Chapter 25 ~ Dangers
I had arrived.
I could feel goosebumps rise across my arms, as I stared up at the eerie mansion.
I gulped, and begun to knock my hand against the large gloomy door.
The door opened with a sinister creek, to reveal the Lady herself. “What a surprise!” She sang, a grin on her face although we both knew she was lying.
“Hello Adana, I’ve come with news.” I begun to say, when she grabbed my arm and pulled me inside.
“I know, I’m trying to block out your thoughts.” She stated, dragging me into the anciently creepy yet beautifully decorated household. Adana pulled me into a small room, that only held a sofa opposite a fire-place. In between the two was a table stacked with tarot cards, and two cups of coffee. “I love news!” Adana sang, as we sat on the velvet-like sofa.
She handed me the coffee mug, and I tried to gulp down the realization that she was waiting for my unannounced arrival. “Well, I-” I started, mentally planning how I was going to say this. “I’ve concluded that I have some unexpected, how do I say this, abilities.” I said, getting straight to the point.
Adana raised her eyebrow, “I suspected as much. I don't see everything, you know. It really makes my boring life interesting when there's a good plot twist.” She winked, taking gulps from her coffee.
I tried not to feel as if I was just a source of entertainment to her, although it was hard. “I healed someone’s injuries.” I said, wandering if I should go into details. I didn’t think the fact that one of the people I healed was a Vampire, or that the other was dead could be information Adana could be trusted with. That last piece of information was hard to digest, and I wasn’t sure if I could handle seeing her reaction to it.
Adana began to choke on her coffee, splattering my sweatshirt with the dark liquid. I patted her back as she came to finish, awkwardly. She raised her head to face me, “You healed someone?”
I nodded, uncertain whether or not this was a good idea after all. “He was kind of-” It was times like this I wished Charlotte was here at my aid, “He was almost... Dead.”
The native witch begun grinning widely, “That is terrific!” Adana screeched, “You’re just like your mother.”
I widened my eyes, “What do you mean?” I asked, starting to get annoyed with her short explanations.
“Your mother was a powerful witch, almost as good as me.” She started, “But her main criteria was healing. Like how I am an oracle, she was a healer.”
I widened my eyes even more, “So I’m a witch.” I concluded, a frown on my face at the fact.
Adana cocked her head, with a puzzled look directed at me. “I thought you already knew that, Blaire, dear.”
I sighed, shaking my head. “I knew I had witch blood in me, but I thought I was a shapeshifter. I’m supposed to be able to shift into an animal, not do voodoo and crap.” I collapsed deeper into the sofa, now reluctantly compliant.
She shook her head, “You remind me of your father, stubborn as a mule.” Adana laughed at her own joke, “Strong-headed too.”
I rolled my eyes, not happy with that answer. “So I’m some sort of freak?” I asked, my barrier falling slightly at the fact that I was starting to give up.
Adana shook her head, looking at me as if I was crazy. “You're a mix of two Hybrids. What’s freaky about that?”
I wasn’t reassured by that what-so-ever.
“Anyway, how is your mission going?” She asked, changing the subject. Adana acted as if we were normal relatives, and I was just a normal young girl having a conversation with her loopy grandmother. It was far from that.
I sighed, “Not too well. We’ve barely done a thing, apart from grow an acquaintanceship with the leeches.” I muttered, careful with my choice of words.
Adana started to grow a perplexed expression, “Why exactly is your group on a mission involving growing an acquaintance with Vampires, anyway?” She asked, making me slightly confused.
“You don’t know?” I asked, feeling like a gossip but it felt like she should have known.
She shook her head, “All I know is you’re on a very dangerous mission.” Adana said, with a slight eerie hint in her voice.
I shook my head, “We’re on a mission to kill the Royal vampires in order to stop the war from starting.” I explained, not hesitating one bit on the information I was passing on. Adana was a witch trusted by all hybrids, and she was family.
Adana raised her eyebrows, “A war?” She repeated, looking horrified.
I titled my head at her, “You’re the one who foresaw it. The council thought it was best to take down the root of the Vampires, in order to restore peace.” I mumbled, repeating what I was told.
Adana shook her head, her eyes filled with worry. “I never foresaw anything, not that specific anyway. Even if I did; I would never have told the shifter council. Those type of visions are delicate, and hard to handle.”
I shook my head, confused. “But you had a prophecy, they saw it. Everyone knows about the prophecy you told of the Hybrid war.” I muttered, wandering if the prophecy we were told of not just months ago was true.
She raised her eyebrow, “Not exactly, dear. My prophecies are always vague, even I have trouble deciphering it.” Adana started to shake her head wildly, her eyes growing more and more panicked. “Don't meddle with time.”
I widened my eyes, “So what was the prophecy?” I whispered, afraid of the answer.
Adana stopped fidgeting and held my hands. “I’ll show you.”
I was afraid of that.
Adana’s eyes begun to darken, any sign of life dropping from her face. Her lips grew chapped, like she hadn’t had a drink in weeks. Trails of black liquid started to fall from her eyes, as if the black holes that were her eyes had begun dripping with dark oil.
I looked down at her hands that were tightly gripping my hands, to see that her skin resembled porcelain. I looked back to her horrific eyes, and I started to hear her eerie voice coming from her motionless mouth.
"Young Hybrids shall conspire,
Hidden behind an artful liar.
Pursuing the Hybrid war,
Leading for a kind no more.
The peers shall begin to strive,
The monarch shall revive.
A traitor shall vow a sin,
Defeated by the Lady kin.
The hybrid of Hybrids shall begin to tend,
The Hybrid civilization shall begin or end."
I watched as Adana’s gray skin turned to it’s natural colour, and how the black liquid of her eyes departed like it was smoke being sucked into her pupil. Her eyes returned to the dark brown it was before, and her grip loosened.
Adana blinked several times, focusing on her surroundings. She dropped my hands, and gave me a serious stare. “Do you understand now?”
I shook my head, frowning. “Not at all, your prophecy didn't tell us what to do like I thought it would.” I muttered, “What does any of that got to do with killing the royal Vampires?” I asked, puzzled.
She shook her head, “I don’t know why that council of yours is doing what they’re doing. But killing those vampires may not prevent a war, but start one. Like I said, it's hard to decipher it just from my prophecy. It could go one way or the other.” Adana turned her head to me, “Maybe your bosses have different reasons; but just aren’t willing to tell you.”
I shook my head, “I’m the Empress-to-be. They would have no reason to lie to me, or the whole shifter-kind.” As I thought about the situation, I wandered what I would do. It wasn’t like I could back out of the mission after all this time and effort. Besides, I wasn’t sure how the elders would react. I might have been a royal, but that didn’t mean they would react well to me braking the rules. Not the rules they had given me while receiving the mission, but the rules of our nature. How would it make me look if I said that I hesitated to kill the leeches? I shuddered at the thought.
Adana shook her head, “I don’t think like a shifter royal, but I do know that there is no way around it - if that’s what they’re trying to achieve.”
I narrowed my eyes, “No way around what?”
Adana gave me a look of pity, “There is no way to stop the Hybrid war.”