Page 47 of Forging Bonds: Part One

“That’s amazing that they pretty much sacrificed their realm in order to protect the others,” I reply.

“It is,” River agrees.

“Okay, let’s see what we can find out,” Van says.

Van tells us the date of the year before the realm gates got shut, and we all head in the direction that he says the books should be in. As we get there, an idea pings in my mind.

“It might be a good idea to look at books that are autobiographies and things of a similar nature from that time as well. They could easily write about the Choosing because it was such an integral part of their life in Trieneliea,” I suggest.

“That’s a really good idea,” River says, and he starts to search through the shelves in order to find the books I have suggested.

With our arms piled high with books to look through, and as I try not to be disappointed that none of the books spoke to me, we make our way back to the giant table. When we get there, I place my pile of books down next to the book that Sully gave us, which has the supernatural that my mom was in, and I see that it’s got a note stuck to the front of it.

With a slight frown, I reach over the table to pick it up and read the note. With everything that has been happening and everything that has gone on recently, I completely forgot that Winston had said that he was going to try and translate the book for me.

“What’s that?” River asks me.

“A note from Winston. He’s translated the extinct supernaturals book,” I smile.

“Wow, that’s brilliant,” Van grins.

I nod, “Yeah, he said he tried to mark the page of the one that my mom was on, but that it wouldn’t let him. He also said that he managed to translate a lot of it, but some of it still remains in the old tongue because it didn’ttranslate right, or there wasn’t an English word that meant the same or even close.” I chuckle as I carry on reading and then explain to the guys, “He then goes on a little cursing rant.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Evander asks. “Open it up.”

I pick the book up, “Even though we can now read it, it still isn’t going to tell us what kind of supernatural my mom was or what kind of supe I am.”

River nods, “That’s true, but we can use it to narrow it down. We know that you hear the dead and that you have something to do with death because you died and then came back. We know that you can find things with an ease that no other supernatural can, all of those things give us a starting point. It’s somewhere to start, and the book isn’t that big, so hopefully, we can at least narrow it down.”

I smile, feeling a bit more hopeful than I was moments ago, “Thanks, River. We should probably look into the Choosing first, though.”

“Fuck that,” Van says as he moves closer, “we’re all fairly certain that we know all that we can know about the Choosing. I want to know more about you.”

Taking a seat, River and Van sit down beside me, and I nod, “Well, okay then. Let’s see what we can find.”

I don’t know what I expected when I opened the book, but for some reason, the fact that it is now easy to read is a shock to me, even though that’s what Winston said he had done.

“Does it have a contents or something?” River asks.

“Erm,” I say as I carefully turn the pages of the ancient book in my hands. “Yeah, it does, hang on. Oh, Winston left another note,” I grin as I read it, “it says, from this point down, all of the supes deal with death. Stupid fucking powers that fucking be won’t let me fucking tell you anymore.”

River bursts out laughing, “Wow, he is really pissed that he can’t tell you stuff, isn’t he?”

I nod, “Yeah, it’s actually pretty reassuring because I know that he’s on my side and that he wants me to know.”

“Yeah, I can see how that would be reassuring actually,” Van replies.

“Okay, read the list of supernaturals out, and we’ll see if we recognize any of them and if they fit with the things that you have shown so far,” River suggests, wriggling in his seat like a big giant puppy.

“There are only five,” I reply. “Which is actually pretty awesome and way better than there being forty. It narrows it down by a lot.”

“Yeah, it does. I know that Winston was really fucking mad that he couldn’t mark the page for you, but he has narrowed it down so much more than I thought that he would be able to do,” Evander replies.

“Yeah, he did,” I smile. “Okay, so these are the extinct creatures that have a link with death. There is a brief description of what they are by each one, but obviously, we need to go to the actual page in order to be able to get more information on them.”

River nods, “Okay, just read the names and the brief descriptions for a moment, and then we can delve more into the likely ones.”

“So, the first one is called a Hystreea. They are supernaturals that can turn into the hounds of hell,” I start.

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