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Harmony
The peace and happiness that grown with the early hours of the morning, was soon ruined by a knocking on the front door. Knock, knock, and knock . . . Time stood still, again, we were frozen. The knocking from the door was the only sound that echoed through the frozen house. Even my baby didn't appear to dare move. Although he was the safest here at the moment.
The tightening pressure around my waist freed me from my frozen state of mind, all our glance were focused far away; thinking, wondering who was at the door. Why were we so afraid to answer the door? I asked myself. Nudging Dren with my elbow, now he was free. Thank lord . . . His stare was pained, did he know who was at the door? Why was he so afraid? As the knocking continued, I averted my gaze from his as it became more pained; my gaze connected with another, Tarb.
He sat there staring, glaring out of the window, fear seeping through his cheeky face, his body rigid, tense. What was out there? As the room suddenly darken, dulled by the sun; that had also hid itself. Dren took a shaky breath.
"Stay here, I'll go and answer the door . . . I'll be back, promise" His voice soft, shaken. Hiding the fear behind the words, with no success. He rose slowly, cautious. His pace slow, time frozen as his pale hand reached the door handle. He looked back; connect with me and me alone. His gaze was hard, dark and intense. From where I sat, he seemed to of take a deep breath. The door was open. All gazes fixed on the door; where Dren stood, frozen, with shock written on his face. Silence.
"Was I interrupting something? You appeared to take your time at answering the door . . ." Asked a voice, a familiar voice. Low and full of spite; but something was different about this voice, it sounded like it had lost what harshness it had once obtained. Dren's eyes widen the slightest; a small smile appeared on his face. He stepped to the side of the door; was he allowing this person into the house, why?
"Why don't you come in? It looks like it's about to rain . . ." The politeness in Dren's voice was enough for me to know that there was no danger, but Tarb looked like he may need more convincing.
"Thank you for the offer" The voice replied, happily. That tone didn't seem to fit the owner of the voice, Tarb gasped, my jaw downed. It can't be? There stood, in the middle of the hall; Deep blue. His was uncharacteristically soft and friendly, although his eyes were the same ice blue but they gentle. And what caught my eye the most was the nervous smile had made itself home on his pale, tired face. His gaze only seemed focused on me; the intensity of the gaze began to make me shift on the stop from where I sat on the sofa. I jumped when the door closed with a soft click, the smile spread on Deep blue's face.
Dren stood calmly beside his formal leader, as if the final battle had never happened. A reassuring smirk appeared on his face.
"I suppose you are wondering as to why I am here, yes?" Deep blue asked calmly.
"Aren't you meant to be . . . um, dead?" Tarb asked, scared out of his wits. Deep blue smile softly at the young boy.
"That, I am afraid is a rather long story. But yes, I am meant to be dead. However; that is not issues I have come to deal with" His tone darken as he said the last words. His eyes now narrow, hard.
"I don't understand; how can you be alive, when I destroyed you, didn't I?" I asked, my voice was not as strong as I wanted it to be. Deep blue chuckled before answering my question; I was surprised he heard it, even with his keen hearing.
"Well, well, if it isn't Zoey Hanson, but yes, you have destroyed me but you have also saved me" His face suddenly claimed a smirk. All of our gazes, screamed confused. Dren sighed, before walking over to me and taking a hold of my hands. Tarb sat crossed legged, leaning forward; eager to learn more. Deep blue took all of this as a signal to continue.
"You see, due to me being more powerful than my younger brother, Tonix, he became jealous and somehow got to me. He poisoned me, mind, body and soul; so that, he was in control of what I said and did. When you were able to separate me from that body. You weaken the poison and I was able heal myself before dealing with my brother" He spat the last word "But the issue that drawn me here is linked with my unworthy brother, it appears that he has spoken to my son, Tyler as well as Leila; though I doubt he has had such a success as convincing her, than he would have had with Tyler" Deep blue explain as his gaze travelled around our tiny gathering.
"So, if your brother has gotten to Tyler and he is not just doing this out of spite due to me mixing with his sister -" Dren's hand quickly shot up from mine to cover his mouth. Deep blue just stared. With the gentle shaking of his head, he answer calmly.
"Before you start to panic, I have been 'dead' for a while, so no need to hide what has happened between you young ones" His voice as soft but you easily pick out the muffled chuckle within the words. "Please, do continue what you were saying, Dren"
"Yeah, so if it not as much to with his sister being with me; then do you think that your brother might have done the same thing to you . . .?" Dren asked, raising an eyebrow.
"If what you say may be true, then surely Tyler would be free from the poison because by brother is now dead; Where is Sardon? Surely he would be with you? He normally is" The questions came out in a rush, as if Deep blue already knew the answer. I was the one to answer those questions.
"Yes, Sardon did come here with Tarb and Dren but they separated to find the mews their friendly with . . ." I missed out the part about Tarb running off. ". . . But whilst Dren, Tarb and I were here. Tyler and . .um, Leila attacked Sardon; he had protect Kiki and Bridget. But now Tyler and Leila are holding them hostage" Deep blue's face seemed to drain of energy, although he was already so tired. Then something appear to have caught his eye; it was me.
When I looked over myself, I noticed that hand had self-consciously placed it self on my bump. This gain a grin from the formal leader, Dren's hold on one of my hands, tighten. All I could do was smile weakly up at the alien leader.
"Well now, this is certainly a change of pace. Now isn't it? How long has it been?" The grin had became the dominate feature on Deep blue's face, his eyes eagerly eyeing my slightly swollen stomach.
"This is hard to explain but here goes nothing; Zoey, here, has been pregnant for a couple of days and already she looks like she has been pregnant for a few months. Personally, I was quite surprised that she conceived but then again strange things happen. Do you know why she is so far ahead then her species normal pregnancy growth. We did consider the mixing of the two different DNA but . . . " Dren explained in a concerned voice, he gently squeezed my hand but this didn't go un-noticed.
"Am I the only one here that thinks, that Dren is no way ready to be a father?" Tarb spoke for the first in a while, his tone teasing. Deep blue and I both had to chuckle at that remark.
"As much as I would agree with you, young Tarb. If Dren thinks he is ready then he is ready" Deep blue smiled at this. Dren cleared his throat; all gazes focused on him.
"I have also noticed that this gathering of ours has gone completely off of the main topic. Deep blue why have you come here, to speak to us about something or just to catch on the latest gossip?"
"Ah yes, the main reason I have come here to talk to you all is that I'm . . .um, wanting to ask for your help; Tyler needs to be stopped, I've already spoken to Leila. She is willing to help, will you please help me, I may be his father but he is a force not to be messed with when he has his mind set on something. Will you help me?" Deep blue asked in a low voice as he hung his low in shame of what his son has done already. I glanced around the room, meeting hard, intense gazes. I sighed as I rose from I have been sitting. Numbly, I walked up to Deep blue and placed a hand gently on his shoulder.
Deep Blue rose his head; gaze soft but pained. He held now a weak smile, as he waited for an answer for his plea. My smile in return was arm and welcoming, although I could feel the two pairs of eyes on my back. Ignoring that, I answered in all honesty.
"Of course Deep Blue, we shall help you. We all own you that much" We smile at each other; both gazing softly into each other's eyes. Deep blue gently place a hand on top of mine where it lay calmly on his shoulder.
"Thank you, It appears that the final battle is still in the back of our minds but thank you never the less. Thank you so much, young Zoey"
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