"That's not possible," Eddie repeated for the millionth time.
"It can't be," Sebastian says wide eyed.
I take time to explain my death and how I have to protect Rowan. Even how Light is back.
"You are the only people who know. You can't tell anyone. Promise," I say.
They both nod their heads, "of course we won't say anything," Eddie says grinning.
They know everything about everything now. But I think that they're just happy that they have their friend back. I know I am.
I return to the bathroom, changing back to Electra.
When I walk out Eddie and Sea Bass are standing up waiting for me.
"E! Are you ready to hit the road, jack?" Eddie says excitedly.
"Absolutely, let's vamoose!"
We step out into the warm sunlight, which feels good in the cold air.
We walk around and catch up.
"Yeah, so everything is good. Not too much going on, besides the whole Fallen Angel thing, and the part where Light is back and up to something. Oh! Did I forget to mention Rollins dating Light's old girlfriend?"
"Sounds like more than nothing to me," Sea Bass says.
I shrug my shoulders.
"Well, it seems like Light gets around fast, doesn't it?" Eddie says, pointing.
I look and see Light standing across the street holding hands with… ROWAN!
"Son of a biscuit!" I shout, dragging the guys to crouch behind a mail box.
"Son of a biscuit? Well what would be the biscuits parents?" Eddie asks, "Like a Hawaiian roll and a…"
"Muffin?" Sebastian adds.
"No, because muffins are just ugly cupcakes," Eddie replies.
"Guys, can we please focus here? That's Rowan!"
"Not Row boat!" Eddie exclaims.
Light slowly leans in and touches his lips to hers. She leans back, running her fingers through his hair.
"Spying are we?"
All three of us jump and look behind us.
"I mean seriously, it's kind of pathetic. No offence." Andie says glaring down at us.
"Thanks for saying no offence before offending me. Really cleared things up," I whisper.
Andie smirks, "I think its best you leave. I can always call them over. What would poor Rowan think of you then?"
"You're a bitch," I grit out. And it's very true! She's a backstabber. Clary changed her.
"I'm offended," she says, placing a hand on her chest.
"You're right, I'm sorry I called you a bitch, I honestly thought you knew."
"I wasn't always like this," she says crouching down so she's at our level. "I used to have friends."
"Like Clary?"
"How do you know about her?"
"Forget it, I'm not going to explain this to you behind a mail box," I whisper.
"You will and you'll like it," she grits.
"I won't and you'll deal with it," I reply. "Besides don't you have some minds to control?"
I never really got to use the word flabbergasted, but that's how she looked.
"You're…."
"Let's go guys," and I pull Eddie and Sea Bass away and we race down the street, turning down an ally and stopping to catch our breaths.
"That was Andie!" Sea Bass says in disbelief.
"Yep, she's been trying to control my mind. I noticed it when she looked at Matt and he agreed for her to stay, and when she looked at Rowan, it got her to show her our house."
"Sounds like mind control to me," Eddie agrees.
She used to say that she heard the light. Does that mean Light was making her crazy from the other side? So he could use her to break him free?
Would she really have agreed to it?
Well now that I blew the casket, she'll tell Light I'm a Fallen.
Rowan needs to know the truth. And so do so many other people.
"So guys? What's the plan?"
"Well I would think that you should tell Rowan the truth. Talk to that Stanley guy about your theory. We're going to go back home and keep an eye on Misa. Call us with details or just blink in or something ok?" Eddie says.
I nod my head. "Sounds about right."
We say our goodbyes and they leave and I blink to Stanley, who is in the middle of limbo forest with Dreagon and Kaige.
"Sup chickadee? A little bird told us about what's been happening," Kaige says, when I arrive.
"And I have a theory on it," I say. Everyone looks at me expectantly.
"Well, what is it?" Dreagon asks.
"Light wants to take over limbo. Think about it, he used Andie to get him this far. Andie can control minds. He met Rowan through Andie, and basically anyone who tries to convince Rowan of the truth, will be at a loss because her mind is being influenced by Andie. Light's broken the shell that binds the worlds, making it easy for him to take over limbo. If he can take over limbo, he can take over the world."
"Then why isn't he here?" Kaige asks.
"Have you looked around? He's changing it and making it dark."
"But why does he want Rowan? What could she possibly posses if he's already got control over limbo?"
"That's a good question," I say, "What could someone who has so much power want?"
Stanley perks up his head, "to stay in power."
"And Rowan could help with that?" I ask confused.
"She is Beyond Birthday's daughter," Kaige says, "Beyond was already extremely powerful. He was part human and part shinigami. It's in her blood."
It's in her blood. Blood?
"Tell me about blood contracts," I say.
"You would be better off asking Haimon, he deals with that stuff," Dreagon says.
Stanley nods, "I'll blink you there.
We blink into a dusty room with wooden floors. Books flood tables that look like they haven't been used in years.
I jump as a skinny man in a brown cloak with pale wispy white hair grumbles.
Stanley clears his throat, "Haimon?"
He turns around and the first thing I notice is his face. It's filled with flushing red scars that are imprinted along his long nose.
"Yes, what is it, boy?" He says in a booming voice that I didn't know could come out of such a frail looking man.
He hobbles over to us, tramping a cane into the wood not holes in the floor.
"She would like to know about blood contracts."
He grumbles something again and stretches his wrinkled hand to grab a dirty towel, and rub his hands on it.
"Anytime blood is transferred, it causes a bond between the two people."
"Like a contract?"
He stares at me like I said something stupid.
"No, not like a contract. Contracts can be broken with loopholes."
"And blood bonds?" I ask.
He takes out a pocket knife, gently cradling the blade before sticking it deep into his skin. The cut on his wrist instantly welled up with blood making me sick.
"Blood bonds, are permanent. That's when you share blood; it becomes part of your system and vice versa. Anything can be transferred. It's impossible to know what."
"And do you create contracts?"
He freezes and looks to me. "I am not the one you are looking for, go away."
"Uh, yeah, you are," I say refusing to budge.
He looks at me bug eyed, "No I am not, young lady. I am not as stubborn as you and absolutely not as naïve as you think I am, child." And he grins, and I notice he's missing a lot of teeth.
"Visit Morpheus."
"Who's that?" I ask Stanley.
"Oh, so the girl doesn't know everything, does she?" Haimon sasses.
"Morpheus is a visionary. He doesn't predict the future, he knows it," Stanley whispers in my ear.
"Good friend of mine," Haimon says.
"Take me to him, Stanley," I say, trying not to sound demanding.
We blink into a room shabbier than Haimon's.
A stingy smell filled the air. The walls and floor had water damage. Crystal balls, voodoo dolls with needles protruding from them, lockets and trinkets and stones and jars. Light filters in through the cracks in the roof.
"I feel like I'm in an episode of Scooby Doo," I whisper standing close to Stanley.
"I knew you would say something like that, a creepy voice whispers back.
We turn around and come face to face with Morpheous.
He is wearing a lot of gold fabric. He has a head dress like the clairvoyants wear, and he his fingernails are extremely long.
The most striking feature is his eyes. They were pale blue almost white, with no pupils. He was blind.
"Hi, I'm here about,"
"I know why you're here; I know why everyone's here." He says in a kinky voice.
"Oh, that's nice…"
"Sit, sit, sit and relax, my dear Rebel, or should I say Electra? Alexandria? You have so many aliases. Like the great L himself." He exclaims pointing a finger in the air.
"So if you know why I'm here, what do you have to tell me?"
"Words my dear girl, words." He leans in close, and I feel his cold breath on my ear.
He whispers, "I know too much."
He leans back and smiles, barring his brown teeth.
"But I love, love, love the fact you've trusted me," and that sly evil look crosses his face.
He bounces around the room like he can see. He plops down in the seat next to me and dust rises from the cushions. I let out a cough and wave my hand to keep the dust from going in my face.
"Sorry, my dear, about the mess, mess, mess," he grins, "Caspian doesn't quite like me," he says and his eyes flicker to the wall with the moldy water stains.
"So I suppose you don't want to know everything, just how you can save the world, and defeat Light," he says sticking his fingers in the air again, like he's making a point.
I nod my head even though he can't see it.
He leans in again and whispers, "for that you must know a lot, if you aren't careful he will be undefeatable," and he leans back and smiles.
"I thought you knew everything, though," I say.
"Well every destiny has its cross roads, my dear. But, but, but I can start you off with a little information."
He turns his head towards a back room, "Ashling," he sings.
It happens faster than I can react. A girl, who's about eleven years old, runs through the room. If I blinked, I would have missed her. I felt a sharp slice on the palm of my hand and I take in a breath.
The girl stops in front of me, with a blank expression on her face. She has long straight, brown hair, and eyes just like Morpheus.
"Thank you my dear," Morpheus says and she runs back to wherever she came from.
He slowly turns his head to me then grabs for my hand. I try to pull away but his grip is tight. He brings it up to his nose and breathes deeply.
"This is your hint, my dear," and he takes his finger and rubs it into my wound. I yelp and he releases my hand.
I hold my throbbing hand and bite my lip. Stanley looks angry, "Why the hell did you do that?!"
I was shocked, I never heard him cuss before.
"Blood is thicker than water my dear, even if the blood is not your own."
"What does that even mean?" I ask.
"You'll find out," he says.
"You're supposed to tell me what to do," I say.
His cloying, cold, pale eyes look right through me, "Not all help is a burden my dear, but some is better than others."
"You're speaking in riddles," I say exasperated.
"And you're not listening to them. I suggest you choose to do so before the only choice you have is which corner to hide in."
He leans back and laughs his kinky laugh, "Now go, go, go save the worlds."
"But you hardly told us anything," I start.
"I told you everything. Everything you need to start to save the world," and again he points his finger up to the air.
"I can tell you more, for a small price."
In the back I can see Ashling, peeking out from behind a curtain. I suddenly get chills up my spine and feel very uncomfortable.
"Not worth it, I'll figure something out." And I grab Stanley's hand.
"Yes, yes, yes I know you will," is the last thing I hear as we blink back to the forest.
Well I made the visonary weird, weird, weird didn't I? Ok comment, review, enjoy ;)