(A/N) Hey guys! Yes, this does mean I am NOT leaving this story. Like I said last chapter, I'm sorry but before I was really busy. I promise not to let my work slide so easily next time. Okay, to start things off I would love to thank revoLodloV, Sesshira Rayu, x-xMasqueradeAngelx-x, Thais, Cybernetic Genius, and last but certainly not least dog youkai jane for reviewing and being so awesome about me taking so long.
Oh, and Thais I know I wasn't able to reply to your review, but I promise I won't give up on this story. And I will try to start updating sooner than before... okay much, MUCH sooner than MONTHS between each update. lol. But, no worries, I will not give this one up.
Enjoy!
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Abe lifted Memory gently up and sat her down softly on the couch to rest.
"I can't believe it worked…" Siren sighed, leaning on the tank and sliding down to sit on the ground.
Hellboy glanced at her.
"You didn't think it'd work? You were the one that suggested the idea." He scoffed.
Siren grinned and shrugged. "Even I can be wrong, Monkey Dude."
Looking over at Memory, Hellboy bent down and put his normal hand on the top of her head.
"Do you think he got to ask his desires?" Liz asked.
Hellboy looked up, then around the room.
"Well, we're still in one piece, so if he did he started off small." He laughed.
Siren snickered while Liz scowled at him. Abe walked into the room then, stiffly with his thoughts elsewhere as he glanced at Memory and then walked up the spiral staircase and sank down into his tank.
"Is he upset that he used his desire for her?" Hellboy asked.
Siren glanced at Abe who swam lazily through the water just as a thought struck her full force.
"Kera," Siren gasped.
Her eyes wide she stared at her reflection in the tank's glass. Seeing this, Abe swam a bit closer to the glass and cocked his head to the side as everyone looked at Siren.
"Well fucking damn… why didn't I think of this before!" Siren cursed.
Standing, she began to pace back and forth glancing at Memory every now and then.
"What happened?" Liz asked curiously.
Stopping, Siren let her shoulders slump before she let her head rap painfully against the glass of Abe's tank a few times.
"Please desist from that." Abe called out softly from the water.
Siren glanced at him before turning and scowling at Memory.
"She knows the whole story… I only got a piece of a little story from her. But our friend Kera… she's like us. But her powers are just to be able to contact spirits and give them forms for a small amount of time." Siren huffed, glaring at her friend who lay on the couch unconscious.
As if to punctuate her words, Memory turned over and fell face first onto the very hard ground causing everyone in the room to cringe in sympathy.
Memory squirmed and moaned on the ground, holding her head in pain. A few moments went by and she finally sighed and began to sit up.
"I take it this means I'm not dead… again…." Memory muttered to herself.
Memory saw Siren drop down beside her on the ground.
"No, not dead, but you are safe." She smiled at her friend.
The young Desiree sighed heavily and leaned back against the couch that she just fell off of.
"Well, as much as I'd like to rest and everything, the little mud puddle just told us something interesting about your friend." Hellboy said, leaning against a table as he stared at Memory.
"What's he mean?" Memory asked, looking back at Siren.
Sighing, Siren turned to her childhood friend and began.
"I don't know why it just popped into my head… but I think Kera might have something to do with this." At Memory's glare, she added hastily, "Not intentionally of course, but still; something to do with this." Siren persisted.
Memory cast her eyes down and began thinking as Liz and Johann began to circle to sit around them, and Abe removed himself from his tank to get a closer view of the happenings in the room.
"I don't know how Kera would be involved…. I mean, yeah, she has a bad attitude and loves to see a good fight, but she would never put you or me in harm's way." Memory argued.
Siren nodded thoughtfully and began to stand and pace slowly.
"I know… but I can't help but remember what you told me about her; about her ability to see spirits and give them physical forms for a small amount of time." Siren began.
Memory thought for a moment and nodded.
"Yeah, but she's only ever done that once…. And it was for this guy with… white… hair… and blue… eyes…. Oh good god, she helped Voltaire…." Memory quickly stood and began pacing quickly in front of everyone, glaring down at the floor as her thoughts consumed her.
"Vat exactly zid zis Kera girl do?" Johann asked softly, his voice halting both teen's movements.
"Like Sigh said, Kera has the power to see, speak, and make spirits well… tangible. Apparently Kera accidentally helped Voltaire create the Mirror Shadow of Nuada…. But when she was telling me about it… she said that he seemed surprised that that was the spirit they found; they were looking for his dead… sister, mother, lover, something like that." Memory explained.
Siren looked up at her with glee in her eyes.
"That must've been when Nuada got control of him to get Voltaire to do his bidding!" She danced around happily. "Mem, do you know what this means?!" Siren grasped Memory's hands and began dancing around with her.
"Doesn't it mean that we know that Voltaire isn't completely evil now?" Liz offered.
Siren stopped her impromptu dance and looked at her.
"Well… yes… it means that too…." Siren agreed slowly.
Memory began to giggle softly.
"What Sigh means is… she and I have finally done something we've always wanted to do." She couldn't keep the laughter from bubbling up into her words.
Looking at the two friends in curiosity, Abe couldn't help himself when he asked, "And what have the two of you always wanted to do?"
Siren and Memory looked at each other, large grins plastered on their lips as both of them yelled out, "We just solved a mystery like Scooby-Doo and the Gang!" And then fell into a fit of giggles as both of them began dancing around the room.
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"So you mean to tell me, that now you and your sister are back… and the only reason your sister is back is because the two of you are still connected." Voltaire looked at the twins again; once again awe-struck with how one wish meant for one, could bring back two lives.
Nuada glared haughtily at the man for, what seemed like, the thousandth time he'd asked that same question. He looked over at his sister who sat on the bed, her back ram rod stiff as she looked at the window, refusing to meet anyone's eyes, let alone his.
"Yes, now… stop asking that ridiculous question." Nuada roared, standing up and stalking over to Voltaire.
The man cowered back and sat in an uncomfortable chair that came with the hotel room.
"I'm sorry, my Prince… I was just trying to get things straight." Voltaire persisted, his voice low, but calm and unwavering.
Giving one last snarl in Voltaire's direction, Nuada turned to his sister, but as soon as he was near enough she would move to another section of the room away from him.
"Why do you shy away from me, sister?" Nuada asked, his voice pained.
Nuala turned and glared at him.
"We should not be alive, brother… you know that just as well as I." She persisted, glaring haughtily at him.
He did not relent.
"We will finally be able to take revenge on the race of humans." Nuada persisted.
Nuala turned and glared at her brother.
"I wish to have no part of this! I will not let you destroy life, brother! That is not the way we are." She cried, her voice shaking with emotion.
Grasping her shoulders, Nuada glared into his sister's eyes.
"It may not be who you are, dear sister, but it is who I am!" He roared.
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Kera walked slowly down the hallway checking out the cute construction workers as she made her way to her mother's study where she was looking at a new artifact that had just arrived.
"Hey, boys, keep up the good work and I'll bring you some ice tea when I go back to the kitchen." She winked at all of them and some rewarded her with high pitched whistles that made her shake her hips and sway seductively down the hall.
She opened the door to her mother's study and walked in with her mother looking up with a raised eye brow.
"They're never gonna get done if you keep distracting them with your feminine wiles, dear offspring." Her mother chided playfully.
Kera shrugged playfully and fluttered her lashes dramatically.
"But, mother dearest, how can I ever help that men tend to notice me?" She cooed softly.
Cecilia grinned at her daughter before motioning for her to come closer.
"Guess who just called me." Cecilia offered, grinning at her daughter.
"The Easter Bunny with thousands of ancient objects." Kera sighed in fake irritation.
"No. And don't ever use my favorite holiday creature with my love of ancient things. It was Memory… she said she needs to talk to you about some guy you helped a while back." Her mother's brow furrowed as she began to wonder what it was about.
Kera arched an eyebrow as she racked her brain for an answer.
"Okay, well I'll just give her a call then." Kera muttered, her thoughts consumed for the moment.
She walked back out of the study and passed the workers, smirking and winking at them as she passed.
"I'll be back with your tea, boys, just let me get it ready." She blew a kiss to a group of them.
"Yes ma'am," One man said, lifting his hat as his eyes trailed over her body.
Winking at him, Kera continued on down the hallway until she was out of hearing range. As she descended the stairs, she pulled out her cell phone and hit Memory's number.
It rang twice before Memory's voice greeted Kera's ears, "Oh good, thank god you got back to me so fast."
Kera chuckled good naturedly, "Hey to you too, kid, so what'd you wanna know?" She asked, genuinely curious.
"Okay, do you remember telling me about a guy that found you that wanted you to contact a woman, but instead you found something else… something you couldn't describe? You told me he had white hair and blue eyes?" Memory offered, her voice sounding strained.
Kera thought for a few moments before the memory clicked.
"Yeah, I remember. He was trying to reach his sister who had just passed away… he seemed really distraught about it… I felt really bad…. But when I got close something else interfered and… I tried to put the other entity back, but it seemed to… cling to him almost." Kera explained, her brow creasing in worry.
She could hear Memory sigh over the phone as well as other voices around her as she walked herself into the kitchen to start making iced tea for the workers.
"Where are you? Is Sigh with you? Jeeze, you two haven't been to school… the teachers are starting to get worried." Kera persisted, pulling things out.
She could hear Memory shift around on the other line.
"We're fine… we're kinda… caught up in something right now. But don't worry; we'll take care of it." Memory reassured her.
Sighing, Kera agreed as she watched as her water turned brown from the tea bags.
"So what's this about anyway? I haven't heard from that guy since our Channeling Session." Kera pondered, tapping her food lazily on the linoleum flooring.
Her friend seemed to hesitate before she answered.
"Look, honey… I don't wanna bring you into this, so the less you know the better. But we think something happened with that spirit and we're trying to find out what." Memory explained cryptically.
Kera nodded at the phone.
"Alright, kid, I trust you. Just don't go getting yourself killed, and if you see Siren… tell her I want my fifty bucks before she dies. I'll talk to you later before I go off on a tangent about Siren's lack of keeping up with money. Bye." Kera huffed, hanging up the phone.
Filling as many glasses as she could carry on a tray, Kera double checked her lipstick, put on her best seductive smile, and made her way back upstairs to the group of men.
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Memory sat on the end of Siren's bed as she busied herself around her room.
"So what happened after I left?" Siren asked, glancing over at Memory.
The Desiree looked away, her eyes shut tight.
"Mem… did they ask you anything?" Siren asked, walking over and sitting beside her friend.
Looking over at her child hood friend, Memory's eyes seemed haunted with things Siren couldn't even begin to comprehend.
"Voltaire desired Nuada back to life." Siren gasped and stood, pacing around franticly.
Shaking her head, Memory stood and grabbed her friend by the shoulders.
"That's not all… Nuada came back… but he didn't come alone…. Nuala came with him." Memory whispered, her eyes holding a hint of defeat in their oceanic depths.
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(A/N) Wow... what an ending huh?! I wonder how Abe's gonna take this.... Jeeze, I'm just full of cliffhangers these few chapters, aren't I?! lol. Well, I hope you enjoyed it and, for those of you who still have yet to vote, want to change your vote, or want to give your input; I'm still looking for who should be paired with who: MemoryxAbe or NualaxAbe and VoltairexSiren or NuadaxSiren
Thanks so much, guys! See you all real soon!!!