“See, a woman with hate in her soul will set fire to the world. This demon changes into any animal she chooses. She can turn on you like a lion looking for prey and become a fly on your wall, listening to your personal matters.”
A fly on the wall?
That thought stopped me. He knew more than he was letting on.
“Those with powers, you have been outed, as we normal, God-fearing people deserve to know who we stand beside. Every one of you have been given a drug that showed you a hallucination of your greatest fears. And since we know you are all cowards who hide in the night, you will stay in that hallucination forever.” Robert smiled at me, and I read between the lines of his words.
Hallucination of our greatest fears.
My greatest fear was losing someone I loved again after getting close. I turned toward the crowd below and scanned the faces. He wasn’t dead. I knew it. I had faith that Asher wasn’t dead, and when I heard someone call out my name, I knew I was right.
Asher was staring at me with wide eyes, concern written all over his face.
My body sagged with relief, seeing him there.
“Face your fears,” I whispered to myself and turned back toward Robert, whose eyes were roaming over my body with unnerving desire.
“I was instructed to give you this.” He pulled out a card with a single rose attached to the paper.
“You know you’re declaring war, and this is one you will lose.” I grabbed the card and held the rose in my other hand.
“This is God-mandated, my dear. Ridding the world of demon spawn. You should not exist.” He grinned like he was above me and spit on the ground between us.
“You kill me, and I won’t release the antidote for the hallucinogen. There’s a widespread panic down there. Once I make it into the crowd, I will set them free of their fear. The damage is already done.” He started walking toward the door that led to the stairs down to the ground level.
“I will get you. Maybe not today, but one day,” I vowed, and he bowed his head and slipped behind the door.
My fingers fumbled with the card and saw chicken scratch handwriting inside.
One single Rose and a cut to set her free, an angel is born, and the sheep will follow thee.
One beast to rescue where death stands still, and finish what has been given to me as God’s will.
I examined the rose and dropped it to the ground in a frenzy.
Changing into a hawk again, I flew down to Asher, switching to my human form after I landed. He pulled me into an embrace as I told him to have everyone meet me at headquarters before transforming again and flying off to get into gear and prepare for a fight.
They want a war. I’ll bring them a war.
