Author: OldestOfTheYoung PM
After waking up dead young Emma Steele is taken in by the only people who can seem to see and hear her. Of course this leads to trouble for all involved, and what of this strange ruling that she is nothing less than an Angel? What then?Rated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Adventure - Chapters: 5 - Words: 8,024 - Updated: 05-23-12 - Published: 01-31-12 - id: 7794586
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As soon as we heard the front door slam in Dominic's passing we all relaxed again. Alex moved back away from me and settled down close beside me, his eyes still averted from both Jack and me. Jack sighed and came over and sat on the edge of the bed on my other free side, sweat starting to break out on his brow from the heat.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his bright eyes somehow glowing even brighter if it was possible. I chalked it up to being so attached to Alex who had nearly changed into another creature only moments before.
"Fine." I said, looking away from him. I wasn't really fine, not since it turned out a friend of Jack's wanted to… harm me. I had thought I was safe here and that nobody who could hurt me could come into this house, but obviously I had been wrong. Terribly, terribly wrong.
"You should have punched him, you know." Alex sighed after a thick silence, turning his head back to us so he could smile softly at Jack. His eyes were back to being their soft blue, but he looked very tired.
"You know if I did I would just be arrested and then where would we be?" Jack sighed, shaking his head. "Dominic is a sick bastard, but he is the son of one of the most powerful members of the Order. If I didn't let him in and didn't listen to his sick rambling, then he could have me sent to Haven as a criminal and then John might be removed from the Order. There is nothing we can do that won't blow up in our faces concerning Dominic Finch."
"What's Haven?" I asked, trying to change the subject from the creeper who wanted to hurt me. I wasn't sure I could handle another conversation about how sick-minded and powerful Dominic was without throwing up.
"Well, you know that there are Seers who can communicate and see Ghosts and whatnot. There are also many other unusual types of people, most of them no normal people can see, and they are everywhere. Most of them hide in plain sight, which means they work and live and have little baby monsters just like everyone else. Haven is like our D.C. It's the main capitol for all creatures of the night, and usually only very important people or criminals go there. I've never been there personally, but I've heard that it looks like the child of Heaven and Hell." Alex said, and I shivered at that thought. So it would look safe and inviting while it tortured you with each step?
"When's John going to be back?" I asked, pulling my blanket a little tighter around me. Even though I knew the room was very, very hot my insides still felt a little chilled and I hated it, but the feeling would just not go away. Suddenly I felt as if someone or something was tugging on me from my core and yelped, reaching out to grab Alex and Jack before the tug came again and I was suddenly flying off somewhere very cold and very scary.
I screamed and cried for help, but the tugging never slowed and with everything blurring by me sickeningly I had no idea where I was going or if I'd ever stop moving. It seemed to go on for a long time and then suddenly it felt as if I was slammed downward into something hard and freezing and dead. I couldn't move and I couldn't make a sound, but that didn't stop me from continuing to scream and sob in my mind.
I had no idea how long I stayed there in the freezing dead thing that after a while I discovered was the buried remains of my own body, but finally I felt the tug again only this time softer and less painful. It felt as if someone was trying to open up a door above me so I could escape this silent and still Hell, and when I subconsciously felt the door open wide enough for me to squeeze through I bolted up through it and scrambled as far as I could before I finally managed to break the surface and be surrounded by fresh freezing air again.
I sobbed and curled up into a ball, shivering in the snow but not really caring. I was free! I was free at last! I didn't care if I died there in the snow, as long as I never had to experience whatever that torture had been then I could accept it with a smile and open arms.
"Emma!" someone gasped, and I was suddenly lifted up off the ground and surrounded by warmth that felt so good I cried harder. "Emma, child, everything is alright… You're safe now…" whoever was holding me said soothingly, and after a minute or so I was able to calm down enough to open my eyes again and see that it was John.
"J-J-John?" I whispered, my voice very hoarse from screaming for so long.
"Yes it is me, Emma. You're safe now and no one is going to hurt you. Do you remember what happened at all?" he asked, starting to walk with me still in his arms like a small child. I didn't have the strength or the will to protest and just curled up a bit more into his warm chest.
"A tug… A tug on my insides took me from the house. Everything was blurring by and then- and then I was… back in my b-body." I choked out, and shivered violently. Only the shivering didn't stop, and I whimpered softly wondering if whatever had happened was going to be enough to kill me the second time.
"What happened?" someone else asked from very close by, and I turned my head a bit and saw that it was Jack and that John was lowering me into a car beside his Apprentice.
John didn't answer until he had made sure I was comfortable in the car beside Jack and had gone around to the driver's side and had gotten in. "It seems that someone preformed a Come Here curse on Emma and made it so that she would have no choice but to go to wherever they indicated. Since it was her body the pull was too hard for her to fight like it should have been. It was pure luck that I had just learned about the location of where she was buried or else we would not gotten to her in time." he said, starting up the car with a hard twist of his wrist and a glare out the front windshield that would have turned the snow outside into instant steam.
The car ride back home was very quiet after that, and by the time we made it back to the house my shivering had worsened and Jack was holding me tightly to try to give me as much warmth as he could. He looked tortured and his eyes were practically blazing out of his skull, but he didn't say anything until the car came to a stop back in front of the house. "Alex thinks it would be best if Emma slept in his room now. At least for tonight until we can get her room up to a high enough temperature." he told John, his tone sounding almost tired.
"I agree that it would be best for now." John nodded after a few moments of thought, and then he turned slightly and glared back at his Apprentice. "Do not try to communicate with Alex that far away again, young man. It takes too much out of you to be doing it so freely."
"I understand, Master." Jack murmured, and then before Jack could say anything back he got out of the car and headed up to the front door with me in his arms. He opened the door and immediately headed for Alex's room, the house strangely still and silent as if no one was there even though I was sure Alex hadn't been in the car with us. Jack wordlessly settled me into Alex's bed, tucking the blankets around me and making sure I was beginning to warm up again. "You can go to sleep now, Emma. You're safe and you'll be warm again in no time." he assured me quietly, and I closed my eyes obediently and slipped off into the nothingness of sleep that was calling my name. I never saw or heard Alex.
Author's Note: Sorry for such a terribly long time updating! I had literally hit a wall with this story as thick as the Earth, but I think I've finally got my rythm back! I'd expect a new chapter in a few days...
Just in case anyone gets any ideas this story is completely mine and mine alone and any people/ideas/places/things that seem/sound familiar are simply coincidental and not meant to offend or infuriate. I apologize ahead of time.