a tray of
fruit and coffee on the bedside table.  He gave me a tight smile, which
felt out of place.  His mood was off, he was tense and irritated.

"What's happened?" I got up from the bed and at
that his face finally lit up.  That's when I realized that with my concern
I hadn't paid attention and put on clothes.  I was standing there in my
panties and a tank top, great; just show it all off moron.

"Turn around, NOW." I told him, angered by his
lack of morals, and his instant happiness over my stupidity.  I put my bra
and jeans on, and just to piss him off I slipped on my t-shirt, socks, and
boots.

"Now you can turn around and tell me what the hell is
happening."  I told him through gritted teeth.  I had been right
to not forgive him just yet; he was still struggling with the demon side that
was more in control, much as he did not want to admit.

"I'm just having some issues with some of the higher
levels and what they are expecting me to do."  He tried to shrug it
off but it was really bothering him, weighing down his mood.

"And what would that be, to wed and bed me today?"
I asked with a laugh of bitterness.  I wasn't expecting my guess to be
right, so I was shocked when he didn't laugh back, but looked down at his boots
instead.

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