A/N: Wow. I haven't updated this story in forever! I couldn't really think of where I wanted to go with this story, it was only supposed to be a one shot, but now I'm pretty confident in the way this story is heading, so be expecting more updates soon! :) I hope you like this because it's the last Zoey chapter for a while; the next chapter will be in Stevie Rae's point of view then Rephaim and possibly Aprhodites POV before we get back to Zoey.
The moon was shinning brightly in the night sky, surrounded by millions of tiny glowing stars. The sight was really fantastic, but I wasn't in any mood to enjoy it. The moon could have caught fire and the world could be coming to an end, which I guess in my reality it was, but at that moment I wouldn't notice.
I was laying on the ground, under a blanket Stark laid down for me, with my eyes closed tight. I was looking at the blackness of my eyelids and trying to relax, wishing, not for the first time, that I was still lost in that mesmerizing darkness. The peace and the feeling of absolute perfection was almost enough to make me want to die, to stay with Heath forever, but I couldn't and some rational part of me realized that, while the larger more dominant part of me wanted death.
Heath was dead. He would always be dead, and he would never come back to me. Not as a Red Fledging and certainly not as a human and I had no time to grieve his death, because I needed to prepare myself for battle.
Dying would be a lot easier than facing Kalona, my soul mate, and his army of evil half bird half immortal people. Why was the weight of the world resting on my shoulders? I was just a teenager. I was supposed to be out at football games and go partying after, not plotting ways to take down the person that I was made to love. My life wasn't rational and for a minute I wished that I was normal.
But normal was boring, wasn't it? Did I really want my old life back, where I fought with my mom and step loser. Did I want to trade in my new magnificent friends, for Kayla? No, that wasn't what I wanted at all. I loved my new life, and it wasn't my fault that Kalona and Neferet, who I used to trust with my life, wanted to ruin it.
My cirlce and I, were the most powerful people in the world, with the help of Nyx. We had her silver tattoos surrounding us, her power flowing through our blood. We were Chosen to be the light in this creepy, increasingly dark world. It was our destiny, and we just had to accept that.
"Z?" Erin asked, her fingers intertwined with mine.
"What are you thinking about?" Shaunne finished softly, her fingers intertwined with my other hand.
We had been laying on this blanket since a very joyous Aprhodite and Darius left, with a shocked Stark following close behind them. We had been sitting in silence for the last hour, and their voices snapped me out of my own head.
"Destiny." I answered, my voice cracking from where I had been crying.
"What about it, Zoey." Damien asked, his fingers playing with my hair that was spread out on the ground. He was laying in the grass by my head, his voice barely more than a whisper.
We were the only three outside, together, and it made me feel like these three friends, my Chosen circle, were my family. Friends come and go, but family was supposed to be there for you, forever. No matter what, and I trusted these guys would always be with me.
"I was just thinking that no matter what happens, we always will have each other, and that I can always count on you guys to help me out when I'm in major bullpoopie." My voice was calm and soothing, thanks to the magic that was quickly repairing my broken soul.
"You already knew that." Shaunne said, giving my hand a soft squeeze at the same time Erin squeezed my other hand. I felt the corners of my lips turn up slightly, forming a small smile on my bleak face.
"We would never go anywhere." Erin finished, she reached her free hand out over my stomach, and Shaunne quickly grabbed it, and squeezed.
That was something that I loved about my friends. No matter how bad of a day we had, we always had time for each other. We were always there, gently supporting each other, holding each other up after our bad days. That could be the only thing keeping me alive.
"I don't know what I would do without you guys." I whispered.
I was already going to have to face life without Heath, and it pained me to even think about life without my friends. The Twins, Damien and Jack, Stevie Rae, my Grandma and even Aphrodite were the people that were going to help me through this, and in the end they were going to help me with whatever life would throw at me, they were truly the best people I could have asked for in my life.
"We would be dead without you, Zoey." Erin said.
"And we're way too young and pretty to die." Shaunne said, grimacing lightly.
"What the Twins are trying to say, is that we would most definitely not be able do defeat Kalona without you here to lead us." Damien said.
"I love you guys." I said, squeezing both of the Twins hands and sending a swirl of air over to Damien. He laughed as the air swept around him, making his hair dance, before it disappeared.
"We love you too." The chorused together and I felt their magic sweep over me. We were sitting on the sand of a beach, the waves barley missing our feet, we were in front of a warm fire place, cuddled together under a warm blanket, and we were in a valley, the breeze ruffling our hair and playing with the hem of our shirts all at the same time. I felt myself grinning.
We sat under the stars all night, and eventually we fell asleep that way, the events of the day taking it's toll on us. The twins holding both of my hands, their hands clasped together on my stomach, and Damien's hand softly laying on my hair but even surrounded by my friends, it wasn't enough to keep Kalona out of my dreams.
Today he took me to a field, and I had this feeling in my gut telling me that this was the field Aphrodite saw in her vision, the vision of the world burning. I stood in the middle of the field, with my fists clenched by my side.
He stood right in front of me, his inhuman beauty almost too much for me to stand looking at, but I couldn't draw my eyes away from his perfectly carved chest and his beautiful wings.
"Zoey." He whispered, shocking me by using my first name.
"What?" I snapped, tears starting to sting my eyes. "Why did you bring me here?"
"You know why." He answered simply as he walked towards me. He stopped about half an inch away from where I stood, and bent down, our foreheads almost touching. "Everything I do, I do for us." He breathed, and I felt his chilly breath meet my skin, making me shudder. I felt the familiar tugging of desire I always had for him, and tried to ignore it, only thinking of how he killed Heath.
Even as disgusted as I was by him, I couldn't bring myself to touch him. To push him away from me. "You killed Heath." I said, the tears starting to fall down my checks.
I wanted him to admit it, instead he gave one harsh, bitter laugh and that was enough to push me over the edge. I lashed my arms out, pushing him with all my might, but he only staggered a couple of feet, but that was all I needed.
"Fire, come to me!" I commanded, throwing my hands straight into the air. I was surprised when my element flowed through me. I threw my hands in front of me, pointing to Kalona and the fire wrapped around my arms, flowing straight to him. It wrapped around him, catching his wings on fire, and enveloping him in a blazing wall.
He laughed, and took two steps forward, standing right in front of me, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the fire with him.
Because I wasn't sick and twisted like he was, I screamed.
My screams thrust me out of my dream and brought me crashing down into reality. My eyes flew open and I was still screaming. I could feel his hands touching me and my element burning me. I could smell the burning wings, still so very fresh in my memory.
My screaming woke the twins and Damien up before the sun rose over the horizon, setting the sky ablaze with it's oranges and reds.
Soo please, please, please review :)
-Tay
