Okay, so this my first Covenant fan fiction. Don't kill me if it's not exactly the best with the characters and what not.
Chapter One
I sighed as I dropped my suitcase on my bed. I looked around the little room I was supposed to share with a girl named Kirra; it was nice enough, tidy within reason and a bit boring in general. I didn't really care. My dorm room would be a place to sleep, and nothing more.
Spenser Academy. I'm supposed to be safe here. For some reason, there's an inkling feeling in my stomach that I won't be. That he'll find me and take my powers.
I've just moved over to America from Australia, and I'm not happy. I loved Australia, but according to my adoptive dad, it's not safe there for me.
It was safe once. Before my sixteenth birthday – when I became vulnerable to the demons.
I wipe away a tear, remembering my adoptive mum. She had begged me to run from Australia before my birthday; so that he couldn't find me and take my powers. But I had ignored her; and he'd shown up on my birthday.
I'm a Nyxkiss. I'm what comes when a demon and an angel fall in love. I'm their spawn. Their end product. As soon as I was born, I was taken to the mortal world and my real parents were killed. Their love was illegal. So was I. But I still live.
The door opens and I quickly put on a fake smile. As I turn around, the person standing in the door way wrinkles her nose in disgust. "You must be the new girl." She states, walking in and fixing her make-up in the mirror.
"I'm Cassia Delvin. Cassie for short." I tell her. She's pretty, but not stunning, with frizzy red hair and an ugly facial expression.
"Whatever. I'm Kirra. Guess you're stuck with me." She looks at me coldly and I return it in full force. I've barely introduced myself and I already hate it here. "Listen, I'll take pity on you; we're heading out to a party on the beach. It's a bonfire party. Have fun getting there." She laughs and leaves, slamming the door behind her.
I sit on the end of my bed and rub my sleeved arms. I lift up the sleeve of my left arm and flinch as the air hits the cut. It's in the shape of an X. It's the only way to drain a Nyxkiss of their powers.
"Enough." I say, hearing my mum's voice in my head, telling me to go to the party and prove this Kirra girl wrong. So, with that thought in mind, I head for the door, grabbing my mobile phone on the way through. I switch it on and it buzzes with a message.
Hey, have a good year, Cass. Love, Dad.
I send him back a simple smiley face and put my phone in my pocket. I walk down the halls and turn a corner, running into someone as I do so.
"I am so sorry." I say, picking myself up off the floor. A large hand appears in my view to help me up and I take it, apologising once again.
He laughs. "It's fine. You must be new here." He states the obvious and I'm suddenly aware that I'm looking up at a giant. Well, a giant compared to me. "I'm Brendan Julias."
"Cassia Delvin." I say, putting my hand out. He takes it and shakes it with a handsome smile on his face. He's got light brown hair, green eyes and pale skin. He's a little skinny and I get the vibe that he's gay.
"Where are you from? You've got an accent…" He asks curiously.
"I'm from Australia. Just moved over here." I state, smiling a little, hoping to stay away from that conversation.
"How come you moved here? All the way from 'down under'?" He asks, laughing at his own joke.
"My, uh, my mum died and my dad wanted a new start." It's not a complete lie. She did die and my dad did want us to move here. But not just for a new start.
"Oh." He says glumly. "Are you going to the party?" he asks, effectively changing the subject. "Because I can give you a ride there if you want?" he tells me kindly. I smile and nod my thanks as he leads me out to his car.
Twenty-five minutes later, we're at the beach and I jump out of his car, feeling slightly motion sick. "Thanks for the ride." I say. He nods and goes off in a separate direction. I square my shoulders and walk into the crowd.
It's not long until I'm stopped by a friendly looking girl. "Hi, I'm Kate. You must be new here." She says. Does everybody here state the obvious?!
"Yeah, I just moved over from Australia. I'm Cassie." I tell her, smiling as her friend runs up to us and smacks her on the bum.
"Hey, I'm Sarah." The blonde introduces herself. I realise that these two are physically opposite. Kate is dark-skinned, dark haired and dark eyed, whereas Sarah is fair skinned, blonde and blue eyed.
I introduce myself back to her kindly. "So, do you guys do this every night? Or just the weekends?" I ask curiously.
Kate laughs slightly. "We do it at the beginning of each year. Fun isn't it?" She asks, taking a sip of her drink. Sarah looks around.
"Who is that?" She asks Kate, grinning. "He's kind of cute." She says.
Kate looks to where she's pointing. "Oh, that's Aaron. Stay away from him; major jerk and treats every girl like dirt." She warns.
I look at him and nearly smile as I see my roommate standing next to him, hanging off his arm. "Hey, that's my roommate. Standing next to him." I say, pointing to the redheaded Kirra.
They look at me and smirk. "Kirra? You got stuck with Kirra?" Kate asks. I nod my head, frowning. "You poor thing. Have you met her yet? She's a bitch, trust me." She tells me what I already know.
"Yeah, I met her before I came over here with some guy called Brendan Julias. She doesn't like me." I tell them. "I don't know why, I hardly said a bloody word to her." I say loudly. Oh, I'm slightly annoyed. Just a little.
Kate rolls her eyes. "She's a major bitch. I lied. Sorry." She laughs and I join in, though it's not really genuine. "Ignore her, Cassie." She advises. "She's just worried about her competition for Aaron. Look, he's watching you." She points over to where they were standing before and sure enough, his brown eyes are watching me with interest.
"Great." I say sarcastically.
"Well, look at you. Who can blame him. You're gorgeous." Sarah says nicely, playing with a few strandons of my wavy brown hair. "And your eyes are really green. Has anyone ever asked you if you have contacts?" She asks laughing. "Seriously, they're really pretty." Is this girl a lesbian? Probably not.
I wrinkle my nose at the mention of my looks. They both give me questioning looks, but let it go as Aaron starts making his way over to me. I sigh. "I'm going to run now, I'll see you later." I say to the two girls, who just nod with small grins and mouth good luck to me.
I don't get very far, before an arm grabs my wrist painfully and spins me around. It's the guy that I'm running from, Aaron and he smiles at me.
I feel uneasy as he introduces himself. "Cassie." I say in return. "I've, um, I've got to go. Bye." I try and make a quick escape, but he's got this thing about gripping my wrist – very painfully – and I can't get away.
"Where are you going? I wanted to see if we could have a little chat. You know, get to know each other." He says coolly.
Yeah right, get to know each other. I know what that means, mate, and it's not going to happen. I wrench my wrist from his grip and wince at the pain. "Sorry, maybe another time, I've got to find someone." I say loudly, exiting quickly through the crowd, hugging my now bleeding wrist to my chest.
I make my way through the crowd and find a break soon enough, which leads to a small sand hill next to a cliff. I sit on a large rock there and pull my sleeve up to survey the damage. "Shit." I mutter as the blood seeps out of the X marked on my skin.
Another unfair thing about being a Nyxkiss, besides the whole being hunted and getting your adoptive mother killed, is that you can heal others, but not yourself. And believe me when I say, if I could heal this, I would. But they don't heal easily. It's been cut that deep that it could possibly take years.
I hope not.
I sigh and place my sleeve back down, thankful that it's black, and I apply some pressure to the cut, hoping the bleeding will stop. Unfortunately, it doesn't.
I feel my face lose colour and my head begins to swim about ten minutes later. Did I mention I also bleed like hell? Well, I do.
My vision begins to blur and the last thing I see before darkness is a rock falling from the top of the cliff. Then, as I said before, darkness comes and I feel nothing.
Into the darkness they will fall. Into the light they shall rise. Stuck between two different sides, Earth is the place they hide.
"Probably some kid just passed out drunk." Someone says standing above me. I become aware that someone's shaking my shoulder and shining a light in my face. "Hey, kid, wake up." He says, kindly but firmly.
I groan and my wrist throbs. But I find that I can't move.
"Maybe you should take a look at her, Dave. She doesn't look like just a drunk to me." Another voice says.
"I guess I should." I'm vaguely aware of being pulled into a sitting position, but I still can't move. "Jesus Christ. Al, maybe we should take her to the hospital, she's been hacking at her wrists. The cuts look fresh." This Dave person informs the other person.
I'm suddenly in someone's arms and their taking me to a… hospital. Oh crap. I suddenly open my eyes and struggle to get free. Hospitals are bad for me. When I go to hospitals, the machines stop working and things go wrong.
He drops me with an exclamation of surprise and I start running through the darkness with no sense of direction at all. I hear them calling after me, but I can't stop. I run and finally hit some trees, but I keep running. The trees thin out and I think I've been fuelled by my powers, because no human should be running this fast.
There's a huge bang somewhere in the distance and I stop, puffing. I feel dizzy again and my vision blurs like it had before. But this time, I'm determined to stay awake. No darkness.
That's when I see the lights. Headlights, to be exact and I jump back in surprise as a huge black car speeds past. It stops and my balance wavers as the car reverses.
"Hey, are you okay?" The guy in the passenger side asks me. I can't respond. "Hello?" he asks, waving a hand in my face.
"I'm fine." I choke out, I'm shaking now.
The window in the back slides down and another good looking guy is watching me with concern. "You don't look fine to me. C'mon get in. We'll take you home." He says, opening the door and shuffling over to the other guy in the backseat.
I nod my head and get in shakily, closing the door.
"Haven't seen you around before." The guy with long hair says. "I'm Pogue. So, where do you live? On campus or…?" he asks me nicely.
"On campus at Spenser." I say, closing my eyes tightly. "My name is Cassie." I say, my words becoming quieter.
"You're looking a little pale there." The other one in the back seat laughs nervously. "Are you okay?"
I let out a small breath. "Fine. I just need some band-aids." I say as a little joke to myself. "You know, for these things." I hold up my covered wrists and smile. I feel drunk, but I know I'm not. I must look like some Emo Kid.
One of them – I don't know who – takes my wrist gingerly and pulls up the sleeve. I yank it back. "Shit! Look, can you let me out now. I think I should walk." I say, hurriedly as they look at me with wide eyes.
"Did you do that –" Pogue asks.
"No!" I say. "It was back home – just let me out." I say, about to open the door and jump out a speeding car. But the lock clicks and I'm locked in a car with four good-looking guys.
"We're taking you to the hospital. You need help." Pogue says and I'm about to open my mouth and protest. "Now." He says forcefully.
I narrow my eyes at him, though I can barely see anyway. "I can't go to a hospital. Please, you don't understand –"
"If she doesn't want help, she can go back to campus and do what she wants." Another voice speaks. I think it's the driver. I quickly note his fingerless gloves. "We're not going to force her into the hospital." He says coldly and I'm slightly worried about his tone. I don't even know his name and he doesn't like me already. Oh well, you win some you lose some, I guess.
"Thank you." I breathe, relieved.
"We were just trying to help." Pogue says as we pull up in the parking lot. "I didn't mean to be pushy…" he says.
"It's okay. Thanks anyway. Just – please, don't tell people. Things could get worse if word got around that – things could just get worse. Please?" I look at them all as I stand outside the truck and they all nod silently. I shut the door and run off into the building before they can ask any more questions.
My first night at Spenser and I've already made some friends. Note the sarcasm.