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Will POV

Why me? Why do I have to tell him? Why does it have to happen to him? He didn't deserve this, he really didn't. He has had a great life so far- here is when I would usually make some witty comment at how he had me as a brother but now really didn't seem like a good time to be joking. That is how bad the situation was.

I stepped out of the registry office, dumbfounded by what I had found out. My contacts had directed my here after they would have more information. Savant information. I was clutching 3 stupid pieces of paper in my trembling hand. One was a birth certificate, one was on basic information like what her power was and the final one would change Uriel's life forever. Not for the better. I must've looked a wreck because an older woman came up to me.

"Are you okay?" Her South African accent was strong.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I reply but I knew I wasn't very convincing.

"Do you want me to call anyone? Or an ambulance?"

"No thank you ma'am. I am just staying around the corner, I'll take a lie down when I get home." I say and she nods before walking on where she is going.

I felt my feet stumble across the side walk as I try and gather myself together. I need to stay strong, for Uriel's sake. That reminds me, I need to call him. I reach for my phone from my pocket and dial his number. Luckily, he picks up almost straight away.

"Hey Will, what's up?" He asked.

"I have found something." I know I sounded serious and I couldn't make myself sound happy especially with what he has yet to discover.

"What's wrong?"

"You might want to come back to the villa." I replied.

"Okay I'll be straight there." He said just as I turned round the corner.

With everything I did, I tried to figure out the best way to tell him but I couldn't imagine any good scenario, just all bad. I unlocked the door and dumped everything bar those three sheets on the table beside the stairs. I got out an icy beer from the fridge and glugged down at least half of it. It felt good to do that. Maybe just a little more. I was about to get the rest down my throat when I heard Uriel come rushing in.

"Will! Are you okay?" He said frantically running in and out of rooms trying to find me.

"I'm in the kitchen." I couldn't quite tell him I was fine.

"Thank God! You scared me then. What was so important? I thought someone had shot you or something. You sounded so serious." He smiled and I smiled too. Better for him to be happy now.

"Actually, I have already had that happen to me, I think I'd be invincible to flying bullets." Uriel laughed which made it so much worse. I sobered the mood up. "Actually, I found some… information on Bheka." His face went from a smile to a slight frown.

I handed him her birth certificate and the information sheet but kept holding the final piece of paper. He scanned through them then looked up.

"What's that one, Will?" He asked. I looked down and frowned, a single tear came out my eye as I realised I didn't want to do this but I knew I had to. I handed it over to him. His soulfinders death certificate.