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between loud crashes of thunder, the brilliance of the lightning was almost
blinding. Rain battered the castle roof and pelted the windows. I glanced over to
admire Logan’s side profile, but he was fully engrossed in his notes and laptop
and didn’t bother to look back at me. That werewolf sure wasn’t a ghastly
creature out of a horror flick, not a monster at all. He was dangerous through
and through, but he was also sweet and loyal. His brown hair fell just below
his collar, I noticed, but then I couldn’t help turning my focus to his
powerful shoulders and the muscles in his arms.
tear almost escaped my eye as I realized he’d never be mine, because the monks had
ordered him to marry Cindy, to unite the immortal world and all that jazz. Blah, blah, blah, I thought with a roll
of my eyes. Hearing those words at that meeting just about broke my heart. Deep
down, I felt like he was more than a friend, and we’d even sneaked a few
kisses, but part of me hoped for something more in the future. Now, all those
hopes were gone.
he caught me staring at him and stopped tapping on the keys. “What’s on your
mind?” he asked, shooting me a lazy smile.
bit my lip. “Nothing.”
you can tell me.”
Your ESP or sixth sense or whatever the heck it is is the worst superpower
what’s troubling you?”
sighed. “Fine. If you must know… Well, it’s just… I mean, do you want to marry Cindy?”
to? No. Need to? Yes.” He ran a hand through his gorgeous mop of hair, and I
envied that hand. “You know I have to. Time is ticking, and only the monks can
lift the curse. We all have mountains to climb, whether we feel like it or
almost shuddered; I didn’t want to think of him climbing Cindy. “Why are the monks
forcing you into a loveless marriage? It’s basically blackmail!”
“They demand unity in the supernatural world. They
aren’t concerned with me or my love life. Plus, they know I’m not, uh…attached
to anyone else. I’m an eligible bachelor, right?”
I guess,” I said, nonchalantly patting Slayer when the pup jumped on my lap. “I
don’t know anything about your past history with women. You just don’t talk
don’t kiss and tell,” he said, returning his eyes to his monitor. “Besides,
there’s nothing worth talking about. I don’t mean to sound emo, but in my
experience, relationships have meant only heartache and pain.”
that why you build up those brick walls, so no one will get too close to hurt
glanced over, then went back to his screen. “Brick walls are for castles,
castles like yours.”
deflection. I like it.”
tell me, have you ever been in love?” I asked.
he closed the laptop. “No, but…”
be told,” he said quietly, as if he was about to confess some deep, dark
secret, “I guess I would like to know what love is…someday.”
After you divorce Cindy in 100 years?”
A whole century?”
immortal, just as immortal as a vampire. You may as well stick it out till the
hundredth anniversary party.”
he said with a snicker.
on the other hand, couldn’t possibly laugh. “For you, that’ll be over in the
blink of an eye, but I… Well, I’ll be long dead.”
that what’s upsetting you?”
death’s a little upsetting,” I said.
worry too much. Everything will work out. You know the gargoyle has no interest
in me. She’s more into fangs. She likes her men, tall, dark, and thirsty.”
had to laugh at that.
it is,” he said, grinning back at me. “I love that smile.”
you’re going to do this, you have to get Cindy to commit to it. She doesn’t
seem too enthused about your arranged marriage either.”
vampires are starving, and the wolves can’t keep feeding them. I want to lift
the curse, but it’s not my call. Cindy is wishy washy, as usual, and I’m sure
Fred’s whining isn’t helping.”
if she does agree, we’ve already got the perfect venue,” I said softly, waving
my arms up at the ceiling.
here? On the castle grounds? That’s very generous of you.”
definitely plan to have your dream wedding here in my beautiful castle.”
Then the fake fairytale would be perfect, even if we don’t live happily ever
might be happier than you expect,” I said.
highly doubt that.”
you two should own this castle, not me. You have royal blood. I just luckily inherited
it. I’m basically just a caretaker.”
“Look, we’re not entitled to a castle. We both
gave up our royal ties a long time ago.”
at least you’ll have a beautiful princess on your arm, the proverbial blonde
with blue eyes.”
even of that terrible manicure she gets at night when she turns?”
cleared my throat. “No, not at all.”
of rings and vows, I don’t really want Cindy. She’s not my type. Not to mention
that she already belongs to my best friend.”
heard the marriage has to be consummated, to make it official.”
I said, I don’t kiss and tell.”
and I won’t tell them that either! Trust me, I’m not going to fall in love with
her. This isn’t some Hallmark movie or blockbuster romance. I can tolerate
Cindy, for Fred’s sake if nothing else, but we don’t get along that well. It
was rough when I lived with the two of them at their house. At least here, we
have enough space to put between us. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, I
guess. That will be the motto of our fake marriage.”
refuse to lose my best friend over some dumb request by the monks. I’ll marry
her, if she’ll go through with it, but nothing about it will be real, and I’ve
got no problem with her seeing Fred on the side.”
we all live here, it’ll be very easy for Fred and Cindy to keep their
relationship in secret.”
as long as the monks don’t order Fred to leave. He was so ticked when they gave
us that ultimatum. We’ve talked it out, and he’s calmed down, but it’s really
up to his girl at this point. Cindy needs to make a decision quickly. Wolf
packs are donating blood all over the world, just to keep the rioting down, but
it’s not enough, and they can’t keep it up much longer.”
I know, and it’s definitely not safe in town. Eve said they’re still attacking
wolves. If you go anywhere, be careful.”
nodded. “Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. Anyway, you ready to get back to work?”
crystal chandelier overhead flickered from the storm blast, and the hard rain
made it clear that Mother Nature wasn’t going to stop her temper tantrum
anytime soon. It was nearing noon, and we still weren’t sure how to recover the
necklace, the key that would unlock a portal to hell. As we tried to think of
solutions and ideas, we also read about the latest Falcar crime, the murder of
a man at a local gas station, a lead Cindy had left to check out.
look at this!” I said, pointing to a news article on my laptop screen. “It says
an incredible haul of ancient gold jewelry has been unearthed by two treasure
hunters using metal detectors.”
he said, squinting to look more closely at the picture. Suddenly, his eyes
widened. “I think that’s it, the necklace we’re after, right there in the
says that piece was sold to the Louvre Museum in Paris a few years back.”
quickly returned to his own keyboard and started tapping away, digging for
information. “Apparently, it was stolen, valued at over ten million dollars.”
the woman we caught with it is a thief! Either that, or her boyfriend is. Girls
can get a guy to do anything if they bat their eyelashes long enough.”
really?” Logan said, his voice lilting with a tease.
need that necklace, baby,” I said, batting my eyes at him mercilessly, “so I
can totally end the world.”
laughed. “Actually, based on my research, she doesn’t seem like the type that
wants to end the world. She’s not exactly a criminal, and her record’s clean. My
guess is that she is a pawn in someone’s game.”
obviously the boyfriend is some sort of convict.”
trouble, but he only wants money and power, not to end the world or start an apocalypse.
She must be blindly following something else, maybe a friend or relative or
some kind of religious leader. She might not even know she’s being deceived. The
necklace has to be charged by a witch, so maybe someone gave it to her for that
reason, and she’s none the wiser.
way,” I said, shaking my head at him. “Nobody’s that naïve. She can’t be totally
in the dark. She’s wearing a key to open up a portal to hell.”
only thing we know for sure is that she’s wearing a stolen necklace.”
I said, but I wasn’t buying it.
doesn’t look like she’s been using her credit cards anywhere,” he said.
You can see all that? Quite the little hacker, aren’t you?”
laughed. “Yeah, well, I have hobbies. I’ve got a whole eternity to kill.” He
paused and looked at his screen again. “The last time she accessed her accounts
was months ago, so she must be living strictly off cash.”
money from the blood banks before they were dismantled,” I interjected. “I can’t
believe they got away in all the chaos.”
know,” Logan said. “If I would’ve been allowed to stay, I would’ve made sure
they didn’t escape my clutches. I would have sent their asses to immortal jail.”
know, but the Council didn’t want their delicate
flower crushed,” I teased.
the Falcar who said that. He was just trying to degrade you so he could gain the
sighed. “I know. Anyway, do you think our dynamic duo has a secret blood bank
don’t know, but if they do, we’ll find it and end it.”
A short while later, while we sat in the
living room, looking at our notes that were sprawled everywhere, a growling
sound emitted from Logan’s middle.
so hungry I could eat a—”
better to hold your horses than to eat one,” I teased. “Pizza’s on its way.”
I could eat a horse too.”
laughed. “Just promise me Slayer is safe.”
he could answer, the doorbell rang, and the little dog began barking up a
storm, always happy to see company.
glanced up. “It’s about time, and your dog is officially safe.”
stood up and peeked out the rain-streaked window. “You’re not going to believe
what? They brought two pizzas instead of one? Man, you have great wolf vision
through all that torrential rain.”
You better come here and take a look.”
walked over and pulled the curtain back, only to spy my friend Beth standing on
the doorstep, holding an umbrella and a suitcase. “Wow. Let me handle this.”
hurry and get rid of her. I’m so hungry, I might eat her too!”
There will be no eating of human girls in this castle.”
even if you bat your eyes at me?” he teased. “What a shame.”
funny…and that wasn’t what I meant. We have house rules, remember?”
maybe I’ll eat the pizza guy for being late.”
peeked in. “Or maybe I’ll eat him just out of spite, since I can’t eat pizza.”
gaze narrowed. “You two aren’t eating anyone. Now, please find your manners and
try not to act like paranormal creatures who want to devour the pretty girl at
shit. The notes!” Logan started frantically collecting them.
you think she’ll remember you?” I asked.
memories were suppressed. I’m sure she doesn’t even recall your magic or that
you had a sister or that the two of you were running for your lives. She won’t
recognize any of us.”
hope you’re right,” I said over my shoulder as I walked to the door and threw
it open. “Beth! What a pleasant surprise,” I said and pasted on a smile to mask
my nerves. “Come on in.”
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“How could an entire town of werewolves
just…vanish?” I asked. “Are they in captivity or, um…dead?” The questions
haunted me. My gut feeling told me they were still alive, just hauled off by
someone for some sinister reason. I was certain no one would go to all the
trouble of moving them just to kill them in the end. What I couldn’t figure out
was why they took the children and babies too. Why would they take whole families, innocent kids? My heart ached,
and I couldn’t make sense of the sad, senseless kidnapping as Cindy and I sat
outside in the gardens behind the castle.
and Fred had immediately left the scene to search for clues, interrogate other
immortals, and use any Immortal Council resources they could to find them.
thought it was best to just let them go,” Cindy said. “Fred is the only one who
can calm Logan down right now.”
know. That’s why I didn’t press the issue of going with them. Logan is crazed
with grief, just beside himself.”
he takes all werewolf issues very seriously and personally.”
would kidnap the entire town like that?”
don’t know, Sophie,” Cindy said, shaking her head. “No one seems to have any
idea why this happened, and everyone is shocked. The Immortal Council doesn’t
take things like this lightly either though. They’re on top of it already.
Whoever did this will be sorry.”
baffling, to say the least, like the plot of some insane sci-fi movie, a small
town in the middle of nowhere suddenly vacant,” I said with a shudder. “That’s
some spooky stuff. If I didn’t know better, I’d blame the little green men from
somehow managed to laugh at that. “They couldn’t have just vanished off the
face of the Earth. There has to be some kind of clue, and we’ll find it. You
know Logan won’t give up till we do.”
know, but as usual, I’m afraid we’re running against the clock. If they are
still alive, who knows how long we have to help them? Do they have any known
enemies?” I asked.
far as we know, they’re a very peaceful pack, and they have always kept to
themselves. I can’t imagine who would want to hurt them.”
and I couldn’t just sit around and do nothing, so we hopped in my car and drove
back to the place where the abduction happened. We’d already combed the area,
but we thought we might see something the second time around.
the way there, I only half-listened to Cindy’s rambling; I had too many
thoughts in my head to pay much attention to what she was saying.
are you glad you joined up with us?” she suddenly asked.
group. You’re part of a team now.”
that. Well, the truth is, I’m not sure I fit in, Cindy,” I admitted. “See, I’m
living in a world most people don’t believe in, a world that barely exists in
the minds of many. It was hard to hang out with my friends and relatives when I
couldn’t talk about my new life, and I sometimes envied them.”
they only have one life to live, not a confusing double-life like mine. They
had the luxury of disbelief. While all my friends were worried about what was
on sale at the mall or which football team was going to win, I had to think
about battling Falcar. While they were off watching movies about sparkling
vampires or TV shows about teenage witches or two hot brothers driving around
in an Impala hunting monsters, I had to accept that there are real beasts in
the world, some far worse than anything Hollywood can ever drum up. It’s like
they live in a black and white world, but mine’s psychedelic, almost blinding.”
is a lot to learn and a lot to accept,” Cindy said. “You are doing fine,
know, but I’m a rookie, so new to all this. I mean, everyone else—all of
you—are old pros. I’m just not up to speed with you. I can’t flap my wings and
fly like you. I can’t transform into a wolf like Logan or a lethal vampire like
Fred. All of you have earned the respect of the Immortal Council because of the
dangerous missions you’ve been on. You’ve got killer résumés, so to speak, and
I’ve got nothing to boast about.”
belong here with us,” Cindy consoled. “Things are changing, and so are you.
Don’t worry if you feel a bit off balance.”
do. I mean, I’ve accepted my fate, and I know I’m on a new journey. Instead of
heading off to college, I’m in warrior princess training, like some kind of
newbie X-Man just learning to control my extraordinary superpowers. Instead of
hanging out at the movie theater or mall with my normal friends, I’m surrounded
by a bunch of freaks.”
huh?” Cindy said with a wink.
good kind,” I quickly corrected. “It’s just… Well, I never expected to
personally know any gargoyles, vampires, or werewolves, and I sure as hell
didn’t think I could actually talk to my dearly departed sister. I know
everything has changed, and I’m doing my best, but I’ve been rerouted to a
long, hard road, and I have no idea where it leads.”
adapting well, Sophie, and we all adore you. Why, you’re the sweetest thing
invented since the Twinkie! Plus, the last time I checked, cream-filled sponge
cake couldn’t conquer Falcar or summon blazing fireballs.”
Cindy. It’s so nice of you to say that.”
do not say things I do not mean,” she said.
I too sweet to be a bad ass?”
You’re the best of both worlds, like Taylor. She is a dear friend of mine and
one of the sweetest people I know. On the other hand, she’s also a powerful
Petal witch, potentially lethal and dangerous in action. You’re very similar to
take that as a compliment.”
should. In time, Sophie, you’ll be a kickass superhero like the world has never
seen. Just be patient with yourself.”
means a lot, especially coming from you.”
is scary, but it doesn’t have to be a bad thing. You have to decide what’s
important, then build your life around that. I know how you feel though. I felt
the same way when I first arrived in the States.”
cocked a brow, surprised that a gargoyle could ever feel inferior in any way. “You
The modern world was new to me. Did you know I’d never even eaten a hamburger
before I got here?”
she said, shaking her head, “but the immortals took me in, and I found a life
life and a McDonald’s!” I teased.
of course,” she said with a smile. “In time, I proved to be a valuable asset to
the team, and they grew to respect me. I’d been searching for my tribe for a
long time, and I realized that here, I have peace and happiness. It takes a
while to gain their trust and for everything to fall into place, but if I did
it, so can you. Look how far you’ve come already.”
Cindy. As weird as all this is, I’m so glad I got a chance to meet all of you.”
at first. You guys were a little intense, kidnapping me and all.”
still sorry about that, but we knew you wouldn’t come willingly if we would
have said, ‘Hey, little girl, the gargoyle has some candy. Get in before some
freaky vampires stab you in the heart.’”
have a point,” I said. “I was taught not to talk to strangers, and you people
are stranger than most!”
did what we had to do to save your life.”
for the record, you might’ve gotten me in the car with some creamy chocolate
laughed. “So now I know your weakness.”
sure it isn’t the only one,” I said, blushing a hit as I thought about Logan.
anyway, we’ve grown on you, haven’t we?”
Then my mission is complete. Also, I’ll make a mental note of the truffles, so
when Logan asks what your favorite candy is, I can tell him.”
smiled. “Does that mean he pisses girls off a lot, needs a lot of peace
silly. I just want him to bring the right thing when he takes you on a date.”
date, huh?” I shook my head. “That Lycan is a whole other subject.”
I didn’t realize we were limited to one topic. You can talk to me about
anything, you know. In fact, I think I’d make an excellent immortal therapist.”
continue. I charge by the minute,” she joked.
smiled. “It’s just that I don’t feel normal, even if I look that way at first
we all say that? You may look over here and see a blonde in the driver seat,
but underneath that façade, there’s a monster that is the stuff of nightmares.
Normal is overrated, Sophie, and I don’t think anyone really knows what it
means. We can’t control or change what we were born to be. All we can do is
make the most of who we are and try to make the world a better place.”
so hard to fit in though. I feel like I can’t be myself. I don’t want to appear
as weak and pathetic as I feel. Everyone expects me to take down all Falcar, so
I have to put on this tough persona that is really not me.”
I first got here, I talked too much about ancient books and artifacts, a love
of mine. I used to scold myself, Shut up,
Cindy! Quit being such a nerd. Try to act more normal! I spent way too much
time worrying about what others thought of me and trying to hide the real me.
Fred gave me the best advice. ‘What the world truly needs is you. Be yourself. Be confident in who
you are. We are all our own person,’ he said, and he was right.”
love that,” I said.
do too, and I listened to him. You should heed that advice as well. Why hide
your personality and try to look and sound like everyone else? Don’t change just
to get others to like you, Sophie. The right people will love the real you,
even if it is a bunch of crazy supernaturals. My gargoyle heritage makes me who
I am, just as being an Ankh witch makes you who you are. You shouldn’t want to
fit in. You should only want to belong.
Fitting in means adjusting to meet the expectations of others. Belonging means
being accepted for who you really are.”
couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at the motherly tone of her voice.
here for you, so don’t be a lone wolf, okay?” She shot me a quick smile. “Besides,
that title belongs to Logan.”
I love this song!” Cindy squealed. She excitedly turned up the music and sang
along for a moment, then shot me a side glance. “See? This is me being me, and
I don’t care one tiny bit about my hideous croaking voice.”
smiled as we drove on, and I joined her in the off-key karaoke.
we’re here,” Cindy said as she parked. “Let’s take a second look and see if we
can gain a new perspective on what happened.”
grabbed my purse, then stepped out of the car. “I doubt we’ll find anything
new,” I said, and we didn’t, even after looking for hours and hours. It was
beyond frustrating that we didn’t turn up any new leads, but at least I had an
opportunity to get to know a good friend better. We didn’t find hide nor hair
of the werewolves, but I was starting to find my place in the world, and that
next day, a bright ball of light flashed as Julie and Taylor teleported into
the kitchen with two men.
waved. “Hi, Sophie. It’s just me.”
Werewolf Barbie,” Grant teased.
calling me that, or I’ll go wolf on you all right,” Julie snarked.
shrugged. “Fine. Barking Blondie?”
sighed and rolled her eyes. “Anyway, this is Grant, my not-so-funny husband,
and this guy here is Jesse, Taylor’s ball and chain.”
I didn’t know Taylor was into chains,” Grant joked.
you,” Julie scolded, then gave her equally blond spouse a loving peck on the
stepped toward me. “You’re, uh…mopping?”
It’s a chore that must be done, whether you live in a castle or not.”
you need to trade your apron and rubber gloves for some pants and hiking shoes,
buddy. We’ve got a mission to go on. Of course, it’s your choice to join us or
exactly what’s in Arizona?” I asked chirpily as I wrung out the mop.
Grand Canyon, for starters.”
a tour of the Seven Wonders of the World might be fun sometime, but I’m not
sure we have time for sightseeing right now.”
worry. No mule rides to the bottom,” Julie said, trying to hurry things along
by grabbing the bucket of dirty water and dumping it into the sink.
No donkey tours?” Grant asked, jutting his bottom lip out in the most adorable
pout. “But, babe, you promised adventure.”
like a jackass won’t land you a free ride on one,” she teased. “Anyway, you get
to go whitewater rafting instead,” she said, turning her attention toward me.
me on this one, Sophie. We’re going to visit an ancient lost civilization, this
secret underground city below the canyon.”
subterranean metropolis? Wow. I guess I should check out the History Channel
more often. Then again, that Ancient
Aliens show always sounds like a bunch of Hollywood hooey.”
didn’t used to believe in vampires and werewolves either,” my friend pointed
Look, I admit I’m learning new stuff all the time, so maybe you’re right. Maybe
there is something down there.”
no maybe about it. It’s there.”
just why are we going on this little field trip?”
have to find the room that contains the prophecies, walls upon walls of them.”
course. And I’m sure they’ll be written in twenty-first-century English, right?”
lingo? Did the ancient ones LOL? TTYL? ROFL?”
laughed again. “I won’t be able to read them, but Jesse and Grant can. It’s one
of their specialties.”
a really good interpreter too. Why not take her?”
currently occupied elsewhere, on another mission with Dead Fred and Logan. We
can’t wait for them to wrap that one up. This, is uh…urgent.”
do you need me though? Tell me you aren’t dragging me down there just to
conjure up a fireball to read by. You guys can do that yourselves. Heck, just
take a flashlight with some of those pink bunny batteries in it,” I suggested,
grabbing the mop from her again.
you need the practice, and this will be a pretty simple mission for training
purposes, if nothing else. Besides, we were just there, and we can’t get
inside. We need you and that rare blood of yours.”
You want my blood?”
much. A few drops. Easy-peasy. What’s a little bloodlust between friends?” she
asked with a smirk.
deep is this place exactly?” I questioned, not quite sold on the idea yet.
a mile underground. It’s a labyrinth of passages and corridors, laid out like
the spokes of a wheel,” Taylor explained. “As Julie said, we haven’t been in
the room with all the ancient prophecies, but others visited about 200 years
ago, including an Ankh witch, before they were all wiped out by the Falcar. We
think you can get us in.”
still don’t see how that works,” I argued. “Me?”
playfully nudged me. “Yes, you. We’re looking for some information, some clue
about what’s going on. So far, all our sources haven’t turned up anything.”
room is top secret,” Julie said. “No ordinary person can get in.”
looked down at the dirty floor, then at the mop bucket, then up to my friends.
“Fine. Let’s go.”
knew you’d say that!” Julie squealed as she pulled me into a hug.
didn’t take long for me to change into mission-worthy clothes, and we left in a
ball of light. Before we departed, Julie informed me that the place was
shrouded in much magic to protect the ancient writings, so we couldn’t just
beam right in, but she could get us close, and a boat was ready and waiting for
That’s our ride?” I asked when we teleported
to a patch of rocky beach.
I never promised you a luxury cruise!” Taylor said.
pulled the flimsy yellow raft into the water, and Taylor instructed us to get
in. We put on helmets and were given paddles to help us maneuver down the fast-flowing
Colorado River. Minutes later, we were crashing through the surging, foamy
current, bypassing rugged canyon walls and soaring sandstone cliffs. The gang
knew what they were doing, so I just followed their lead, trying to avoid
cracking any of my traveling companions in the head with my oar and doing my
best to stay balanced and centered.
was definitely out of my comfort zone, but the scenery was postcard perfect.
The mist and spray of the river water cooled us from the blazing sun, and a
gentle breeze teased the little of my hair that was sticking out from under my
helmet. Birds soared overhead as we bucked off the surface of the angry river,
and it turned out to be a real adrenaline rush. I just hoped I wouldn’t be thrown
out of the big yellow raft as we barreled down the river; as gorgeous as the
place was, I didn’t want the rocky shore to be my cemetery.
the current slowed, and we all enjoyed the gentle, smooth ride as we looked
around at the serene landscape and caught glimpses of the local wildlife. As we
were talking and laughing, mostly about the horrified look on Grant’s face when
we were nearly split in two by a particularly toothy boulder, we noticed a
disturbance in the distance.
I said, when I noticed something happening up ahead on the beach. I pointed at
a group surrounding a girl on the beach, two of them on their knees, attempting
to administer CPR. Ohmy gosh! What a tragedy! I thought as I
tried to swallow past the knot in my throat and hoped it wasn’t a bad omen of
things to come. Just like that, our little dream vacation to the Grand Canyon
had turned into a nightmare.
squeezed her ebony-haired husband’s hand. “Honey, we should help.”
nodded, and none of us bothered to disagree. Without a second thought, the boys
jumped out and pulled the raft ashore.
was the first of the girls out of the raft, and I hurried over to the frightening
scene. My heart broke when I saw the little girl lying there, her long, curly
locks of hair soaking wet and her eyes closed. She couldn’t have been more than
eight years old, and she was entirely unresponsive.
No! My baby!” a woman shouted hysterically, struggling against her husband’s
grasp as tears rolled down her face.
be okay, honey,” he said. “Don’t give up hope.” He was trying desperately to
console his wife, but his own voice trembled with every word, and his eyes were
wide with horror.
are the paramedics? Didn’t anyone call 911?” another yelled.
we help?” Julie asked.
woman ran over to us, also crying. “W-We capsized, and now she… Gosh, my niece
isn’t breathing! We’ve been giving her CPR for thirty minutes. Is she going to
and Taylor shot sad looks at one another.
can’t do anything,” Jesse whispered to me.
not?” I asked.
healing powers won’t work on the already dead.”
felt a warmth on my cheek as I shed a tear of my own. “If only we got here
sooner. We should have paddled faster, but now it’s too late.”
not. I said they can’t help her.”
What do you mean?” I asked, wiping my face and looking at him curiously.
have you, but we have to act quickly. She’s newly dead, so it should be easy for
you to bring her back.”
how? I-I can’t do that.”
you have a gift none of the rest of us have. Sure, Julie and Taylor are Petal
witches with amazing powers that shocked the entire immortal world, but they can’t
be the heroes in this situation. Grant and I are strong enough to take down a
whole army, but we can’t bring that little girl back. Only you can do that.”
so bright, so shiny!” a young voice said.
I jumped back. I looked over at the dead girl on the beach, then at the girl in
front of me. I grabbed Jesse’s arm as I tried to catch my breath. “Jesse!”
okay. It’s only her spirit. She’s attracted to you, like a moth to a flame.”
how do I do it? Also, how do I break it to the family that I’m a necromancer?
I’m thinking that will freak them out, and the last thing I need is this going
viral on YouTube,” I whispered.
don’t have to blow your cover. Just offer to do CPR,” Jesse said. “Heck, lie
and tell them you’re a lifeguard or something. You don’t even have to mention your
credentials as a certified witch.”
CPR isn’t working,” I argued. “They’ve been trying for half an hour.”
CPR is different, just theatrics. The CPR isn’t going to save her life. You are,” he said with a reassuring
I nodded. I wasn’t sure just touching her lips would help. In fact, I was sure
Jesse’s hopes were a bit too high. “Don’t we need something more, uh…elaborate,
some huge ritual or something. Sorry, but I forgot to pack the big black book
you going to help me?” the little spirit asked.
please tell my mom. She’s ignoring me. Plus, I can’t stand to see her crying.”
not ignoring you. She just doesn’t see you,” I answered with a smile.
help her see me again please. I didn’t mean to scare Mommy, and I’ve never seen
my Daddy cry before either.”
walked over to the body on the beach, with the ghostly girl in tow.
my surprise, Taylor walked over and put her arm around the girl. “Come over
can see me?” the little girl whispered to her.
see dead people,” she said with a wink, “and Bruce Willis has nothing to do
do you know how to skip rocks?” Grant asked, trying to get the spirit’s
nudged him. “Honey, she can’t even hold rocks at this point.”
her, Grant picked up a flat stone.
the girl squealed. “That one’s perfect.”
he said, then gave it a toss. “I bet I can skip this rock all the way down the
was glad they distracted her from seeing her own dead body, but I was still a
ball of nerves as I approached. I didn’t know what I was doing or if it was
even possible. I just wanted to get it over with, one way or another, but everything
seemed to be happening in slow motion. The air echoed with forlorn cries and
screams, heavy with grief, and my heart hurt. It was so painful that I wanted
to scream myself.
we try?” Jesse said calmly, tugging on the father’s elbow. “We’re well trained
in the newest procedures.”
lifeguards,” I fibbed.
man on the ground stopped the chest compressions, certain there was nothing
more anyone could do. “I don’t think anybody can help her now,” he said, his
eyes moist with the shame of his failure.
the girl’s mother cried again, tucking her head into her husband’s shoulder.
softly touched her father’s arm. “Please let us try.”
don’t recommend it,” said the man on the ground, sniffling. “You’ll only crack
more ribs. You have to accept that she’s gone.”
we act right now, we might be able to turn things around,” Jesse argued.
gone!” he shouted, paled by grief and sadness. “Go away. Her life was cut short
today, and there’s nothing we can do about it,” he said as he stood, wiped the
sand off his knees, and pushed his way through the screaming, sobbing crowd.
looked down at the little body, her limbs and lips and inhuman shade of blue.
It was an ugly, violent death, one no one deserved.