Sorry this took SOOOO long, but it's finally here!! Sorry it's short, but it was a good place to stop. This one's a bit awkward too, but that how they told it!
As predicted, Selene was checked out of the hospital by 7:00 that evening. She moved into Medenham and settled in before "roaming" around the school. In reality, Selene was looking for Malachi and any of his minions. The place, of course, was swarming with them, but Selene couldn't find Malachi.
"This place is more confusing than the fourth level of hell..." Selene said to herself, sinking down to the floor in front of a room. The door opened.
"What about the fourth level of hell?" the man said, poking his head out.
He was handsome, that Selene had to admit, but he was either a minion of Malachi himself since the mark on his neck was evident. He had thick, curly black hair, blue eyes, and an angular face with no trace of shadow.
"This school." Selene replied carefully. "How do you find your way around?"
"Do you want me to show you around?" He asked after glancing at Selene's neck.
"If you have time."
"I have all the time in the world for you."
"If you think that'll woo me, I'm afraid your mistaken." Selene replied playfully.
"What's your name?"
"Selene Price. Yours?"
"Malachi. Just Malachi."
"Well, alright, "Just Malachi." Do you plan to show me around or not?"
"Of course."
As Malachi took Selene around the school, they talked about whatever came to mind.
"So where are you from?" Malachi asked her.
"The same place you are." Selene replied wistfully. She looked ahead, but knew Malachi was staring.
"...No. You're another anointed one, aren't you?"
"You know very well that Ella is the last of those."
"So what are you?" Selene smiled.
"For me to know. Not for you. So what's this?" Selene pulled on a string dangling from under some books on the library shelf.
"Don't-!" Malachi began, but it was too late.
Before them, the book case lifted out of the way and there was a dark hall. Selene reached in and switched on a light. There was a torture chamber.
"Ooh, that's interesting..." Selene said, stepping in. Malachi caught her arm.
"You don't want to go in there."
"And why is that?"
"Do you want to know?" Malachi asked.
"If I didn't, would I have asked?" Selene asked back.
"That depends on the kind of person you are." A voice answered.
Both turned to see a man in the shadows of the room. He was tall, pale, and dressed in a suit. In the faint light, his eyes shined a pure blue.
"And who might you be?" Selene asked.
"Father..." Malachi whispered.
The man in the corner smiled and stepped into the light. Selene was shocked, but acted clueless - Azazeal. Selene knew him from lifetimes past, but knew that he wouldn't recognize her since she last saw him when she was fourteen in 1704. She had been a pale, blue-eyed red head with freckles. He had killed her then.
"Malachi, who is this?" Azazeal asked.
"Selene Price. New student."
"Nice to meet you Mr.-?" Selene said, holding out her hand. Azazeal looked at her hand.
"Just Azazeal, Ms. Price." Selene put her hand down and acted annoyed.
"Does everyone go by "just" here, or is it that no one had a last name?" Malachi pulled her back.
"We should get going." Malachi said.
"So soon? I was hoping you might show her around here." Azazeal said, smiling.
Malachi mouthed something that Selene couldn't see and ushered her out. Once into the cafeteria, Malachi turned to Selene.
"It's not a good idea to talk to him like that." he said.
"Why? It's not like he's out to kill you - you're his son. And what do you care if I die?"
"We are like one person. You grew faster than a human just like I did. You came from the after-world like I did. We are one."
"Are we?" Malachi nodded. "I'm glad I'm not alone, then."
Selene smiled for the first time in this lifetime. Acting like a child, she hugged Malachi and buried her face in his chest. Malachi was a little shocked at first, but relaxed in an instant.
"Are you sure you're in college..?" Malachi whispered to himself.