Ch. 10: Recovered With Some Facts

I opened my eyes and it was night again. I think it was a full two days of being sick and coughing out my blood. I was sweating now but I didn't have the urge to cough again. I picked up the towel I had discarded earlier and wiped my face. I looked in front of and Mephistopheles was nowhere in sight. I smiled at myself and enjoyed the fact that I was finally alone. I looked around the room and found an open door that lead to a bathroom. I felt excited because I was able to get out of bed with much more energy than I had in the past two days.

I got excited when I saw a shower and I closed the door. I turned on the shower and quickly got in. I sighed in relief as the water rushed over me. I washed my body of all the sweat and misery I just experienced. I flinched as I touched my neck finding the wound was still there. He would have to explain that to me when I saw him again. I stayed in the warm water for a while as I mentally collected myself. I was finally done with being sick and I wasn't mad at him anymore.

I reluctantly turned the water off and dried myself off with a soft towel. I got dressed and just let my wet hair drip water down my shirt. I didn't blow dry my hair because I really didn't care. I got nervous as I opened the door not knowing what to expect. Mephistopheles was back in the room with a calm look over his face. We just stared at each other for a moment, I was unsure of what to say.

"I'm sorry about what I did." I said first. He smiled and walked over to me cane in hand.

"There's no need to apologize. You were sick and in pain. I understand that." He said a little darkly causing me to become uncomfortable. "I see you are feeling much better now." He stated.

"Yes and I took a shower. So I am much better." I replied. "How long was I sick?" I asked.

"Three days actually. You didn't count the first night. You have been here for two." He explained to me. I nodded in agreement. He was in front of me and I looked down at the floor because I was very nervous now. He lifted my face to meet his gaze and kissed me. He didn't do anything fancy in the kiss but he ran his hand through my wet hair. After a few moments we parted and I stared at him shyly. I think he sensed my fear because he didn't continue, instead his hand returned to his side.

"Why is the bite still there?" I asked making the first move.

"It won't truly go way until Blackheart is defeated. It won't make you sick anymore but it will hurt when Blackheart comes near you." He explained.

"Great." I grumbled. "I already have that danger sense now I have a new sense to tell me he's near." I added. He gave a small chuckle at my comment.

"Come here and close your eyes." He ordered calmly and I did as I was told. I felt a small tingle and I instantly saw that I was back in my room and it was night out again. I smiled to myself as I found myself back home.

"Thanks." I said to him. He didn't reply and started to walk away. "Why me?" I asked suddenly. He turned and looked at me thinking of what to say before he replied.

"It's always been about you." He stated and I froze but he stayed where he was. "Blackheart was first interested in your Mother, but decided against it because he was too young at first." As he explained it to me I was slightly angry but more sad because he was talking about my mother and I realized I didn't know much about her as I thought I knew. "After she was killed his thoughts went to you. On his first trip here he would get the contract, defeat the Rider and come to you. Only he didn't count on the Rider defeating him." He finished.

"Why am I so special?" I asked more bitter that I thought it would come out.

"The power to adapt is rare and only your family has it at present." He replied. I sat down on the bed feeling so heavy.

"I'm not a weapon." I snapped.

"Then prove to him you are both." He growled in a demon voice and I instantly returned his gaze.

"I will." I replied and he instantly disappeared. I retreated into my pillow and started to cry. I cried for my mother. I knew almost nothing about her and her past and now I was in the dark and paying for it anyway. At the same time I wanted to know more but I didn't want to know anymore also. The more I learned the more I would get hurt.