Page 8 of The Magic of Revenge
With a small whine, Baggie dropped his forehead and rested it against mine. Without warning, I was pulled into his memories.
Kai being overwhelmed and suffocated with depression. His footsteps as he trekked through the forest, following the other guys. Seeing Laurie setting up the pentagram. The way the guys put all of their faith into an evil woman because she seemed like the best option to get me back. I sucked in a shocked gasp as the scene unfolded before me.How fucking dare she?
Tears were drowning me now as I watched Fischer accept his fate and make the ultimate sacrifice for his friends, his brothers. Sobbing against Baggie, I told him how good he did. He’d left Kai before Fischer removed their memories so that he could show me the truth.
‘We're gonna get them back. Just don't go back to Kai yet, who knows what kind of things she has planned. If we can prevent her from knowing that we're onto her then we might stand a shot at a surprise attack,’I told him, the taste of vengeance on my tongue.
Spending my whole life knowing that my mother was a bitch had done absolutely nothing to prepare me for the extent of her evil. She’d stolen my men. Mine. She’d killed one of my men. Fischer was dead. A sob escaped my mouth just thinking about what I’d lost.
‘Saige.’
My name floated through the air like a whisper and the hairs on the back of my neck and arms lifted.
‘Who’s there?’I called out into the abyss.
‘You succeeded. You found your five and as such, the prophecy has changed,’the feminine voice said ominously. Baggie was pacing in circles around my legs, but there was nobody else with us. At least, not physically.
‘What do you mean it’s changed? Do you know how to stop my mother from whatever she has planned?’I questioned, hope unfurling in my chest. If I could get help from the stars then Laurie wouldn’t stand a chance against me. I didn’t know what she had planned, but she was a power-hungry murderous cunt who needed to atone for her sins.
‘Listen and listen carefully. The stars have spoken. It’s in your hands now, child.’
My hair began lifting off my shoulders as a breeze picked up, circling Baggie and me as we kept close to each other, keeping the other safe. The voice started in a soft cadence, the flow of the words smooth and powerful.
‘The chosen one has found her mates,
in a web woven by the fates.
One was lost to be replaced by two,
now a sixth is bound to you.
What once was five will need one more
to guide you through your destined door.
Each will rise to find new power,
as darkness looms and goodness cowers.
Hold fast to earth which brings new life,
awaken the Dragon chained by strife.
Nature's fury will rain down aide,
one who is many will release his rage.
Two sides of one coin you'll be entwined,
one in blood, one in mind.
In royal red your strength renewed,
hurry witch or all are doomed.’
The chanting got louder and louder until I was forced to slam my palms over my ears in a futile attempt to block the sound.
Abruptly, the voice was gone and there was silence, aside from my heavy breathing. My whole body was shaking, strumming with pent-up emotions. Fear, adrenaline, grief...
