Page 22 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

Raiden and I wince, making the guys laugh at our expressions.

River smirks as he says, “Yeah, I think that’s probably a good idea.”

“Alright. Well, I need sleep. It’s been a damn long day,” I say.

“Night, Neith,” the guys all somehow manage to say together, making me smile.

Chapter Seven

Neith

Last night was interesting. We found out quite a few things, although I don’t think we really got many questions that we had answered, or at least if a question was answered then several more were asked from that one answer.

It’s added to the things that I want to research today, and I know for a fact that I am not going to have enough time to do it all today. As I choose my comfiest clothes and start putting them on, I go over the list of the things that I want to research, in no particular order than that’s how I remember it.

Okay, so there are the kelpies, the Choosing, which I had almost forgotten about, but our trip to the training academy coming up tomorrow has brought it back to the forefront of mymind. I still want to be as prepared as I can be because it is still a very real threat. I also want to look into Leusidious, the place where the imps sent me, and see if there is any reason why it was that place. Oh, and I want to look into Asael, my sword, and see if I can find it in any of the history books and what that may tell me.

I am sure that I have forgotten some things that I wanted to look into, but honestly, I think that list is pretty extensive and enough for me to start with, at least. Knowing me, I’m going to get stuck on one subject at some point and not get around to doing the rest anyway.

Walking out of my room to get breakfast, since it is most likely going to be the only meal that I remember to eat today unless someone reminds me, probably more than once, my eyes land on Betty and Asael. It would probably be a good idea if I took Asael to the library with me so that I can make sure that I am looking for the right sword. I haven’t seen Winston since we closed up the ward, so I haven’t been able to ask him if he managed to find anything or even what he meant the last time that we spoke. Picking up Asael, I feel really bad that I’ll be leaving Betty behind again since I haven’t actually taken her out for ages. It’s relatively normal for us, since I couldn’t take her on most jobs that I did for HID, and I couldn’t just walk around with her, she’s not exactly a subtle weapon.

Still, I feel bad leaving her here all by herself, so I pick her up as well. I must look pretty ridiculous striding out of my room with a sword resting on one shoulder and a shotgun resting on the other.

“Whoa, preparing for a war we don’t know about?” Doc asks with a smile as soon as I walk into the kitchen.

I grin, “Always. No, I want to see what I can find out about Asael, and I felt bad that Betty was going to be all by herself again.”

“Makes sense,” River replies with a shrug as he continues eating his cereal.

“I’ve ordered a grocery delivery, so that should be coming today,” Evander says.

His words prompt the guys to all start telling everyone what they are going to be up to today, and it’s a mixture of working out, napping, and lesson planning. That last one was Doc, and honestly, I was so intrigued by it that I almost asked him if I could go with him and see what he was planning, but then I remembered the library, and quite frankly I think I have been more than patient enough in waiting to be shown the library and I don’t want to wait any longer.

We all tuck into breakfast and coffee, and I probably eat more than I should, but they’ve got these chocolate pastries again, and they’re still warm, and I just can’t help myself because I’ve got no self-control when it comes to chocolate and pastry.

I mean, really, does anyone? If they do, they are far more adulty than I ever want to be. That is definitely not a level of adultness that I ever hope to achieve. I’m happy with my semi-adult, semi-definitely not an adultness.

“Neith, I think you’ve just had a delivery,” Ransom says, pulling me out of my weird thoughts about adultyness, I’m pretty sure that’s not a word but then again, if you use a word that makes it a word, does it not? Or does there have to be some kind of ceremony for a word to be considered an official word?

Wow, I am on top form today.

Shaking my head to hopefully get rid of my ridiculous thoughts, I frown, momentarily confused, as I try to remember what Ransom said before I went on a detour, and then my frown deepens because why would I be getting a delivery here? “Oh, shit, my clothes and stuff.”

“I’ll go grab it for you,” Doc says, and he disappears before I can say anything else.

“Hey, you’ve still got your magic free,” I point out, grinning at Reed, who looks far more relaxed than he usually does.

Reed nods, “Yeah. It’s really strange. I have told the guys to tell me if they feel weird or anything like that.”

“Do you guys feel odd?” I ask and then add, “To me, Reed’s magic feels a lot steadier, like it's now a steady presence, whereas before, it has been fluctuating all over the place.”

Raiden’s eyebrows rise, “You know, I don’t think I will ever get used to how you can read our magic, it’s really impressive, and not many supes can do it, and not like you can. We can feel power spikes, but not like you seem to be able to, and most supernaturals have a problem with narrowing down exactly where it is coming from. I’m not at all surprised that you are a supernatural. It makes so much sense.”

“I think it’s instinct as well. I have been around supernaturals my whole life. I was raised with Van and his family, and then I was with Dimitri, too. Not only is he a strong supe, but so is everyone that he associates with. He doesn’t do weak. I don’t like not knowing what I’m up against, so I made sure that I knew. I’m not saying that there isn’t a supernatural element to it because it clearly goes beyond just instincts, but I think that is probably why it is as strong as it is,” I explain the theory that I have been thinking about for a while now.

The guys are all frowning at me, I know they don’t like that I have been in dangerous situations, and with someone who is so well known for being as dangerous as Dimitri is, but there isn’t really anything that they can do about it. To be honest, although a lot of it was hell, not all of it was. Some of it was really fucking fun. Not only that but the really bad shit that I went through, the stuff that has left physical and emotional scars. That shit came before Dimitri, he actually saved me from that, and I will always be grateful that he did. Even though, in some ways, it was like Ijumped out of the frying pan and into the fire. Being with Dimitri was great until it really fucking wasn’t, then it became hell.

Some of the skills that I have developed because of my time with him are pretty fucking awesome. I don’t think there is much about my past that I would change.

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