Those of us unfamiliar with the giant, zombie-like creatures had frozen at the horrifying sight. Luckily, the older Aurathions knew precisely what we were dealing with and, after a gruesome battle, were able to dispose of them.
Somehow, the DF managed to control these creatures and use them to attack us. One of many horrors at their disposal, all in an effort to try and kill the earthbound Aurathions and take over this world.
We’d managed to capture several of our Aurathion enemies, hoping to get information from them… unfortunately, when Jet returned, he was in the frenzy of a killing rage, and no hostages survived.
Chloe and Oliver came in immediately after and explained everything that had happened while we’d been distracted by our attackers.
Another consequence of that horrible day was that our existence was revealed to humans. The council has been very busy trying to smooth things over and reassure Earth’s leaders that we weren’t here to take over.
That wasn’t an easy task with the DF attacking at every opportunity. Some major cities had been nearly destroyed, and countless lives had been lost.
Jet had been invaluable to the council in dealing with human and Aurathion relations. Who would have thought that his spying would give us an advantage? The reports he had submitted before the attacks showed that we wanted to live peacefully with humans and trained daily to protect this world.
Truly, we were their only hope, and the powers that be knew it.
“Where are you going?” A deep voice startled me out of my thoughts.
Nathan was standing in front of me, covered in blood. “I’m looking for Zane.”
“He’s cleaning up.” Nathan nodded toward the door he’d just come out of.
“Did you get any new information?” I asked as I walked toward the room.
“No, but we have a lead on another attack they have planned.” He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
“Where?” I stopped, waiting for his answer.
Oren had surmised that if they could be caught just as they entered our world, we might be able to commandeer their portal and reach Reverie. It was the best idea we’d come up with so far, and everyone agreed on this plan of action.
Getting all of us toagreeon anything these days was nearly impossible. Reverie was the glue that held us together, and without her, everything was falling apart. The only thing uniting us now was our grief and determination to get her back.
Nathan’s expression was smug. “The town where I grew up. Jesse was right, they’re trying to find Adelaide.Finally, they seem to be taking the bait.”
It felt like my heart was going to leap right out of my chest. “Do any of the other guys know yet?”
“No, I’m on my way to tell them. We need to finalize all of our plans and be ready to go in two weeks.” He pulled a rag from his pocket and wiped his face—smearing the blood around more than anything else.
“Shit! Twofuckingweeks?” I knew this was good news, but we’d been without our Nexus for months now—two more weeks seemed like an eternity.
“I know. I’m not happy about the wait either, but it is what it is.” His face took on a sinister expression. “What helps me deal is fantasizing about what I’m going to do to the people who’ve held my Nexi all this time. You should try it.”
I dreamed of that on a regular basis myself. My methods of vengeance changed nightly, but they always ended the same. With the claws of my beast buried deep in their guts, and blood covering everything.
Nathan smirked. “I can see by the expression on your face that you’ve already tried it.” He slapped my back. “Tell Zane to hurry it up. We all need to plan for this one together.” Nathan turned and started up the stairs.
I pushed the door open just in time to see Zane open his mouth and incinerate the guy sitting in the chair. We’d both learned to embrace our abilities because we knew they’d be vital in rescuing our Nexus.
Since Reverie had been taken, we expected our abilities to fade or at least weaken. However, it seemed the opposite had happened. They’d actually grown stronger, and we’d even gained a few more.
Zane’s fire abruptly cut off, and he turned to me, “Zane’s mobile body disposal, you ax’em I ash’em.”
I didn’t acknowledge his morbid joke; he covered his pain with humor, and it had progressively gotten darker as themonths had passed. “Nathan told me the good news—great job getting him to talk.”
“Yep. If the guy weren’t on the wrong side of all this, I’d have admired the son of a bitch. He didn’t give in until Nathan cut off his last finger." Zane went to the sink and washed his hands and face.
“I came down here to tell you that Chloe and Oliver are back from their assignment.” I pulled the hose from the wall and washed the ashes down the drain in the floor.
“Are Jet and Deshawn back?” He asked, walking to the sink, splashing water on his face.
