Hey there! I will now be starting this story again with more updates. Why? You ask. Well, a miracle has happened. My writer's block is gone! Woot! Dance squirrels dance! Disclaimer: I will never own House of Night Stevie Rae
Stevie Rae lay in her bed, her mind reeling from the prophecy.
How could this get so out of hand? If only she had someone to talk to and help her out. Should she have left him to die? No, she gave a shake of her head. She could never live with herself if she had done that.
But this prophecy had started because he lived didn't it?
"What do I do?" she asked the ceiling. An unquenchable thirst? What did that mean? Was Rephaim thinking of going back to Kalona?
She grabbed at the sheets around her. She should ask make sure he doesn't do that. But then the second line... pulling rocks of life down. She was earth, but she wasn't living. Well technically she was though she had died before. Maybe it wasn't for her. She refused to believe Rephaim would ever hurt her on purpose.
What if it was something else entirely? A different danger. Not that Rephaim was dangerous. His wing was healing. Stevie Rae suddenly hissed in pain and sat up, grabbing at her back.
The shallow scratch from his claw had hurt for a second. It almost felt like she had a wing for a moment, broken and damaged.
Before Stevie Rae could think more on it the door opened. She dropped her hand from her back, not wanting the others to see her scar. She raised her gaze to the doorway to see Erin with her 'twin' Shaunee and Damien with Jack.
"How are you feeling?" Jack asked, rushing forward to her side.
She almost laughed at his behavior. "Fine."
"Did we wake you?" he asked, looking guilty.
"No." Jack's face brightened.
"Umm Stevie Rae. Krashima got another poem. We thought you should know about it and give some input." Erin began as Shaunee began to recite the poem to her.
Of course she already knew about it, so she put on her same terror stricken face she has worn when she had over heard it from before. "What do you think?" Damien asked, walking closer so he could stand near his boyfriend Jack.
I can't tell them about Rephaim, she decided upon hearing the question. "We got rid of all the Raven Mockers. Kalona and Nefert are gone so I don't know about this beast."
"What about the rocks of life? It sounds as if it's talking about you."
It had seemed that way to her at first. Wait, was it about her and Rephaim? But if it was why did it include Shuanee and Damien. Fire and wind. Erin was never mentioned. But a fire... be wary of a fire. "I think Shaunee and Erin should stay close. Something may happen to Shuanee to make her angry." she glanced at Erin. "I need you to make sure to cool any flames."
Erin nodded her head. "That makes sense."
"What about us?" Jack asked.
"Well..." it didn't say anything bad about Damien but a game... It occurred to her then that Damien may try to figure this out himself. "Keep an eye on him Jack." she said. "Incase he gets in some trouble." She knew he wouldn't get into trouble, but she had a hunch what the 'game' was about. No. Rephaim would not be found.
I'll have to be more careful from now on when I go to see him."What about the rest?" Erin asked.
"I think..."she pushed her puzzle pieces together and felt like all of hell had been set loose on her. "It's warning us not to fight amongst ourselves." she hadn't realized she had spoken aloud until a new voice came from the hall.
"Someone is hiding something dangerous from the rest of us." Kramisha came around the corner where she could be seen. "I got the same conclusion."
Stevie Rae felt dread fill her. It was about her, and Rephaim. It said the others would find out about him. But they would kill him. Dragon would kill him to avenge his wife. "I need to rest."
Stevie Rae murmured.
Her friends glanced at her then left. "Lenobia says you'll be back full strength in a few more days." Jack said happily as he trailed after Damien.
Stevie Rae bowed her head down, she could still feel a slight tingle on her scar. It didn't hurt instead it seemed to be trying to comfort her. She placed her hand on the mark as a single tear trailed down her face.
She eventually went back to sleep.
As soon as I get up, she thought. I need to check on Rephaim.
Rephaim
His mind drifted into darkness, but instead of dreaming he found himself floating over the bed Stevie Rae lay in.
She looked in deep thought, confusion and terror filled him through the imprint. What was scaring her so? He hissed, wishing to rip his beak into whatever made her so uncomfortable.
"What do I do?"
Her voice practically overwhelmed him, but it was a familiar feeling that made it's way to his gut. Kalona. Is that why she was scared? But he wasn't here. There was no reason for her to be worried about his father. Or was it something that had to do with him?
He was thrown back into her feelings when he caught his name in her mind. Yes his wing was healing, but the pain from before... He snarled at the memory of being shot down from the air.
Stevie Rae flinched below him, hand flying to her back.
Did I...? He had no time to entertain the thought as her friends walked in.
Rephaim froze then realized they couldn't see him. So part of this imprint let him watch over her when asleep. He felt calmed at the idea. He wouldn't have to wait forever to see her again.
Voices floated towards him and he listened intently, wanting to find what caused Stevie Rae to feel threatened. A growl rumbled in his chest as the poem was spoken and The Red One's feeling became stricken.
He tried to lean closer to her as she spoke. His gaze never wavered from the group of four in front of him. Were these her friends?
She was becoming unsettled as she stripped the poem down to a purpose, a meaning. His name was in her mind again and a feeling to protect came with it. His attention changed swiftly from her emotions and spoken words.
Minutes passed until he felt her get startled. His gaze moved to the door were another girl stood, she had just voiced that someone was hiding something from the rest of them.
His name was repeated through the connection and he understood. She was hiding him from them still. She was worried of what they would do to him if they found about he was alive.
He almost laughed. They could do nothing to him. He wasn't weak. Stevie Rae shouldn't be worried about him
The others had left, the door closing softly behind them. He turned to Stevie Rae and reached out a hand toward her. He wanted to tell her it was nothing to worry about. They would deal with this together. Her hand was on her back again as a tear stained her pretty face.
Rephaim floated closer, not knowing what to do he waited until she was asleep then raised a clawed hand to brush the tear off from where it had fallen on her shoulder.
He willed himself to wake up and opened his eyes to see the bare mansion around him once more. He got up and began pacing along the room as he thought of a way to make sure Stevie Rae wouldn't be hurt when those staying at the House of Night figures out that she had hidden him from them. He didn't care about himself, they wouldn't be able to hurt him once he was done healing. He only cared for Stevie Rae's safety.
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