Part Fifty-two:

"You know that Daviel killed me,"Josepher said, sounding very bitter,"As a challenge to free Jestin. Somehow he overcame me, but though he killed and sent me to eternity of hell...he forgot this was Josepher he was talking about. I got a deal, in fact." One point for my perfect guessing. Well, slightly perfect. Whatever...I was close enough! Sold to the devil, making a deal in hell; same thing. "So I was given the power of a very,"he paused to put more effect on the word,"VERY powerful demon."

He smiled at this. Fuuuull of himself, for sure. "In return, I had to bring 'It' to Hell,"Josepher said with a shrug,"My brother, Tyra, and Riley worked at getting ahold of you, in fact. They knew the deal, and instead of waiting it out for them to catch you, Tyra was so sweet as to bring me back. I figured since I'm already up here, I could get ahold of 'It'...of you...and instead of giving you up, I found I'll keep you for myself. I'm sure once we get you ahold of your power, you can give enough to me so that I can stay anyways."

I glarred at him. Like I have that much power, anyways. And if I did, I wouldn't give any to HIM! Then a thing he said got me curious. "Your brother,"I asked slowly. Josepher smiled, seemingly proud of my noticing. "Logan,"he said,"he's werewolf, but I don't know if you'd know of him." I was suddenly feeling very betrayed. He was trying all that time to win me over by his side...and the whole time he was going to give me up to my brother's killer.

I felt a small feeling at the bottom of my lungs form. It made me want to throw up. He was teaching me to fight...just so that I could what? Evolve in my so-called power?! "By the looks of it,"Josepher suddenly said,"I'm guessing you did know him. Well, not anymore. Seeing as Daviel killed him, AND Tyra while he was at it." Josepher looked angry at the thought of him. "WHERE'S JESTIN,"He suddenly yelled furiously. It made me jump out of my skin.

"What's IT,"I asked, my own furiousity taking over. Betrayal, death, pain, love, and a lost life is all that's been following me. Confusion and magic. Everything wasn't what I had planned. It's as if the world got tired of everyone else turning on me, so it decided to join the bandwagon. And now I was pissed. "What's 'It'!? Why is 'IT' so important,"I screamed,"All I've done is try to live a normal life, and you people come along wailing about 'It'. It this, It that. It's powerful. It's needed. Everyone wants It. It kills everything around It. It...It..."

My voice had suddenly failed me. Not because of Josepher's magic, but because it decided I was overreacting. It decided it was time to shut down. Doowwwn. Simmer down. Sizzle down. London Bridge is falling down. I bit my bottom lip, and calmed myself DOWN. "What. Is. It,"I asked shortly. Just a small summary. Josepher seemed slightly shocked,"You don't know?! You've been with Daviel, and he hasn't TOLD you?" And he shook his head,"I know Daviel. He would have told you. He's not a good secret keeper."

But the look on my face would have told it all. "I can't believe...,"Josepher said,"Oh, great." He looked at his watch again. Nooo Jestin. "Fine. I guess we have time, then,"he stated dully,"It. I guess I should start from where It came from, yes? Good. Jon-Deus Elequet. It's simple, really. He was born with the power. Like all the people before him who got it, he was hidden away...seeing as the future telling of the last 'It' was told who 'It' would go to. Nobody was to obtain this 'It', and Jon-Deus didn't come out of hiding until he had learned all the powers from his Sheild.

Jon-Deus, though, like many others, fell in love. Her name was Crystal Kinrey; merely a human maid for the vampires. Though it was clearly frowned apon, he pursued her. That is, until a cute vampiress came along to steal his heart away. This would be Tyra Greene. Tyra merely wanted 'It', like everyone else, and cut Crystal out of the picture in seconds. Stole Jon-Deus away, of course. The thing is, Crystal had became pregnant with his child. Naturally, she tried to get his attention, which got in Tyra's way.

Tyra is very lovely when it comes to dark magic. She put a tragic death curse over Crystal's head, for her die at childbirth. This curse would kill the child, as well. Seeing as Jon-Deus had 'It', he naturally found out easily. He saw her treachery. Instead of waiting, he went out to find Crystal. Tragically, Crystal was already dead by the time he found her. The child wasn't breathing, but the heart beat was still faintly going. There was a chance that he saw.

What nobody knew...I was guessing until now...Jon-Deus had saved the child's life by making him a carrier of 'It'. This child had a child. So on, and so on, until 'It' found one suitable to contain It's powers." Josepher paused, looking pointedly at me. "Jon-Deus didn't want to cause harm, so he hid the child away, but he didn't know that the child was only a mere carrier. He thought he had given the power for the child to use. So no one saw the harm in the child.

'It' disappeared. 'It' was lost from sight. That is, until I was bored in a small town, and found a child stupidly walking down an alley. I had no clue that I'd be finding the young version of 'It'. It shocked me, actually, but you were much too young to use. So I tried to keep you hidden. Though your mind is unreadable, though, mine isn't. So it was told that 'It' was found. Not the name or anything,"Josepher said in slight disappointment.

"And what is 'It',"I asked, suddenly feeling anticipation thudding through my heart. I was finally going to learn what all this was about. Josepher was looking at me, with his smile widened largely. "It...is everything,"he said in excitement,"It's the essence of reality. You control EVERYthing. Death...unless they're already dead...life, what's fake, what's not fake, everything. WHICH is how you're going to use your power to alter reality. You're going to make me more powerful, by just saying it."

I scoffed. "You're an idiot,"I said in disbelief,"I'll show you you're wrong." I stood up in front of him, not believing a thing he said. Then I said loudly,"You're nothing but a FROG!" Just like expected, nothing happened. Josepher chuckled,"You've only just learned of this. Of course you wouldn't know how to control it." I glared at him. Then he looked at his watch. "By the looks of it, something went wrong with Jestin,"Josepher said shortly.

No duh. "I guess I'll have to speed things up in case Daviel decides to drop in,"Josepher said casually. I didn't understand. It didn't make any sense. Speed what up? My power of reality? Which I highly doubt is real. Well, I don't know. I mean, if I'm thinking that this is a lie, and I could control reality, then it wouldn't be real unless I decided it was real. Right? Well, if this WAS real, then it's all very confusing. What if I screw up, and say I never existed? Then I wouldn't exist.

"You're thoughts,"Josepher suddenly said,"It can't be heard because you hold reality in them. Nobody else could possibly understand it. You can't hear music because that would alter your thoughts to ride on what the music is saying. Same for other artistic things. You have no favorites for the same reason. Nothing is to alter your power...except one thing." Josepher hesitated, as if not sure whether I should know. "What is it, then,"I snapped impatiently.

He smirked. "Jon-Deus lost his power because of it,"Josepher stated,"It's too simple. It's love, but luckily you're too young to know of that." I froze, though. Not in shock, but in distaste. I remember adults saying that all the time. 'Oh, they're too young. They won't know what love is.' All because they've fallen in love. Love to them is getting married to get divorced. Unless they had enough self-discipline to not leave their so-called "love". People die for their love because it's the safe way out.

"How do you know I haven't fallen in love,"I said in slight frustration. Josepher laughed,"With who? Logan? Riley? There's nobody else...unless..." He glarred at me suspiciously. Before I could...I don't know...tell him I loved Daviel or tell him to shove it, he grabbed my wrist, and pulled me to him. "Unless you've been so stupid as to fall for Daviel,"Josepher said, looking into my eyes deeply. "No way,"I said sarcastically. Sarcasm makes it easier for me to lie.

Yet, vampires must have a sense of whether a person is lying or not. "You have,"he said in disbelief,"And he's fallen for you! No wonder he didn't force you somehow to give up your power to him. Knowing Daviel, he'd do anything just to gain power. He's selfish. He only thrives for his own pleasures, but falling in love would have stopped him." Hedonistic. Wow, Josepher and Dreya must have thought the same thing. Maybe Daviel isn't a good influence on me, then.

Josepher suddenly smiled, his pearly, sharp fang glittering as his red eyes swam in a familiar blood lust. "Ah, then I'm sure Daviel won't like this at all,"he said in such a malice-filled voice that it sent a shiver down my back. He's going to kill me! But what about this 'It' nonscense? Josepher twisted my hand around, and lifted it up to his lips. Automatically, I started ripping it away from him. "NO,"I said, knowing full well what he was planning. It sent fear to freeze the cells in my brain.

But instead, I screamed when Josepher's fangs dug into my wrist, a small, white electric shock following. This practically numbed my hand. Josepher lowered my wrist, though, and dug his thumbnail to connect the two punctures. The electric shock was moving like a glowing wave around them, following the cut his thumb nail left. And when the cut met the second puncture, the electric wave on each end combined. It dug its way throughout my body, ending its travel at my brain, where it turned out the lights behind my eyes.

"Not even able to read your mind,"Josepher's voice said in high amuzement,"Not even now!" I willed myself to go back to being knocked out. Just...come on...goo to sleeep. Go to sleep. NOW. "Open your eyes, then,"Josepher said, though. By some force, in which I didn't control, my eyes lifted at those orders. "Ah, it's verbal, then,"he said with a sigh,"I figured there'd be something different with you." Soooo, if someone is claimed, the owner controls them?

Well, that's just not fair.

"You'll be wondering what's different,"Josepher insisted sarcastically. Maybe I am, but I'm not voicing it. My wrist burned. And I've been claimed by Jestin's old, evil boyfriend who killed my brother AND Dreya. "With everyone else, I use mind work,"Josepher went on,"Just mentally tell them what to do, and they'll do it. Seeing as I can't get into your mind, I guess I just have to verbally tell you to do something. Liiike...tell me what's in your mind right now."

I knew before he finished that this was something the claiming power couldn't get past. It made me smirk in defiance as I HAD to answer sarcastically,"Access Denied." Josepher smiled at this, and said,"Tell me about the Daviel you know." Oooh, this will take forever, knowing me! "He has black eyes, but there's a red tint in them. And the tint sometimes darkens when he's feeding, but it also darkens when he's very mad. Which he's usually mad at me a lot. He's 6'2, and he looks 17 to 21 years old,"I started.

Josepher stopped me,"I know all that. Just so you know, he was turned at 19...just at Jestin's 17th birthday, which is a couple of weeks before his 20th birthday. That's not the point. Is it true that you seriously love him. Tell the truth." Geez, all this controling stuff just isn't right. Maybe it would be best if I just stood up and cracked my head on the floor or something. Josepher can't exactly control a dead person, right? Well, I'm banking on it, so...

"Yes,"I replied before I even knew it. It's like it just slips out without my consent. Not fair! "And does he love you,"Josepher asked,"Tell the truth." Once again, my voice went on without me. "I don't know,"I said,"I didn't read his mind, and I'm not him. So I don't know if he loves me or not. Sometimes he acts like it, and sometimes he doesn't. I don't know." Oh, goodie, my controlled self is as clever as my normal self. Someone get me a cookie for my great achievement.

Then take it away for letting myself get claimed in the first place.