THIS STORY ISN'T EXACTLY THE SAME AS SHERRILYN KENYON'S (DO NOT OWN) DARK-HUNTER SERIES. THIS STORY ONLY CONTAINS THE CHARACTERS "FROM" THE DARK-HUNTER SERIES!!! (I DO NOT OWN) THE PLOT OF "MY" STORY IS SLIGHTLY DIFFERENT THAN THE DARK-HUNTERS SERIES.
Chapter 11
Zaahira rushed into her room an grabbed two handfuls of daggers and stuck them in her leather jacket's inner pockets. As she ran back outside, she noticed that Calix had just flashed himself into a dark blue V-neck T-shirt that showed a hint of his smexy pecs and at the same time, buttoned his jeans. Aww. What a pity. Zaahira's lips quirked up at the thought.
She began giving his good-lookin' backside a hot once-over and was very impressed by it.
He was like a perfectly scuplted marble god. He was beautiful; even his name meant beautiful, so whoever named him was by Gods, damn right!
He was gorgeous from head-to-toe. From his curly jet black hair, to his powerful neck, to his broad shoulders, to his lean back, to his firm and very sexy bottom, and to his long muscled legs. He was raw sex, and it was written all over him.
Calix turned around and hadn't notice her lewd smile and thoughts and said with unmistaken worry, "Really Kira. Where the hell are we going?" She pretended she didn't hear him and walked over to the counter and stuck her keys in her pockets.
Calix merely walked two big steps with his long legs and was by her side in less than a second. He turned her around roughly, and bended his knees slightly so that she faced him and met him eye-to-eye, "Tell me. Where. Are. We. Going."
He tried searching her eyes, but they continued to stay hooded under her long eyelashes. They stood there in silence for a couple of minutes and just when Calix was about to pull away from her he noticed a huge red mark that seemed like a scar appear on her right cheek.
It was not there before at all.
Just when he was about to ask her she answered his question for him, "This, "She pointed to her cheek, "was a memory of my childhood. This was what I got from the people who were my family." She looked up at him and said through her teeth, "The person we are going to meet is one of the people that I hate with all of my soul and what's left of my heart, and is also who I consider the source of my pain and suffering."
Just when Calix was going to put a hand on her shoulder, the large scar disappeared again, and Zaahira turned aound abrutly and stared blankly at the ceiling in silence. A few moments passed and she said with a low voice, "Let's go." She grabbed his arm and flash them to a corner near their destination.
Calix looked around and was confused. This was where they were going? But wasn't this where the 'head-honcho' lived?
Zaahira started crossing the street in a fast pace, but right when she walked onto the the grassy sidewalk, she suddenly stopped, causing Calix to almost bump into her. He tried looking over her head to see if she was okay, but her head was ducked and her eyes seemed to be closed as if she was trying to calm herself. He walked around her and used his index finger to push her chin up so he could see her face.
Her eyes continued to stay closed, but after a few moments she opened her eyes and a ray of raw intensity shot through her eyes. Calix felt her powers surge through her veins again as her eyes flashed from light baby blue to crimson-red, but right when he noticed it, it was gone.
She shook her head as if trying to clear her thoughts, and looked back at him, "Come on. Let's hurry up before they track us."
She walked around him and continued her hurried pace. She turned and walked right to the front porch of a medium sized home.
It was just as he had suspected. They were heading to Acheron's, but why? He walked to her side right when she was about to ring the doorbell, but she stopped midway and turned to face him, "Do not," she explained with lethal and serious eyes, "I repeat. Do not say anything, when we see them. Do you understand me?"
He opened his mouth to reply, but she cut him off, "Uh-uh. No. Don't say anything. I know you know him, but we're not here for a tea party. So like i said, do not say anything, or else I'll find other ways to keep you from talking," Calix smiled wickedly at her, but she only stared at him blankly like he was a overly horny fifteen year old boy, "and no. What I mean includes the cutting of your tongue," Her eyes dialated and instead of speaking the words, she growled them, "Personally, by me."
Claix pretended to gulp, and use an imaginary key to zip his lips together, and threw it away.
Zaahira shook her head at his stupidity and turned to face the door before them. She reached her hand out to ring the doorbell, but right when her finger touched it, the door sprang open, and Acheron, with his two hundred and fifty pounds of muscle stood right in front of them.
Anger and astonishment were placed in his eyes as he took in the sight of them.
Calix saw movement behind the large 'man' and moved slightly towards the left to get a better look, but right when he did, a head popped out behind of Ash. It was Soteria, Acheron's wife. She was as kind and generous looking as ever.
Calix looked back at Acheron and found him staring intensely at Kira with shock and mence filled in his eyes, "Who are you?"
She opened her mouth to reply but right when she did she felt an unknown power trying to enter the barrier around her mind. She looked up at him, smirked, and growled in Atlantean, "Give it up, Apostolos. Even with half of my strength, yours powers can never work on me."
Acheron's eyes flashed red but it immediately switched back to its original silver state. His eyes widened in astonishment and he slowly reached behind him to pull Soteria closer to his back as if protecting her.
Calix's eyes moved back to Kira and saw bitterness in her eyes as she chuckled coldly, "Don't worry, Apostolos. I'm not here for your family."
Right when she said that Soteria's head popped out again and stared at Zaahira in confusion and whispered gently in Acheron's ear, "She has the same voice, same hair, even the same presence, as her."
Acheron looked down at Zaahira and studied her intensely. He asked again in a rougher tone, "Who. Are. You?"
Zaahira said emotionlessly, "Just bring me to the Destoryer."
Acheron's eyes flared again at her words, but instead of snapping, a muscle in his jaw ticked and he replied in a low and deep tone, "No. I will not and never will, take orders from anyone. Tell me who you are."
Zaahira laughed out in response but calmed down quickly and said coolly, "I think you already know who I am, adelphos."
Acheron stared back at her in shock.
Zaahira smirked mentally. He wore just the expression she had expected.
"Bring me to her, " she ordered, but he looked away and said blankly to the sky, "I can't go. She will be released."
Suddenly, Soteria slid around Ash and stood in front of Zaahira meeting her face-to-face. Zaahira's eyes widened at the closeness and she slightly backed away. Zaahira looked up so she could see her eyes. The woman in front of her seemed too tall for a normal human, but Zaahira could sense that she was. But she could also tell that she 'no longer' was one.
She felt Zenobi, the Goddess of the North Wind's power inside of the tall woman. The Destoryer was actually willing to give it up to a human. Zaahira chuckled bitterly at the thought.
The woman standing before her was at least six-one and had wavy brown hair. Her appearance seemed like any other normal kind housewife, and yet she was married to the world's most goth-ist/body-builder-like man ever.
Soteria smiled gently as she looked warmly into Zaahira's eyes, and without breaking their eye contact, she said sweetly to Ash, "Achimou. Let me take them to her."
Acheron immediately pulled her back to his side and stared with possesiveness in his eyes and said, "No, Sota. You. Will. Not."
His wife looked back at him and was not even a bit intimated by him and said with a carefree tone, "Oh baby. It's fine. They won't do anything to me, and plus, I have your mom at my back," She shrugged her shoulders, "She likes me."
She turned around and looked sweetly into Calix's eyes and said apologectically, "Sorry, hun. We don't mean to ignore you. Its just that," her eyes side glanced towards Kira, "we were...surprised...by the unexpected 'meeting'."
Zaahira scoffed at her remark and got a 'look' from Ash. She looked back at him and held her chin high, as if calling him out. Acheron took one small step forward, but was held back by Soteria's hand on his chest.
Calix had to sitfle a chuckle. They were so alike in so many ways, especially in temperament.
Right when he thought that, both Ash and Kira turned to stare at him with a 'uh-uh, don't go there, or else I'll rip your head off' look. Calix held both of his hands up in the air as if in defeat.
Soteria ignored the threat-like glances passed between the two of them and elbowed Acheron, hard, in his abdomen, and recieved a grunt in response. She smiled smuggly and turned to Zaahira again. "Let's go," she said with a hint of anxiousness in her voice.
She closed her eyes and in a blink of an eye Calix found the three of them in the middle of what seemed like the second version of the Underworld. It seemed old and had the smell of death in the air. He looked around and found themselves surrounded by Daimons. When the Daimon's spotted their presense too, they began to close up around them.
Suddenly, a tall Daimon woman held her hand up as if demanding a halt of her brethren and said to Soteria, "Why are you here?" Soteria walked a few steps closer and ignored the other woman's rude tone, "Back off, Medea. We're here to see Apollymi."
The woman named Medea whispered a curse under her breath and said with unmistakable aggravation, "Whatever. Next time you show up in the middle of our gathering center, I'll tear you to pieces, without caring about what connections you have."
Soteria merely said, "Just bring me to her."
Medea mumbled something and turned around quickly and walked off with Soteria right behind her tracks. Calix followed after Kira and looked behind them, finding the rest of the Daimon's staring at them like they were 'mama's homemade chocolate chip cookies'. He walked closer to Kira and put a arm around her shoulder as if silently protecting her.
When they exited out of the room, Kira shrugged off his arm and gave him a look saying, not now.
Calix's facial expression turned stern and serious again as he thought of their problem. No more games.
The four of them entered a hallway with a large door right in front of them that was at leat twelve feet tall. He stared at the large room and ginormous door in amazement.
Medea turned around to face them and stood with her arms crossed in front of her chest, "Don't take too long. The others get jittery by the presense of 'outsiders'." She walked off with a overly conceited and proud swagger.
Soteria shook her head at Medea's rudeness, and opened the huge door that seemed to weigh tons, with ease.
The three of them walked into the room and in the middle of the room sat a woman who seemed to be in her mid-twenties. Calix looked closer and stood in shock. He looked back at the beautiful, blonde, long haired woman, and back at Kira who was beside him, and saw only coldness and resentment in her eyes as she took in the sight of the shock-filled woman before them.
He looked back and forth in disbelief. So this was what Soteria meant by the same hair, and the same presence. Both of them gave off the feeling a demanding and mysterious aura.
Calix looked towards the woman in the middle of the room and saw her cover her own mouth with one of her slender hands, as if to stop a gasp. He looked down to his side and saw that Kira seemed hurt and distant, like she was currently in her own world, thinking her own private thoughts.
Why did the woman in front of them seem so surprised, scared, and horrified at the same time? Why did Kira seem so unreachable now? What did she seem so frigid? Why did Soteria stare at the two women with astonishment and amazement in her eyes? What the hell was going on?
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