Immortally Bound

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Chapter 27

Life settled down in the aftermath from the playoffs. Everything went back to normal, or as normal as it was before we started winning hockey games. A week went by before Ella and the rest of the school learned of Harrison’s death. Ms. Lyndon drew up independence forms for Lynna, but they were already being processed. Lynna told me that they had planned well in advance for Harrison’s death and the future in case that event ever took place. Lynna decided she would be the caretaker of Cass and Kelly, and the three would share Harrison’s estate, whatever that entailed. Ella nearly fell out of her chair when she heard the amount that was to be split among the three siblings. Until the announcement of the split in the estate, everyone thought of Lynna to be poor in wealth when it was the exact opposite. Lynna’s home wasn’t in an upscale part of town, which brought on the illusion that she was one of the poverty stricken.

News of Lynna’s inheritance spread quickly. Everyone at school started hanging around her, paying their respects; they even started asking why she lived in such a shabby part of town. I was the only one who realized that Lynna spent her money on living expenses only and nothing more. The other two siblings were quite different. Cass and Kelly both had a wide array of computers and video game consoles within reach. Lynna read books out of the school library, while the other two bought books and never read them.

A month after Harrison’s death I visited Lynna at her house to talk about our future now that I was involved more in her life. Cass said nothing as I entered the house. He trudged up the stairs and soon I heard him and Kelly playing the latest shooting game. On the surface they acted like regular kids when I knew they weren’t. Lynna emerged from the kitchen with a tray of tea and cookies. She placed the set on the table then poured a cup.

I grabbed a cinnamon swirl. She must’ve bought these recently because when I last visited on the day she returned home, there weren’t any cookies in the cupboard, along with much less food than I thought there would be. “Ella wishes you could stay with her, but she recognizes why you can’t leave,” I began. Ella’s disappointment had spilled over into the time that Drew and I spent at her house a week ago. Her parents were on vacation for only a day, but it was long enough for Ella to go crazy without having a friend in the house.

Lynna smiled at me. “I’m glad you can stay with her,” she stated honestly.

I nodded, agreeing with her. The danger for Ella’s life still wasn’t over. My mother took a trip with my father to Argentina for their anniversary. While she was gone, I slept in the guest bedroom in Ella’s house, taking over for Lynna who usually stayed with our friend when her parents were gone. As normal as our lives had been these past few months, I expected someone to attack Ella again or myself. “Do you expect an attack so soon after last month’s events?”

She shrugged and took a sip of her tea. “I don’t know.”

Several minutes of comfortable silence settled in between us. We stared at each other and didn’t speak.

“You told Cass you saw the Empress,” she finally said openly.

I didn’t move or flinch, though the words stung me. She hadn’t wanted me to say anything about that, and I did.

“He thinks that I’ve compromised us.”

I resisted the urge to plead my case. This was Cass being cautious. He knew the reasons why I said what I did.

“As of tomorrow, I am no longer allowed to make any decisions regarding our stay here,” she sighed and set down her teacup.

I frowned. This was new. She had legal responsibilities to the two children in the eyes of the law as their guardian. What had happened?

Her eyes caught mine. “Before you say anything I need to you to listen to me.”

I wasn’t about to protest, and I listened to her. She kept talking, but they were only words in my ears. I didn’t hear the meaning behind them.

“Our father cannot be reached, and the time has come for us to make alliances with the wardens if we are to win our war. Our family will ally with one of the closest living wardens from our home planet, and because of this I will be tested. The first of which is that I can take orders and uphold our laws. No one knows what happened between you and me in the beginning of the year except Cassidhe and Kellaech. And it needs to stay that way. You are free to choose your own course of action, but you must realize that I am bound by my word in such matters.”

“What does that mean?” I asked her flat out. What exactly was she trying conveying?

“Even though I need your help, you will be an outcast in my world. You have no blessings from the wardens, and you are a Demyl to them. When I go to the Caer Vassan’s home next month for the first of the trials you cannot come with me. They will not respect you nor will they allow you entry because of what you are.”

I froze. I was an outcast, a lesser being in her society. “But you can’t be alone there, without any protection.” No matter how much faith she put in her siblings, I didn’t trust them. Cass misled me into a decision that nearly cost me my life and Ella’s. Kelly went out of her way, avoiding me on purpose when I knew she wanted nothing more than to destroy me. They both were constantly afraid of what I was and what I would evolve into, but none of what a Demyl entailed was ever explained thoroughly. Even though Cass and I allied saving Lynna’s body, he never completely trusted me, though I was ready to trust in him at a moment’s notice. And now they had found a way to cut me out of their affairs again, though this time they would succeed.

I studied Lynna’s face. She wasn’t happy with this decision. She looked worn down and stressed out from the repercussions that would come from this. Already dark circles were under her eyes. Exams were only a month away. We still had prom and a graduation ceremony. If she could have senioritis this would be it; but as the circumstances were, it wasn’t a bad case of not yet being free from high school. Lynna looked like she was being thrown into a prison against her control.

“Why don’t we go take a walk?” I suggested suddenly. It would get her out of the house and away from her siblings.

She looked up at me and nodded. “I think I need some fresh air.”

We ended up walking down the street. I glanced back and spotted Cass watching us retreat from the second story window. When I glanced back a second time, his face was gone. Lynna and I strolled down onto Main Street then turned onto Fourth.

“We never really got a chance to talk about my vision,” I began.

“I know,” she responded quietly. We both spoke German to each other in case there were others nearby.

“Does it mean anything?”

This time she didn’t answer me.

I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and turned towards her. “What’s bothering you?”

She fidgeted for a moment. “You told Cass about Saladian choosing you.”

I frowned.

“You don’t understand the meaning of that. I do. Saladian only chooses those of us who are perfect matches to her soul. She hasn’t chosen a warrior in several hundred years. And because you are a Demyl, it’s an abomination to be chosen in that state. No Demyl has ever been chosen. Cass and Kelly both see it as a horrible misunderstanding, one that needs to be hidden.”

“Lynna,” I begged her, but she did not let me interject.

“If you have really been put as the new warrior in charge then my father is already dead. Cass would be the head of the family and the new Warden. Maybe this is the way it was supposed to be. Cass is here taking charge and making plans to ally the wardens. My hands are tied with your well-being, and I can’t see any loophole that would allow your presence at the events. Our father could have rescinded the order that you are to be blinded by our world and that would enable you to come with me, but as it is you can’t. In fact, Cass doesn’t want you in the house at all anymore. He expressed his feelings to me openly last night.”

I scowled. “I am to be grateful that you saved my life and changed it dramatically, but I’m not allowed to know anything as to how I am supposed to live this life now?”

“Yeah,” she answered in a human vernacular. “I haven’t been able to find another way around it. There aren’t any loopholes.”

“There are always loopholes,” I blurted my thoughts aloud. I meant to think that only, but I decided it was better stated. “Look, I know you’re stressed out about what is going to happen soon, but we have a month of school left. Prom is in a few weeks and there isn’t enough time for stress regarding these new events until after we’ve sat for our finals. I think that we can deal with this situation later, and for the moment try to live out our senior year.”

Lynna nodded slowly. “I don’t usually stress over our politics but lately I’ve been feeling different in how I see the world. I think I need to thank you and Ella for that.”

I smiled. “Your welcome. Now are we going to plot what were doing for prom night?”

“Like what? It’s just another dance,” she moaned.

I shook my head. “It’s not just another dance. This is our last dance of high school, to others it’s a rite of passage.”

“And what do you think about it?” she asked me.

“Prom is the night where my friends and I get one last chaperoned dance-off until we graduate,” I teased. “No, but I think that it will be a night to remember and not just for us, but for everyone there.”

She smiled. “Ella wanted me to go. I think I shall.”

“What should we say to Cass?”

Her smile grew wider. “Oh, the change in leadership doesn’t go into effect until after I graduate. He’ll get over it.”

I grinned and took her arm. I texted Ella and asked her to meet us downtown for lunch. She was thrilled when she heard the news that Lynna would be at prom with us and started calling limousine services.

While Ella and Lynna went dress shopping, I pondered Lynna’s statements from earlier. Somehow, I knew that these trials wouldn’t be ordinary tests. The nagging sensation that I couldn’t sit idly by and watch her perform these trials at a distance haunted me. I must find a way to be there for her, even if it meant I broke the Immortal’s rules. Like Saladian had stated, I had been chosen for a specific purpose.


Thanks to everyone who supported me through this story; there are too many of you to name and I hope that when you read this you recognize yourself as being one of those familiar personalities that were written for you. This is one of the few stories that did not unwind itself from my dreams, though I sometimes dream of it. For Mylea and Marie, two of my first listeners, your friendship is beyond measure.

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