The Chronicles of Koa: Netherworld (8 page)

Koa felt the exact opposite, and she was glad that Halston had chosen the old sedan instead of a shiny Maserati or Mercedes. She would have felt ashamed in the midst of these unfortunate people.

Halston stopped the car and they stepped out into the sunset. Halston closed the door and looked over the car at her. “Are you ready?”

Koa nodded quickly. “I am. I’ve been waiting to finally meet her.” She smiled and Halston did the same.

“Good. She has been looking forward to meeting you too. Don’t forget that she can be dangerous though.”

“Please, she’s a sweet old lady,” Koa replied as she followed behind Halston to the woman’s flat.

“And she can be more dangerous than a man with a gun,” Halston said over his shoulder.

Koa just nodded when they stopped before a door. Halston knocked.

Koa smiled at a little boy who nearly ran into her. The little boy returned the smile, and she giggled at his two front missing teeth. He hid and peeked around the corner as if playing with her. He made a silly face and hid his face again.

Koa covered her eyes and pretended that she was scaring him when he peeked around the corner again. He burst out laughing. Koa beamed. She loved children more than anything. Sometimes she wondered if she’d be able to have a child someday.

Koa should have never been born. Vampire children weren’t born to human mothers. As far as Koa knew, she was the only one.

The door opened and Koa turned her attention from the child. She waved to the boy before she stepped into the flat. The Oracle was a small Chinese woman. She wore a warm smile on her thin lips. Her wire rimmed bifocals made her dark eyes look abnormally large. She wore a red nightgown that seemed like it needed a wash. There were food stains all over it.

“Koa, right?” the Oracle said with a heavy Chinese accent.

Koa nodded. “Nice to meet you.”

The Oracle looked her up and down and nodded. “Come in.”

Koa had to hide her disgust as she entered the flat. It was a small home, and unlike Halston’s safe house that was an illusion on the outside, this place was just as rundown on the inside.

Koa covered her nose. The smell of cat urine made her want to gag. The smell was as intense as ammonia and with Koa’s heightened sense of smell, she felt like she might faint if she breathed it in too deeply, so she took small, quick, breaths behind her hand.

The house was a cluttered, revolting, mess. The Oracle seemed to be a mixture of a hoarder and a person with chronic obsessive compulsive disorder. Koa watched her step away from the door and flick the light switch four times after she closed the door. She spoke Mandarin under her voice in what sounded like a chant.

Koa and Halston stepped to the side and waited for her to complete her rituals. She touched the door knob a few times to make sure that it was locked, before turning her attention to them. She waved for them to follow and walked down the narrow hallway to the back of the flat.

A cat jumped onto the Oracles shoulder and seemed to cradle her head as she walked. Koa grimaced at the stains in the old, disgusting, carpet. There were open cans of cat food scattered about and small piles of cat feces. Koa wanted to vomit. She averted her eyes and swallowed the acid in her throat.

“I didn’t have time to clean up today,” the Oracle said. She pushed a pile of newspapers off her tattered sofa and motioned for them to have a seat.

Koa wanted to stand, but she didn’t want to offend the older woman. She sat on the very edge of the sofa and kept her hands and legs close, so that she wouldn’t have to touch anything. A cat ran under the coffee table and looked up at her with its yellow eyes. Koa smiled at it, almost expecting it to say hello. No, only her mother could do such a thing.

“You came much sooner than I expected,” the Oracle said. She sat in a rocking chair and folded her hands in her lap. “I am surprised.”

“Your messenger came by this morning. I saw no reason to wait,” Halston said.

Koa listened. She was so anxious that her knees bounced with nerves. The Oracle knew so much about both worlds, and Koa felt like such an eager novice on the subject.

“Well, I suppose that is just as well.” She leaned back and her eyes settled on Koa. “It is nice to finally meet you, child.”

Koa nodded. “Yes. Nice to meet you too, Oracle. I’ve been waiting for Halston to bring me here for quite a while.”

The Oracles smile spread across her small, sagging face. “Well then, now that we’ve met, you can visit me anytime. I can teach you a thing or two about life.” She glanced at Koa’s hand. “You married?”

Koa was aghast. She shook her head and pursed her lips.

The Oracle grinned. “How old are you?”

Koa glanced at Halston. She was uncomfortable already. “Twenty-one.”

The Oracle waved her hand. “Oh, just a baby. Still…not too early.”

Koa looked away. She pretended that she didn’t hear.

“What are you waiting for?” she asked.

Koa giggled nervously.
Change the subject lady
, Koa thought.

The Oracle sat back in her chair. “I married one man. At nineteen. He was good man.” She nodded her head at the memory. “He never judge me for what I am. When he die, I lost more than love. I no longer care what happen to me. I give up.”

Koa looked at her. She felt bad. She looked around. It made since. She wondered if the Oracle’s home had been this messy when her husband was alive. Something told her that it hadn’t

“Because I treat him good, he good to me.” The Oracle pointed at her. “But you see? All men the same. Rich man, poor man, white man, Asian man, black man…all the same. Just pick one.” She laughed. “You cook for them, you clean, you take care of them, they all yours. They have no reason to act up.” She laughed harder. “Understand?”

Koa glanced at Halston who just looked ahead at the Oracle with an expressionless face. Koa couldn’t help but narrow her eyes. “Yes,” she said, but she had no idea what the older woman meant. Koa didn’t think all men were the same. She’d seen too many evil men out there to have her ideas changed by a strange woman with bifocals as big as saucers.

The Oracle scoffed and slapped her knee. “Nonsense. I know don’t get it, child.”

Koa’s face turned red. She hoped to God that the Oracle couldn’t read minds.

“But one day, you will get it.” The Oracle stared at her.

Koa nodded. She tried not to think too much…just in case the Oracle could read minds. She tried not to think about how disgusted she was to sit in that smelly house and have cat fur all over her clothes. She tried…but she couldn’t help but to think those things. Koa and the Oracle were in a stare off with Koa trying to figure out if the Oracle was fiddling in her head, and the Oracle simply giving her an intense look with her magnified eyes.

Halston cleared his throat. He was all business on this night. “The message said that you linked with someone. Someone from the Netherworld.”

The Oracle ignored him. Her eyes narrowed as she continued to look at Koa. “You want something, child, don’t you? You want to know the truth of your past.”

Koa nodded. She leaned forward in her seat so much that she nearly fell off.

“I sent the message because I wanted Halston to bring you here. I wanted to finally meet the girl of prophecy.”

Halston looked at Koa. He looked perplexed. “But…”

Koa smiled and looked to the Oracle who winked at her. The Oracle had tricked him.

“Do not worry, Halston. I did not lie to you. I did link with someone from the Netherworld last night, and that link wanted one thing. They want Koa. Koa the key…and she must be used to set the world right again.”

Halston turned to the Oracle. His brows were furrowed in annoyance. “Is it true then? Is he behind everything that’s been happening lately?”

The Oracle nodded. “He is.”

Koa looked from one to the other. “Who are you talking about?”

Halston sat back and Koa nearly yelled at him not too. He would get cat fur all over his clothes. She restrained herself.

What is wrong with you? Koa thought to herself. That is not important right now. Focus.

“Then we have lost already.” Halston ran both hands through his hair. Koa knew that meant he was worried. His brain was already trying to calculate a solution. He was lost to them for now. He would not speak until he thought of a solution.

Koa put her hands on her hips and leaned forward. “Who is
he
?”

The Oracle shrugged. “The Bringer of Death.”

Koa raised an eyebrow. “Sounds a bit dramatic…” Koa hid her rising apprehension. Such a title, said by the Oracle, must be serious.

“Well, he the creator of the ‘new world’ vampires. Before him, nephilim were only in the Netherworld. He the reason we have vampires in the human world. He also the one who ordered your father killed.”

Koa frowned. “Bund killed my father, who are you talking about?” Koa felt her skin tighten.

“Bund is general. He not the commander in chief. He not a king. The king…he is free. You should be afraid of
him
. Humans all over should hide their children from Bund, and lock their doors to keep Greggan out. They are a terrible pair. I’m thirsty.” The Oracle smacked her lips together. “Want some tea?”

Koa sat frozen. She couldn’t speak. She shook her head to the Oracle’s question. The Oracle shrugged and came to her feet. She walked back to her kitchen. Koa heard cabinets opening and being slammed shut. She heard dishes clanking together.

Koa nudged Halston. “Is she talking about who I think she is? Is it really the king of the Netherworld?”

Halston groaned. He rubbed his temples. “No, Koa, there isn’t just one king of all the Netherworld, just like there isn’t one king for of the human world. Greggan is but one, but he is one of the worst that we could dare to face.”

Koa grabbed his arm. “He’s the reason my father was killed? He’s the one who sent Bund to murder him?”

Halston shrugged his shoulder to his ear and made a face. “Well, yes. Well, not necessarily. Sure he sent the order, there’s a little more to the story.”

Koa shook him. “Tell me then!”

The Oracle returned with a platter of tea cups and a tea pot. She set it on the table that was covered in dust and handed Koa a cup.

Koa didn’t have the energy to protest. There were too many thoughts in her head. She simply sat there, staring off as the Oracle filled her cup with tea. She absentmindedly drank a sip and frowned.

It’s cold
, she thought but didn’t dare say it.