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Chapter 11: Realizations

I wake up Wednesday morning to something heavy on my back and loud reverberating snoring. I let out a groan as the sunlight breaks through the window. I hear a mumble beside me and a laugh in the kitchen. As the sunlight pulls my sleepiness away I realize what the weight on my back is, my dad is sprawled out on all three bean bags, i'm half way on the floor and part of one of the three beanbags, with his limbs and wings spread out everywhere, his left wing is resting fully on top of me.

I hear a laugh and I struggle to turn around enough to face the person. "That is the exact reason we have a California king sized bed. He loves to stretch his wings to much, but they are fun to cuddle with." My daddy is looking adoringly at my dad as he says this.

"Ugh, do they always weigh this much? I thought they were suppose to be feather-light." I look up at my daddy's grinning face. "I have to pee, get him off, please daddy." I whine looking at my darker father, begging him and he just laughs.

"Sorry baby-girl, you're the demon use some of your strength. He's not that heavy." He walks away still laughing as I hear the clang of pans and utensils. "Ohh Rach, your late for school." He says it so casually that it takes me a minute to comprehend what he just said.

"What, why didn't you wake me up? I'm never tardy unless i'm sick, daddy." I frantically push my dad's wing off of me and rush upstairs for a shower not even realizing I just flew/glided upstairs until my wings fold back against my back. I look around in shock before I remember i'm late. I rush in the shower. The water beating down on my body and wings. It feels a little weird to take a shower with my wings, but at least I finally know why my fathers got me such a big shower, almost as big as theirs.

As i'm getting dressed I realize I have to put my wings away, it makes me feel incomplete after the push their way painfully into their place somewhere in the inside my back. I still find it weird that they can just do that. I rush down the stair getting ready to run out the door when I hear. "BABY-GIRL."

I spin around and run to the kitchen to see my dad holding my phone and my breakfast on the counter. I take them both and run out the door screaming "Love you guys, bye dads." As I jump in my car and sped to school, I thought I heard my daddy scream my name frantically. I munch on my breakfast almost looking at my phone when it buzzes before I decide it might be dangerous and illegal. I stop in the parking lot my stomach feeling funny.

My stomach lurches and I feel like i'm about to puke, something is terribly wrong. As I breathe in deeply waiting for the feeling to pass I look at my phone. '5 missed phone calls' and 9 messages.' I decide I can be late just so I don't puke all over everyone as my stomach lurches uncomfortably again, a feeling of foreboding hitting me. As I open the calls I see 1 missed call from my daddy and 3 from Santana and 1 from Quinn. I decide to check my texts since two thirds of the three are in class.

'Good morning Rachel' from Quinn. For some reason, most likely due to the fact that I know hung out with Santana, Quinn was being nice. Well as nice as Quinn can be. I didn't text her back as I went through my other messages. 'How's the you know what Rae? and mami almost ate me alive last night.'~ 'Hey you gonna answer.'~ 'Ay dios mio, answer me!'~ 'Rachel, maldita sea respondeme' All four of those from Santana each either getting more pissed or worried. One from Brittany. 'How's your doggy Rachie? Hope the doctors didn't hurt him my doctors are always poking me with sharp needles it hurts'. I laugh a bit at Brittany's text, I should probably ask my parents for a dog because I can't tell Brittany that my 'dog' died.

My headache begins to disappear into a dull ache but my stomach is still churning. I read one of the last texts from my father, 'Rach I think you grabbed your dads breakfast' I begin to sweat and freak out as I read that text, "I ate meat oh god" is all I think before I read another text, 'Baby girl please don't be upset if you ate it' I begin to feel sick, thinking about eating meat caused my stomach, which was already churning to churn more. The sand-which had tasted normal, but why would my daddy tell me this? Did he think I would eat the sand-which and like it? My stomach protest, a sharp pain inflicting its self around my stomach, something is wrong. I open the door of my car and promptly puke.

After puking I read the last text. 'False alarm Rach, your dad grabbed his breakfast before heading upstairs to change. He still had half the meat left, you grabbed the right breakfast. So sorry for scaring you baby, love you, have a good day at school.' I groan feeling like someone just shoved me through a cheese grater, my stomach still aching for some reason. I turn as I see a flash of white in the corner of my eye, Marcus standing on the other side of the road grinning like a maniac.

I growl feeling the demon in me stirring with anger and contempt, my stomach aching as I see him. I realize my stomach had hurt because it was warning me Marcus was nearby. I flash my now sharp teeth and eyes as a warning, daring him to come closer. He flinches, but grins again before disappearing. I feel for his supposedly pure aura. I can feel the jealousy that's always been around his heart, his soul, it makes my stomach churn even more. There is just a trace of his contempt and fear and something else left behind from when he was there. His aura is gone, I can't feel it and that make me happy yet wary.

I know what he was doing, he was warning me. That smirk was letting me know what he planned on doing. I need to stay away from anyone who can't protect themselves, he will go after them, soon. I need to find a way to protect everyone. But for now, i'll ignore them yet watch them closely, I can't let him get them. I know Santana will try the hardest and will be one of the angriest along with Quinn. Hopefully when the war is over they won't hate me. I remember reading an article about a general, one of the rules he said to keep during a war or battle, don't make or have any friends. That they're your one weakness and you lose your ability to fight when you lose them. They are the easiest way to get to you. I think the general was right, but he was also wrong, they may be my weakness but they are my reason to fight.

As I decide to keep what friends I have left at a distance my heart aches, this would be the second time I was doing this. I know this will be a grave mistake but its one i'm willing to make to save them. It sounds cliche but I know I have to do it. I move to walk into the school when I hear the 3rd hour bell ring. I curse and run inside to get a late slip and make it to my class on time.

The day goes by relatively slow, I have been dodging around Santana all day and its making me almost late to my classes and to top it off Quinn keeps looking at me strangely. My wings shift in my back and I swear she glimmers again as I stare at her. Like I was hit on the head and two Quinn's focus slowly into one, glimmering each time it happens. I wonder if I can see aura as well as feel them if I keep seeing Quinn glimmer.

I barely make it through the rest of the day, between dodging Santana, wondering why Quinn keeps looking at me and keeping an eye and feel for Marcus, I am tired. But I decide to hide and wait out cheerio practice incase Marcus tried anything.

As i'm hiding in the shadows looking at the cheerios I feel his presence. I growl as I turn to see him across the field in the woods, why the hell they'd put a football field by the woods is beyond me. He is smiling again as he looks at the cheerios pyramid formation, I see Quinn looking in his direction before his hand twitches. The person holding Santana at the top of the pyramid faltered and buckled under the slip of her foot caused by Marcus.

I growl in frustration and warning before I use my telekinesis to break Santana's fall, I couldn't have her getting hurt. Quinn stares at Marcus before running to see if Santana was alright. I give him another warning before I step forward my wings tearing little by little at my shirt, my eyes shifting colors, my nails lengthening and my teeth bared. He vanished, not before I saw the look of hatred and admiration tinged in fear that crossed his face.

I turn to see Santana looking at me while everyone fusses over her and Brittany hugs her tightly. She looks pissed at me for ignoring her but she nods her head in thanks for saving her. I nod back before backing away and seemingly disappearing into the shadows, but i'm still there making sure everyone's okay.

Its been two days since I started to ignore everyone, I get texts and calls from Santana, sometimes Brittany and Quinn. Mike sends me the occasional text of a cool song he found to dance to in dance class or one he thinks i'd like, Tina usually says hi in the same text. Mercedes is still grounded from her phone and Kurt sends me hurt looks all the time. I see him looking at his phone sometimes then looking at me.

Santana is the most insistent, she stops by my house but I always escape to the roof and wait for her to leave. She stayed the whole night until Thursday morning. My dads have conveniently been out of town again with the promise to train me this weekend.

I walk through the front doors trying to see if I sense anyone. I look around and see the Friday Night Football game banner, everyone is pumped for the game tonight. Its the first game of the year and everyone has been practicing. I bump into someone, only to see blonde hair and a cheerio uniform. I get a smile out of the usually exuberant blonde until she frowns and tells me that i'm all sad and gray and so is Santana.

I apologize before moving down the hall swiftly, trying to get to my class as fast as I can. I spot Santana staring at me then she begins to follow me. Thankfully she is soon stopped by Coach Sylvester. The day continues to go by in a blur until the last bell rings, then everything snaps into focus. I can feel him lurking around. I spent every night since he showed up Wednesday afternoon trying to find a way to protect the people I love.

I stayed after school again, watching the cheerios practice and stretch while the football players stretch and run through pre-warm up routines. I can't see him but I still feel him waiting outside the football field. Soon everyone goes inside to eat and get dressed for the game in their uniforms. The cheerios are still stretching and practicing routines. Quinn suddenly goes rigid as I feel something show up next to Marcus's signature feel.

I look around and see Marcus with a lesser demon, Igar, he pledged his allegiance when the demons killed his son. He is pure evil and it makes me wary that he is here now. He is a shape-shifting demon, able to shift into anything alive. He may be evil but he is a valuable asset to the angels, which is why they don't mind him being so devious and murderous.

Marcus has a smirk on his face as Igar slowly shifts from a scaly horned demon into a medium build man with black hair. They both begin to walk into the football field next to the stands, looking like average men. I growl before following them, they sit down right next to what looks like older versions of Santana and Brittany. I growl even louder earning me a frightened look from Igar. Santana turns to wave at her mother. She spots me then Marcus.

She looks frightened for a second before I wave at her and nod. She nods back but keeps looking at Igar and Marcus. "So little demon, hows it been going?" Marcus questions with a sneer, low enough so only I can hear him.

"I swear if your touch anyone of my friends or anyone I know or their relatives I will hunt you down and torture you." I growl watching him out of the corner of my eye. Igar slides a bit away from me in fear before Marcus chuckles quietly.

"You couldn't take us both on if you wanted too. You're not trained you little whelp." He sneers at me before twitching his hand at the football field. I see Santana begin to fall from the pyramid before Quinn catches her and Brittany is doing some stunts at the same time before she slips from his insistent telekinesis. She almost lands on her neck before I pull her up a few inches with mine. She then catches herself with her hands and turns the almost catastrophic fall into a cartwheel.

Both of their moms gasp in fear then sigh in relief. "Marcus I will kill you if you keep this up, stop now!" I whisper this harshly before growling. Quinn is looking around warily at the stands watching Santana and Brittany.

He just laughs before getting up, Igar following him slowly with a look of fear in my direction. I follow them looking around making sure no one notices, I fail to see Santana and Quinn looking in my direction. "Follow me child, we'll talk some place quiet."

As I follow slowly behind them, I see Brittany's mom look at me in shock, staring at my obviously abnormal eyes. I turn before she can focus on my mouth. They lead me out behind the school into the woods. I know I shouldn't follow them but I know I must to try and ensure everyone's safety. I thought about telling my dads about Marcus and getting him pulled from the field but I knew the angels would never pull him. They need ruthless angels to deal with the demons and get the jobs done. They ignore how Marcus works, as long as he gets the jobs done.

We stop before we reach the trees, they turn and face me. "Igar show the demon princess why we should keep our secret a secret. Why angels and demons are not meant to mingle with humans, it is unsatisfactory. Show her what she needs to know. What she needs to learn." Igar shifts into the scaly demon he is before charging me.

I dodge him before looking at Marcus, "You honestly think that this will fly with the council? Your delusional! They need me, you can't fuck with me which means you can't go after anyone I know. You are endangering human lives which is against the law so back off before I end you both." Igar backs away before Marcus shoves him forward and yells 'Both of you FIGHT'.

Igar shifts into this 7 foot tall monster, I remember reading a book over the summer about this huge muscular yellow brown skinned creature with coarse brown fur surrounding its head and red pupiled eyes surrounded by white. A bugbear, a dangerous monster with a mouth full of sharp long fangs standing on two legs. He comes running at me and I leap into the air dodging away from him before he shift into a flying creature and slams into me, causing me to barrel into the ground. "Done yet princess?" Marcus questions.

I growl before standing up. "Not even close." Igar charges at me again, he is now a hellhound. I did not even see him shift. I let out a curse before he hit me once again, this time instead of being bruised I am burned. I let out a groan of pain as the skin on my left side instantly burns and blisters from the heat. "That all you got you mutt? You're nothing but a lesser demon." I say trying to goad him. Igar looks pissed as he charges me again, I jump into the air and he shifts into another creature.

Igar knocks me into Marcus who proceeds to jab me in my back with a syringe. I back away from him and try to let my wings out to fly away, I know I could lose now. I double over in pain as they pop and shift inside my back before stopping. I groan in pain as Igar turn back into his demon form before tossing me into a tree. I slowly get up growling in frustration and pain. I can't even win a fight against a lesser demon, someone I am meant to be leader of.

It hits me as I think of this. I smile before looking at the two, my voice going gravely and echoing as I speak, no as I command. "Igar, shifter of the third dimension, I order you to stop before you are faced with drastic consequences." He suddenly goes rigid as if he can't move. Marcus looks on quietly as Igar vanishes on his own, returning to an angel headquarter out of fear.

"Well, well, well. You finally realized you have control over the lesser demons, the angels will be proud I helped you accomplish that. I may hate you little demon but you are our savior and remember, I will do anything to save us, everyone is just a pawn in the war. Your friends, you, your fathers, even the people you have no idea about, everyone will be involved. You may think i'm evil but this is all for the greater good." He tilts his head as if listening to something. "Make sure your friends won't blab to anyone, I have my orders to leave you be, for now. As long as your heritage remains away from the demon world. And don't worry the poison I injected you with will only last a little while, it was to let you see your true potential. Goodbye child, we will see each other again." He gives me a smile before he vanishes.

I hear footsteps before I see a flash of blonde hair. I turn completely around to see Brittany's mom looking at me worriedly. "Sweetie," She holds her hands up as if to show she's not dangerous. "Are you alright, where did those men go? Hey hey don't faint on me now, look at me. Focus on me, that's right calm down." I look at her feeling the poison Marcus put in me course through my veins, I can feel it hindering everything about my demon. I feel weak as I stumble forward. She catches me, I hear her whispering to me as I feel fuzzy.

I focus on breathing, whatever Marcus gave me is strong. I feel her lifting me up before I hear three voices overlapping and blending together. "Rae, was it Marcus? I'm gonna kill him!" "Rachie what's wrong." and "Rachel, your bleeding, we have to get her help." I can't tell which voice belongs to the person, but one voice stands out among the rest.

"Guys go back to the football game, we'll take care of her, don't worry." There is arguing before we make it to a car, everyone piling in. Everything seems to snap into focus as someone touches me.

Spanish Translations

Ay dios mio- Oh my god

maldita sea respondeme- Damn it, answer me