Inside the Fire Book One in the Warden's Series (35 page)

I know he’s not going to like my answer. Why
would he? He seriously thinks that I will give in to save them.
Sooner or later I might, but I have one more box to check off my
bucket list before I submit to his evil ways. I close my eyes and I
pray.

Lord, give me strength to push aside this
asshole.

I don’t know how I felt her, I suppose after
spending hours looking through her eyes we had a blind
connection.

“Krista.” The word came out a whisper, but
he heard it, his eyes widening.

I felt relief wash over me as she walked
through the door. I mean she literally walked through the door. He
spun to face her, his face distorted. She was his Kryptonite, the
only love he ever had.

“How is this possible?” He dropped to his
knees in front of the glowing apparition. I sprinted for Aaron
lifting his head from the floor and checking for a pulse. It came
back strong, he was alive, more relief.

She reached down and touched his face. Even
after everything he had done to her she still held tenderness in
her heart for him. I remembered how she felt the world move when he
was around. The way she could only breathe if he was next to her.
She glanced at me a smile played on her lips. She bent down and
whispered in his ear. His face twisted in pain as he spun on
me.

I cannot restrain him for long. I will do
what I can but I cannot promise I will be able to hold him. The
police are outside, remember you know nothing!

Krista was staring at me her mouth not
moving, but I knew this telekinetic bridge we had between us opened
a new form of communication.

“You wicked bitch!” He screamed at me as she
wrapped her arms around his chest. She closed her eyes, and they
disappeared into white oblivion.

I felt Aaron moving in my arms as he opened
his eyes. I felt a wash of relief run through me as I let a tear
fall. He gripped onto me not speaking until the police officers
entered the gym.

Ten students were dead, along with five
teachers, and the office administrator. There had been seven
shooters. Four were found dead throughout the school, they arrested
the other three. As for the nine students in my third period class,
they all lived.

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I was right though, those nine told nine
more and before I knew it the whole school had heard the story. I
was no longer invisible. This didn’t change anything I was still
the same pessimistic me. I just had more people than I wanted
trying to be my friend.

The story though, it was slightly one sided,
for if I had sent my father’s flames towards the men that day I
would have a totally different name right now. Before I had been
seen as a dark witch, mistress of the arcane, now I was an Angel
sent to Earth.

The story would wear out soon enough, they
will forget as is the human custom. Maybe a few will still latch on
to it but I’m sure someone is going to intervene and make them
forget what they saw.

The whole thing makes me laugh. If they knew
how wrong they were would they suddenly be as accepting of me?

I grew fond of Aaron. He had a way of making
me feel good when I really felt down. I still didn’t love him but
we had this contract binding us together so I made do with what I
had. I hadn’t seen nor heard from Wesley since the night at his
house. There was no telling where they were right then. I was
looking for her though, searching every astral plane I could think
of but coming up empty handed. I had nothing but time, the goal was
to save Wesley (and I would) but the thought of ripping out her
throat made my world go round.

She was safe for now. At least until I found
her. After that I would make sure she pled for her life before I
sent her to Hell where she belonged.

I am Dawn, the daughter of an Angel and
Demon. I have more power in my pinky than she has in her whole
body.

I will crush her!