Golden Eyed King: 7
"Wait, so you're saying that the council will start a war?" Someone asked.
The council understood, for the most part, what was going on here. They just didn't really relish in the fact a war might be starting soon.
"Possibly." I answered. "It may not be necessary."
"The Unseen Battle was never specified as a war- just as a battle. Everyone just assumed it would be a supernatural civil war."
Edward nodded. "Exactly, so we know of two people who are behind this, but we received news from a reliable source that a werewolf may or may not be behind this, but either way, we had to defeat them."
"What does that mean?" Angela asked.
"No one really knows. That is the beauty of prophecies. Everyone interrupts it differently. No matter how much you study it." I answered.
"So what are going to do?" Someone asked.
"The council need not be involved. This is strictly the royals they are after. We don't want anyone getting hurt." Edward spoke up.
"So, who are the two vampires behind this?" Someone asked.
"We believe that Alec and Chelsea are behind this. I mean think about it. Alec has the power to make someone completely numb, and witches can't fight. Chelsea has the power of persuasion. It's the perfect team." I answered.
"Good point, but why would those two, of all vampires, be in an alliance with werewolves?" Angela asked.
"So they can hide behind them. No one would ever expect members of the Volturi to ever hold eye contact with a wolf, much less join alliance with them." Edward said, and eyed one wolf suspiciously.
'What are you doing?' I sent to him through telepathy.
"So if anyone knows ANYTHING, then I would suggest they come up with their information or be charged with treason." Edward went on, now everyone's eyes were on this specific wolf.
His gulp was clearly audible. "His name is Kaleb, and he came to me to see if I would give him inside information, and when I refused, he threatened to kill my family. I still didn't give any information. I just made sure my family was well hidden."
"Thank you." Edward said. "Where is he?"
"Last I saw him, he was in Russia." The wolf answered.
My eyebrows furrowed. "Why would he be in Russia? I mean, most wolves stick close to the Americas."
The wolf shrugged. "I was just visiting some witches who lives there, I don't know what he was doing."
"Are there many witches in Russia?" I asked Angela.
Angela was in charge of the birth, marriage, and death records of all witches and warlocks. Surely she would know.
Angela quickly typed something on her laptop. "At least twenty percent of witches live in Russia, ten in Italy, thirty in France, another twenty in the Americas, and the rest are scattered, being nomads."
"So, it would be the most abundant place where witches and warlocks live, without being too close to the authorities. I still don't get it though, is we working with Alec and Chelsea, or is he on his own?" Someone asked.
"When I talked to him, it sounded as if he were alone." The wolf said.
I nodded. Then, one of the guards that had been posted outside came in.
"King Edward. Queen Isabella. Your daughter, she is missing." He said.
"What?" I screeched. "I thought all exits and windows were covered!"
Edward wrapped his arm around my waist, glaring at the guard. The saying 'Don't shoot the messenger' popped into my head.
"Well?" Edward asked.
"All doors were covered, and no one saw the princess leave." The guard said, instinctively shying away from Edward's menacing glare.
My eyes burned, the tears wanting to escape, but I wouldn't let them. Instead, I walked out of the council room, Edward right next to me, and after zapping human clothes on Edward and I, walked out of the castle doors in search for Evelyn.
"Wait." I said as we were heading into the woods surrounding the castle.
He turned to look at me. The pain seemed etched permanently in his features.
"If this person had powers, the obviously they can be in Timbuktu by now." I said.
Just then, we heard footsteps. Edward pulled me to him, but relaxed when heard their thoughts.
"It's Will." He said softly.
Will appeared, his face looking just as tired as his father's and mine probably looked. He came up to us and gave us each a hug.
"We're gonna find her." I told him and rubbed his back.
A sob escaped him. That's when I knew I couldn't hold the tears in any longer.
There was no greater pain than when a mother saw her child cry, when she felt the sobs escaping their body. I held Will tighter and kissed his cheek.
"Sh. It's okay. It's okay." I said and rubbed his back.
He nodded and let go. Edward put his hand on his shoulder.
"Okay, so what do we do now?" Edward asked.
I thought about it. Then something I had once read struck me. Timothy had once showed me a book that apparently had the answer I had asked him. Timothy and I always played hide and seek, and we always knew exactly where the other was at. When we even thought about it, we appeared in front of each other, it worked with Eliza too.
A godparent and godchild were always able to find each other through magic. It was like the ultimate tracking trick.
"Hold on, Will and I can find her." I said.
"How?" Edward asked.
"Evelyn is Will's godmother, and I'm Evelyn's godmother. We can find each other through some kind of tracking power all witches have." I explained.
"How does it work?" Will asked.
"Just think about finding that person, and you'll be transferred to the place that person is." I answered.
Will nodded.
Edward wrapped an arm around my waist because by now he knew that unless he was touching me or Will, he wouldn't be going anywhere. I took Will's hand, just in case, and thought about Evelyn.
Multiple thoughts crossed through my mind. All of them visions of the place Evelyn was, then I opened my eyes and saw that we were in what looked like a stone tower.
I looked up and saw nothing but stairs.
"What happens now?" Edward asked.
"We look," was all I said before walking fearlessly up the stairs.
A/N: So, is she there? Did she runaway, get kidnapped, what? Let's see what happens! R&R
-LAYN
