I stare at them, frozen in horrified shock. We’re all alone in the hallway.
“As morning wakes, the truth is found,
The dream is dashed, all hope is bound…”
Dread washes over me as I realize what’s happening, and I try to pull away from them. But Kai clutches me tightly, their fingernails digging through the fabric of my shirt and piercing my skin.
“Kai, snap out of it!” I hiss, but it’s to no avail. It’s clear that whoever -whatever- is speaking, it’s not my progeny. It’s just using them as a vessel.
“An empty throne, a path to tread,
“A new day put your fears to bed,
“But in the light…blood turns to red.”
I shake my head fiercely. “No,stop…”
“You can’t escape, the story’s told,
“Fate is deep, and fortune’s old,
“The die’s been cast, your soul was sold.
“The end is nigh, your loss is clear,
“You can’t save her, as you fear,
“Her last breath is drawing near.
“Roslyn Night, it’s Paige you love,
“Kind as a whisper, soft as a dove,
“A rose sweet, sweet like blood.”
Their words wrap around me like an icy chill, penetrating my skin and piercing my heart like a stake. Before I can say anything, Kai’s body jolts, and then goes limp in my arms.
“Kai!” I shout, holding them up, shaking them. “Kai, talk to me!”
The vampire’s eyes blink open. They’re back to their usual colour, thank god.
“Cri-Crimson?” they stutter, pulling themselves up to their feet. “I’m sorry, I…something made me stumble…”
“Kai,” I say, forcefully. I can feel the red flash in my eyes, see the concern in my progeny’s face. “Do you remember what you just said to me?”
“What I…just said?” they ask, their fangs elongating in fear. “I didn’t say anything, I just saw you come off the elevator…”
I hiss angrily as I let them go. It’s as I feared. “Does your merman have prophetic abilities?”
“Yes, fortune-telling runs in his family,” they answer. Then their eyes widen. “Wait…did I…?”
“Yes. Have you had an episode before?”
They shake their head, looking completely awestruck. “No, I mean…I didn’t even realize those sorts of abilities could be transmitted by blood. I thought maybe I’d get better at swimming, not tell the future! What did Isay?”
“It’s not important,” I snap. “And I’d appreciate if you didn’t mention it to anyone.”
They frown. “Crimson, was it…was it about the prophecy about Paige?”
