Chapter 1
Authors Note
Hey guys! So this is a new story that I've been mulling over for a while. A couple warnings, the new main charter Calypso, likes to swear. A lot. So there will be a few curse words. If that's a big problem for anyone, I can edit them into more family friendly alternatives, (Holy cow for example). Anyway thank you so much for checking it out and I'm so excited to be writing for you guys again. This us a deeper are universe from "Devil's and Angels" so everybody has their normal soulfinders. I have not read Misty Falls so I do not know much about Uriel soulfinder. She will be here but not as a main character. I want you guys to see if you can guess who Caly's going to be with. Anyway I hope you enjoy and pretty please review because I really want feedback on how my writing is and what I can do to make it better. Caly us a very complex character, think a mixture of Alison Dilaunrentis, Isabelle Lightwood and Regina George. Anyway enough of me talk and on with the story!
The searing heat of the explosion knocked me back as if it had a physical shape. The industrial building was no more, ripped apart by the force of the bomb. Flames licked up the remains of the framework, the only source of light on a pitch black night. Not even the stars and the moon were shining as the thick layer of clouds covered them.
I should have been cold but the heat of the fire warmed me. The cold iron fence pressed into my arms as I leaned on it. I had vaulted over this fence just an hour ago, you know before everything went boom.
"What the hell is this?" My brothers voice boomed through the yard. Yawning, I stood and turned to face him. His dark hair blended in the the blackness of the night, another new difference between the two of us, not mentioning his height vs mine.
The only thing that marked us as siblings was the crystal blue eyes and the fact that we have massive attitudes.
Panting, he slid to a stop beside me. "I said not to set it on fire!" I laugh, turning back to the ruin, feeling the cold iron of the fence bite into my bare arms.
"Technically it's not on fire." I feel his arm brush mine as he leans beside me and instinctively I tense just for a second.
"Of course not." Jace shakes his head in disapproval. "You completely blew it up!"
Laughing feels kind of wrong in this situation but I do it anyway. I mean it's not like I meant to blow it up. Ok well I kind of did but in my defence, it wasn't supposed to blaze up that fast. The sound of footsteps echoes through the yard and my hand fits to my holster.
"Hey!" Lea ducks around the corner, shooting me a blinding smile.
"Oh my god Lea! You can't just sneak up on someone like that!" Jace rolls his eyes in annoyance.
"I did not sneak up on you!" Hands on her hips, she glares at him and I recline to watch the show. Lea and my brother tend to get really bitchy really fast. Of course I can't talk because I share his DNA.
"Yeah but you basically blend in, it's so dark out." Jace says calmly. He is an idiot. Sometimes I'm ashamed I'm related to him.
"Was that racist? Because I'm pretty sure that was racist!" Lea questions, glancing towards me. I nod at her, and her eyebrow lift so high that I'm slightly impressed. I've always wanted to do that but I can't.
"No! I mean you're so pretty." Jace stammers, trying to fix it. Failing miserably of course. He has no people skills. I got all the charisma in the family. I reach over and clap my hand on his back.
"Give up now big brother. You're already screwed, don't dig a bigger hole." He glares at me with an injured expression.
"If you three are done, we can head out." Collin ducks out from around another corner. He scowls at us, clearly angry for some reason.
Lea and I exchange glances, mischief sparkles in her dark brown eyes. Simultaneously, we jump on Collin, knocking him to the ground.
"Awww is little Collin grumpy." I coo.
"Awww poor baby Collin." Lea joins in.
"Jace get the demon you call a sister off me." Jace just shakes his head.
"No way man."
"Do we need to tickle Collin? I think we do" I wiggle my fingers sinisterly.
"Get off!" Collin finally stands his ground, successfully shoving Lea and I off and climbing his feet. It worked though.
"God Caly, why are you such a bitch?" He smiles as he says it so I know he doesn't mean it. That's the ways it's always been for us, insulting each other, play fighting than in less then 30 seconds, we are besties.
"Born that way baby!" I fall against the pavement, staring up at the curling tendrils of smoke. It's peaceful, watching the flames lick higher into the sky. Peaceful until Lea drags me to my feet.
"Get your ass up, we're going home!" I link my arm with Lea and balance on my heels. "Let's go boys!" Jace and Collin wander after us, arguing about some video game.
"Hey is this my colour?" Leah pulls a hot pink necklace out of her pocket.
"Nothing is not your colour Lea!" It's true. She's absolutely stunning with skin the colour of coffee and thick, straight black hair.
"Says you." I feel a hand run through my hair.
"I would kill for hair like yours."
"Really? You try straightening it then." I'm so jealous of her straight hair. My hair has always been curly. The kind of curly that can look perfect or like a bird nested in it and there's no in between.
Since I've started dying it, it's slightly more manageable but not much. I naturally have hair that's a auburn colour but I gave up in that a long time ago.
My hair is now honey blonde colour, making me look, in Jace's words, like a "surfer california girl who is a cheerleader and likes to drink Starbucks". I take great offense to that comparison.
Of course it spawned a whole new group of nicknames. Than I learned how to make a homemade bomb and all the nicknames stopped. Weapons, people say they cause problems but they've pretty much solved all mine.
"Caly!" Lea whined dragging me forwards. "Mmm."
"Calypso Maria Alexis Aarons eyes on me!" Uh Oh. Full name time.
"What did I do?"
"Nothing, just wanted to get your attention!" Lea sauntered away while I stared at her back.
"That was cruel!" I huff, catching up to her. The boys have surpassed us and now wait beside the black Mazda that serves as our transportation. I don't hate it but on a cool factor, it's dismally low. Jace swings into the driver's seat, being as he claims "the most responsible driver." Collin drives occasionally as does Lea. I'm not allowed anywhere near the keys to the automobile as I am a "speed freak " and I don't "understand road rules."
Apparently the speed limits aren't just suggestions. Who knew? I slide into the back, beside Lea. The car is warmer than it is out there and for that I'm grateful. "No I like that song!" Lea complains as Collin switches the channel. The bass beat fills the car, pounding it's way into my ears and making my whole body thrum.
"I got shotgun, I pick the music." Lea falls back against her seat with a huff. I shut my eyes, barely paying attention to their squabble. All adrenaline has faded. I'm exhausted. The warmth of the car is slowly making my eyelids even heavier.
It's almost impossible to keep them open. And with the bass pumping through my ears, I fall asleep in the back of the car.
"Wake up Caly!" Jace's voice bursts through my eardrums.
"You are dead." I mumble, hand already sliding to my waist to grab my knife.
"C'mon, up you get." Hands toss me out of the car and I land on the freezing cold ground. Now fully awake, I glare at my brother.
"What the Fuck?"
"We're home."
"Still no excuse!" I glare at the ground. I'm seriously debating staying there just to make a point but the cold pushes me to my feet.
Than an idea strikes me. Paybacks a bitch. I sprint to the door of the brick house, running up the porch steps as fast as I can. I pull the door open and slam it behind me. I slide the chain across and lock it behind me.
"Caly!" Jace yells. He bangs on the door. Standing up straight, I unlatch the peephole. "What's the magic word?" I sing.
"Open this door immediately!"
"Nope" Jace sighs in frustration.
"Now!"
"Not even close." He then chooses to bang against the door. I lean backwards against it as an extra precaution. "Caly?" I jump guilty and lean casually against the door. George stands there, staring at me in confusion. "Oh. Hi!" He notices what I'm leaning on and sighs in disapproval. He pushes his glasses up his nose and runs a hand through his short, brown hair. He hasn't said a word yet but I can see the gears in his head turning. He's got to be in his late thirties by now. And he still deals with our childish antics.
You see, we're not bad kids. But very little of what we do can be placed under the categories of "Good".Who even decides who's good or bad. Probably a bunch of judgemental fuckers."Is Jace out there?" I shake my head vigorously.
"Yes. Hi George!" Jace's voice echoes through the door. I turn and smile sweetly at him.
"Go get some sleep Caly." I nod and duck away from the door. George is the closest thing to a father that we all have. He adopted Jace and Collin and then took Lea and I too. He trained us. Because, you see, we're a team.
A team of bodyguards. Savent bodyguards. We normally work for the Net, protecting significant families. We're hired due to our special abilities and the fact that we can normally protect the families without them realizing it. Honestly, we do it because it's what we're good at. We rock at protecting others. And plus it's kind of fun when we get to do things like make buildings go boom.
But that's our job. And we all live here. Like one big, happy family that occasionally tries to kill each other and has lessons about how to kill other people. Yup. Just one big happy family. I pull the door to my room open. It's right beside Lea's. Jace and Collin live on the other side of the house. I survey the contents of my bedroom. It's a frickin mess.
Clothes and weapons are spilling out of every nook and cranny. Knives glitter under the ceiling light. I really should pick those up. The black walls are covered with silvery swirls that Lea painted one day when she was bored.
One of the walls is splattered with different colours as we somehow ended up having a paint fight in the middle. Makeup, perfume and various types of poisons cover my desk.
It really sucks when you mix up the perfume and the poison, let me tell you. Bending over, I start to pick up my clothes, hanging them back up in my closet. I may as well clean up as after my little nap in the car, my odds of getting back to sleep are minimal. A knock on the door breaks my train of thought.
"Come in unless it's Jace than stay out if you value your ability to father children." Lea opens the door, brushing her hair behind her ears.
"Nice opening. You should write that on your door." I pick up my black dress, slipping it on my hanger, before turning to face her.
"I know. I should record it."
"Make millions." Lea smiled, running her hands over my lipstick collection. "So what's up?" I stoop and grab my leather jacket.
"New job tomorrow." I freeze, the jacket hanging in my hands.
"Sweet!" I love new jobs. Normally, they're way more fun than our routine, go out blow something up kind of call.
"For whom?" Lea furrowed her brow.
"I don't know. Probably just another Net family." She grabbed the jacket from my palms and hung it up. "Now you should get some sleep." I roll my eyes as she heads out of the room then pauses.
"Can I borrow this?" She holds up a lipstick. I nod. "I love you!" She squeals, before exiting my room.
"Give it back when you're done!" I call, knowing full well that I will never see it again. "Night!"
I laugh, "Night". I flop down on my bed, my brain still wandering. The silver swirls look like stars across a night sky. It relaxes me, makes me feel like I'm outside and not inside. Inside is cramped and small and it traps me.
When I'm outside I'm free. Everything's quiet except for Collins music thudding through the halls.
He needs it to sleep. And just like in the car, the music and the warmth lull me into closing my eyes.