BLOODWIND: A SOUL'S WORTH

CHAPTER TWENTY

When the two girls arrived home, their family was waiting for them El hadn't said a word and looked out the window in deep thought. Kess had to quite a few times uncurl her fists from drawing blood while at school. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears. She kept biting her lips drawing blood and holding herself together as best she could. The day seemed to drag. You could see Paul walking on air after lunch. Fortunately, he was in no other classes with her after lunch and didn't see the solemn expression on her face. When the parked in the garage Kess's worry was overflowing "What happened tell me! what did you see in his blood?".

When El had nipped Paul, and drew blood she searched his memories his mind. When they were "younger" it took at least a mouth full of blood to get what was need, as they grew older and stronger the less blood they needed. They need to know why Luke's Mörk själ was clinging around him. The scent was potent around him crushed bones and ash, only they could smell it being what they are. I was unexpected Kess almost attacked Paul because of that scent it brought nothing but grief and bloodshed. El didn't answer her sister instead she got out and went inside the house. Kess dumbstruck followed a while later by that time the whole family had met up and were waiting in the lounge El had flashed back with glasses and placed them on a round table. She brought out Red label Jack Daniels and began pouring.

Once she had taken her own glass she sat down. Kess noticed she changed already and was wearing boxers and a "Queens are born in February" T-shirt. She drew in a shaky breath knowing we were waiting on her "Barnabus". That one name set us all on edge we remembered what happened with Dominique her son and the massacre she orchestrated and participated in back in ,Ciudad Perdida . She was the one who had destroyed that city after they had killed her first-born son but Barnabus was not lucky El had tortured him and kept him immortal so that he could never escape from his torment watching his people die as her and Luke tore through them after a massacre they would have frenzied sex in front of him knowing that El had castrated him with her teeth*shudder*.

He slowly went mad. By the time we had caught up with her and found our little sister again she was off the deep end it was touch and go for a while but we finally got her back. "He showed Paul in a dream like state". They winced. Those memories were not pleasant. Their rebellious years looked like child's play compared to Els wrath. They had all done some questionable things hers took the cake. "I did my best to store the memory away in the back of his mind like a dream. While we were kissing I performed a fingitsu memory seal.

It looks slightly corrosive his shape shifting genes seem to want to get rid of it by the time it does he should have naturally forgotten, if Sam and Leah don't bring it up to often it shouldn't stick" she swallowed the whiskey in one gulp scrunching her face in disgust. She hated alcohol but it would take the edge of. She stood up and poured another. "He was in his room, he knows him now." The room was still deathly quiet. How were they to respond to this. The one thing they all would have preferred not to remember was haunting them and making life extra difficult. Leah rubbed his face and aged 20 years. "We stick to the plan, we make sure those memories stay put. El I'm sorry but after a month each time you need to check and make sure your memory seals are still intact. We cannot risk them digging deeper than necessary. If you feel after a while he has forgotten enough you can stop.

His shapeshifting genes may counter act them seeing as in a way its damaged cells that need to be repaired. It's only a kiss once a month nothing more." El shook her head "To him it may be more Lee". "that's why you do it once and away from people at the same time you will be telling him to keep it a secret". "I disagree" Emma spoke now "I understand the memory must be monitored but kissing him every month it would send mixed signals and possibly sink us deeper into a hole we don't want to be in." her voice growing in confidence as she spoke Lee turned to her his eyes tired "What would you have me do? This is a risk that is a risk which one should we take. If Edward see's it and maybe decides to discuss it with his family draw the temple and one of the history buffs recognise as one of the ancient cites in Sierra Nevada." Lee stood up towering over Emma trying to intimidate her.

Emma stood straighter refusing to cower. "I don't know about you but Paul doesn't strike me as the type to watch the history channel and watch estimates on how the temple use to look before the Spanish Conquest. Even an inkling of curiosity could make things worse what if they start checking the drawings and paintings and find Luke in his demon form? Or El in her rampage. Cause I'm telling you know there was someone who remembered it wrote it down or drew it. That will lead them to us". He was fuming by now Emma knew she was wrong but refused to back down. He made valid points. They had tried to get rid of all the evidence they could of those years but even they were not perfect and soon it was time to move on and hope no one would make the connection.

In human eyes, it would be nothing more than coincidence. With supernatural it was complicated because them themselves stem from the impossible they are willing to look for the impossible. "Enough you two" Kess was antsy things were turning to shit faster than they could clean it up. Lee looked towards El she was sinking into herself drinking Pauls blood and looking at the memories brought something that took her long to bury within herself. Lee knelt beside her. She didn't even look at him. A pained sigh left him "I will do what needs to be done Roman" she then got up and sped up away. "He got up painfully as if he was an old man whose body was failing him he covered his eyes "I think she will stay home till next week. Bring her school work". None of them could disagree she was in no state to return to school. Not that she would any way.

Emma found El sitting at her favourite spot with the moon shining through the clear glass a fountain in the middle pure white its colour making the water appear white. Vines with white and pink flowers grew along the walls cherry blossoms and rose bushes of every colour scattered beautifully. Butterflies of all breeds and colours fluttered about. The room smelt sweet but not over powering the water was cool and clear El sat at the edge of the pool dipping her feet in and kicking the water up watching the droplets that looked like diamonds come up above her and land on her skin. Emma sat beside her sister also dipping her feet in and splashing softly. Sitting in silence. After afew moments El splashed her sister by mistake. Emma's face and hair was wet , she returned the favour. Soon there was screaming and laughter as the girls let the water wash away their troubles for the night.