Part 1
"Everyone will know"
For:
The BB [Baker / Brandon] Clan:With all those awesome people in my family who have kept me motivated in writing this story. You are the most awesomely awesome family I could ever have.
The fearsome foursim:A supernatural book for three supernatural people and my badass bestest Freindz! [And yes, Francesca, I did name one of my main characters David.]
And also a big thanks to my Wattpad, Movellas and readers [you know who you are - I only know a few of you] and thank you to those who have even voted for my story.
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So before you start reading, I just want to note that I do not own all the characters in this story. I have awesomely knitted in some of my all-time favourite stories like - Harry potter, The Demonata series [by Darren Shan], My sword hand is singing [by Marcus Sedgwick], Supernatural, game of thronesTeen Wolf and a little Skyrim!
I have included the content of: Harry potter, the Demonata, Supernatural and teen wolf. And the story is set in a world like that of Tamriel [Skyrim] and Chust [My sword hand is singing]
[A warning though, it does get quite intense and contains offensive language]
Enjoy
An unexpected letter
[James's perspective]
An owl hoots loudly in my ear. "Hermes! Go away!" I growl.
He just responds by nipping at my ear and pulling at my messy brown hair, squawking irritably. I go to push him away and he scratches me with his Talons.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?" I yell at him, sitting bolt upright.
But I know what it was for; he will only scratch me if he is practically yelling at me to "move," or "hurry up."
"Shit I'm late for school!" I fling myself out of bed, grab my jacket, my bag and whistle as I run out the door of my tiny house.
Athena, my light brown, mare, gallops around the corner and comes to a stop in front of me. I use a notch in the wall to help lift myself up onto her bare back.
"Let's go!" I say and she starts galloping towards town with me clinging to her neck to stay on. I'm not used to at least having a bridle.
Athena starts to slow as we approach the small school and I prepare to make a jump. She becomes slow enough for me to think it would be safe. I jump down from her back and star sprinting to class, while she calmly makes her way to the stables and waits for someone to let her in.
"Detention" the teacher says as I close the door behind me.
Of course it's snake! Who else would I get first thing in the morning?
I make my way towards my usual desk at the edge of the classroom, next to a small boy with ginger hair that is just as out of control as mine, His name is David Hale.
"What were you doing? You missed half the class!"
I ignore him and set to getting my books out and searching for a pen at the bottom of my bag.
When I see that he is still waiting for an answer I say "I was getting savagely attacked by an owl!" I tell him in a harsh whisper.
"Hermes? But he's so friendly!" he whispers back.
"Silence Grady!" growls Professor Slate.
I look across to David and he mouths something to me, that I make out to be "Damn his creepily good hearing." I silently laugh under my breath and spend the rest of class going between scribbling notes off David's book and only getting some of what Slate is talking about written down.
I'm going to fail... I say simply to myself and I almost shout with happiness when the bell rings. I start to stand up when a cold hand grips my upper arm like iron, pushing me back into my chair with great strength. Crap. I forgot about the detention.
"Yes you quite forgot didn't you?" Slate say's slyly, as if he had just read my mind. I watch as everyone leaves and I figured that David will probably go and find the others and wait for me.
It's doesn't take long for me to get bored either and I end up reading random passages out of my journal. Snake lets me go ten minutes before the bell and I run out to find my friends.
I spot David kneeling under a tree with another good friend, Lily. She is setting quietly on a large root of the lone oak with her long black hair roughly done in a single braid slung over her shoulder, watching David attempt to get a large black owl to come towards him.
Typical David; he loves animals.
As I get closer I notice that the owl has a pale red scar across its right, pure white eye and its left eye is a fierce, fiery gold. It was ignoring David entirely and its working left eye was fixed on me. "Oh my god! It's Krieg!" I sprint to where they are sitting and skid to my knees next to Krieger, who stays where he is regardless of me nearly squashing him. He just stands his ground like an old warrior and calmly lifts his leg, revealing that he is carrying a letter.
I hastily remove it from his leg, rip open the leather binding and pull out the letter. I see that it is very short but I'm too impatient for news of my dad to pause.
"James,
I realise you haven't heard from me for a while and I am sorry. Things have been really hard lately and I didn't want to tell you this until we meet up again, but I have no right to hold this from you. You need to know."
As I move down the page, my hand brushes over a soft patch on the paper. Images of my dad - my big indestructible father - crying as he writes; and my heart fills with dread.
"Your mother, Renn, was killed by a group of mages going by the name of 'Argent'. She died trying to save a good friend of mine, who didn't make it either. This is why you havn't heard from me for so long. I have spent the last few mouth, fruitlessly tracking them down. I am sorry I had to tell you this way. I should be telling you in person but Krieg will get to you faster than I will. But I promise, I'll see you soon. I just need to funish off one more thing before I can return.."
GGrubbs"
"What does it say?" David asks. Spotting my expression of frozen shock, he gently takes the letter out of my unresponsive hands. After he finishes it, he passes it to Lily with a very tightly controlled expression on his face.
Lily reads it and she is the first to break the dead silence.
"Oh James, I'm sorry"
"Why?" I ask; my voice dead and dry. "It's not your fault my mother's dead!" Each word I say feels like arrow heads are forcing their way up my throat.
I suddenly hear a booming voice shouting across the field.
"Is that what this show is about? Is that why you're crying waterfalls Grady?"
I press my eyes tightly shut as the unwelcome voice hammers at my anger.
"Because your mummy got herself killed!" Joshua Cult I am not surprised that he and his gang was eavesdropping on this. I look over my shoulder and glare at Cult as he advances on us.
"I'm just surprised you hadn't found out till now," He says gleefully as Max and Bograrn, Cult's to biggest minions, walk up behind him like body guards. "Because... you know; it was 3 and a half months ago now."
"How the hell do you know that?" I ask, standing up.
"Oh I was there!" He says smugly and I feel my rage begin to bubble away under my skin, bursting to break free.
Josh obviously notices my tension because a triumphant smile breaks out across his face.
"It's wasn't a very pretty sight I can tell you that. Watching her stand with all those dirty traitors calling themselves, The Disciples," he says and my hands curl inwards into fists and I press my fingers in with my thumb, cracking my knuckles. Max's eyes flick down to my fists in reaction to the sound but Cult continues. "Then just before just before the fun begins she jump in front of their swords and gets her guts spilled across the plain; and you should have seen your fathers face."
I lose it. I run towards him and before anyone can do anything I plant my clenched fist deep into his Cult's face.
Then before I can do any more damage, strong hands grab my shoulders and pull me back as I howl my fury at Cult. I can just hear voices in the background and I stop screaming and listen to them while watching Josh get to his feet holding his nose.
Professor Lupin has come to investigate the commotion. I turn around and see Lily talking to him and he walks towards us.
"Right both of you stop killing each other and, Josh get in that class room and wait for me. James you will come back after school, I sense it's not the best idea in the world to have you two in the same room to do your detentions," he says and it is only then that I realise we had attracted a small crowd of staring teenagers.
I push my way out of the crowd; hating the feeling of being watch by all those horror struck eyes. I push my way through them until I break from the crowd and all I can think of is to run.
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[David's perspective]
"We should go and get him" I say to Lily.
"We can't" she says as a small albino girl runs towards us after seeing Josh glowering at us as he enters the classroom after Lupin.
"What's going on? This place practically smells of violence aftermath," The pale girl says once she is within earshot. It was Estella.
"James punched Cult in the face," I say simply. "And I said that we should go after him!"
"And I said we can't, you have class soon" Lily injects.
"She has a point you know. We can't exactly just skip school to find someone," Estella says and I glare at her. "Even if he is, like you brother," she adds.
"Have you two already forgotten what's just happened?" I say to them, my voice rising. "James's mother has just been killed by some bastard and we really need to find him right now before he does something stupid!" I yell "And I don't really care if you come with me or not," There is a moment silence before I continue my voice lowering back to its normal volume. "I'm going to look for James."
And with that I turn around and run out of school. I know James tends to seek out high places with lots of trees when he wants to be alone. And there is a very high spot at the top of the water fall that has a view out from the forest, which we used to go to when we were younger.
It was our secret place, where we could just sit and watch the world play out its role. My bet is that is where James is now.
I make my way into the forest and along a distinctly familiar path, up the steep bank. It's been so long since I've last been up here. Just goes to show how life gets so busy the older you become! I say to myself, letting my mind drift between memories.
I spot the small, powerful stream as the earth levels out and I follow it down stream out of habit more that thinking it's logical. As I approach the edge of the forest, I spot James, sitting on the edge of the cliff. His hair blown off his face from the fierce wind and his eyes stained red from battling back angry tears.
I settle down between him and the stream rolling off the cliff in one big powerful rush of water and we just sit in silence. It almost feels like the days when everything seemed so straight forward.
After a while the girls turn up, no doubt feeling guilty for saying that they weren't coming. They sit on James's other side and the silence continues.
"I've just realised that I left my bag behind," James says, breaking the silence.
"It should be fine" Lily says, not picking up that his true meaning was that he doesn't want to talk about his mother and I don't blame him really.
Personally I think he is dealing with it much better than I did, when I got told both my parents were dead. When they died I never talked to anyone, never even wanted to see anyone for weeks on end. I shut myself off from the world and my mind turned into my own personal slice of Hell. I would scream if anyone tried to make contact with me. I would yell and throw everything in sight at them until they ran out the door. I was six. And it still burdens me now, eleven years later. It feels like the wound it left in my soul, still hasn't healed.
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[Max's perspective]
"Oi Boggz! Take a look at this! Grady left his hand bag behind!" I yell, strolling to where the fight broke out, Boggz close behind me. I unzip the duffle bag and take a nosy inside.
I find mostly scrunched up papers, school books and a few scattered pens. But there is one thing that catches my eye. A leather bound book near the bottom, hiding under some books.
I pull it out and let it open to where it was marked by the red strip of fabric.
The first thing I notice is that there are many, slightly bent, extra pieces of paper shoved between different pages but then I really take a look at the pages. It wasn't written in words! It was almost entirely in inked symbols that I have never seen before. The only parts I recognised as words were scribbled sentences in the margins. I couldn't read most of them because they were so messy, but I managed to read a few. They said things like 'also called monkshood,' and 'mountain ash or rowan is useful.'
"What the hell is that?" Boggz says over my shoulder.
"I have no Idea," I say, closing the book and putting it in my bag. "But Josh might know. I'm just getting the feeling he's not going to like it," I say. "When he comes out of detention, we have to find out."
"What about school?" Boggz asks. I stare at him, trying to see if he is being possessed. "I never thought I would hear you say you gave a crap about school!" I say astonished that it might actually have been him who said it. But he just shrugs his big shoulders and walks back to where we were waiting for Josh to come out of the class room.
He comes out two minutes before the bell and I instantly drag him away, around a corner and show him the book. When he opens it, his response is just like Boggz "What the hell is this!" he says not looking up from the pages. He just continues to flick through them hastily.
"I found it in Grady's bag, back there. Pretty interesting huh?"
"It's Grady's?" Josh says, his voice full of white hot rage.
"Yea. Why? Do you know what the symbols are?" I ask.
When Josh doesn't answer I try again. "You know don't you. What are they Josh?"
But he just turns around and starts walking down a corridor. I look at Boggz and he just shrugs at me so I sprint after Josh. "Josh, tell me now or I swear to god! I'm going to punch you a lot harder than James did!" I yell after him as I catch sight of him again. But he doesn't answer until he stops at the library door and I nearly collide into him.
He turns towards me and flashes the book in my face. "The symbols in this book," he says not really finishing his sentence. "They are Runes! Full on occult Runes!"
"But why…" I say, but Josh interrupts my question.
"Yes I know! Why is it in runes? Why has James got an occult book? Where did he get it, who gave it to him? I want to answer all those questions too. That is why we are here instead of in class," He says impatiently, indicating the library behind him.
I feel like he thinks I'm stupid. I know that's why we're here!
"There is something going on with Grady, that anger he got; it was more than that. A blood thirsty rage like that isn't normal and this?" he continues and he waves the book between us again. "This just confirms it. Grady is holding a secrete and this, is going to tell us exactly what it is he is hiding. There has to be something going on! And I'm not stopping until I know what's going on with the damn Grady's!"
