Chapter 10
Phee's Pov
"I can't take it." I hiss to Yves as we stand in the kitchen. We can hear a stifling amount of silence in the room.
That's what it's been like for the past week. Everybody is still shocked by Sky leaving. And even more shocking, she hasn't come back yet.
"I'm going to get coffee." I announce. Yves sighs.
"Wait I'll come with you." "Its fine. Stay with your brother." I kiss him softly, suddenly feeling a rush of relief.
It wasn't my soul finder who was gone. "No. I'm coming with you just incase!" Than I felt guilty for thinking that.
Poor Zed I reflected as I walked out the door and onto the driveway. Yves followed me out, shrugging on his jacket.
It was a little cooler for a may day. I wrapped my arms around myself as I walked the 4 blocks it took to get to the coffee store.
Trace and Diamond lived right on a awesome street with tons of stores and nice restaurants.
That meant the greatest coffee store was just a few blocks away. Walking, I felt like there were eyes watching me.
But the warm arms of Yves helped chase those fears away. The bell chimed as we walked into the warm coffee shop.
Trace and Diamond were here quite often so the woman running the store knew them and us. She waved and gestured, indicating that we could sit anywhere.
I looked instinctively towards our normal spot.
A cosy little corner of the shop. But someone was in it. A couple.
All we could see was two blonde heads. One made to get up, before the other pulled her back down for a kiss.
She laughed, her blonde hair hung in her face as he caught her hand.
She spun laughing breaking the connection and we froze.
It was Sky.
Tiny, blonde, gorgeous. Laughing and kissing another guy. Yves was frozen but I wasn't, my veins pumped with anger.
How dare she? How dare she kiss another man when she had left Zed at home crying his eyes out.
My anger took over me as I watched him wrap his arms around her waist. She turned her head pressing their lips together.
I stalked forward too caught up in my anger to care. I slapped her. Hard.
"What the hell?" She demanded breaking it off.
"How dare you Sky? You are such a... Such a Bitch." "Look. You've got the wrong.." The boy began but when I looked at him, I recognized him.
The boy we met on the roof. The boy who said he wanted to help us.
"What is wrong with you?" I gasped stumbling backwards. I turned and ran out of the cafe.
I distinctly heard Yves snap "Bitch" at Sky before leaving. "How could she do that to us? To Zed?" Yves just shook his head, his eyes were the only thing that showed his anger. I was scared the building would catch fire from how angry he was.
I could see the fire burning on his palms. I was pissed as well. How dare she? She just... She killed his soul and now she's fine?
A pitiful cry interrupted my train of thought. "What's that?" I was already walking into the other street.
No one was on it. It was completely empty. "Hello?" I called searching for the source of the noise.
All of the abandoned buildings stood, their open windows glaring like eyes onto the street. The crying continued so we kept walking. A rustling noise cause me to grab Yves hand and hold it tightly.
"Good afternoon. Mr and Mrs Benedict" We spun around to see a tall dark haired man standing in front of us. He was completely emotionless, wearing a formal suit like we were on wall street instead of in a dark alley.
"Look, what's going on..." The man raised his hand and Yves started to choke. His eyes rolling back in his head as he fell as though someone was clutching his throat.
"Yves!" I screamed kneeling beside him, feeling for a pulse. His eyes are closing now and I continue to scream.
"Now now honey. He'll be fine. You however are a different story."
Two strong hands drag me away from Yves who is standing looking at me with a horrified expression.
He gets up to try run forward but is knocked backwards as if running into an invisible wall. He watches me in horror, banging on the wall, yelling his head off.
But I can't hear him. I don't understand his distress until I fell a slim blade pressed against my throat.
"Soul finders first don't you think!" The man exclaims clapping his hands. "He can send the message to the others."
He nods his head at whoever is holding me and brace myself staring at my soul finder. "Yves I love you"
I wait for the cut to start, a whistling noise hits my ears, but all I feel is a warm spray of a sticky substance.
The arms holding me collapse and I stumble out of the way. Two bodies crash down in front of me. The bodies of the men who I assumed were holding me.
Someone killed both of them with one knife. The man in the suit only had a minute to look around before a silver knife whistles into the street with deadly accuracy.
It buries itself into his chest. He collapses to his knees and falls, his eyes glazed over.
Yves is released and I run to him wrapping my arms around him. "Are you OK?" He gasps. "Fine." We hold each other until we hear footsteps. We look up and it's the boy from the cafe who leans down pulling blade out of the man's chest.
He twirls the knife around his hand, before tossing it to Sky who catches it with ease before grabbing the other knife.
The two work together without a word, piling the bodies. She kneels and holds her hand out, creating a fire.
A fire that spreads onto the bodies. It burns so hot that when she removes it, everything is gone.
No sign there was ever was a murder here. Yves and I struggle to our feet staring at the two. "Sky?"
She laughs. "No." Her voice is different, a heavy italian accent like the boy. "Good guess though." Looking at her right now I can see the differences between her and Sky but that still look way too similar for it to be a coincidence.
" I'm afraid you need to come with us." "No" Yves steps forward, "We are going home. Why the hell should we come with you?"
She smiles sweetly. "Oh honey you're so so cute, you think I'm asking."
She jerks her head and I feel something crash into my head before the entire world goes black.
...
"Yves and Phee should be back by now."
Karla pulled back the curtains to the family room. She was curled up against Saul on the opposite couch to Trace, Diamond, Crystal and Xav.
Will perched on a old chair and Victor was tapping on a laptop in the armchair. Gracie was curled up in her mother's arms and Uriel watched, sitting on the floor in the corner beside Zed.
Zed who hadn't cracked a smile since Sky left.
Will furrowed his eyebrows, "they are probably just hanging out." A large thud echoed through the room.
"What.." Victor reaches for his holster and Saul stands up. A window crashes inward, showering them in powdered glass. A dark figure is visible through the glass.
The family crowds towards the windows, not noticing the canister being thrown in the room. It starts to spray a gas that turns the air cloudy.
One by one they start to drop. Eyes rolling back into their heads. "Get the truck."
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