The Last Spartan
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Chapter 9: Blackness encompassed her. "Find me" He said simply as the Darkness engulfed him leaving her alone.
Evalen woke up panting. A cold sweat had broken across her face, trapping the stray strands of hair to her face, head, and neck. She lurched up and dashed for her new best friend, the porcelain basin.
Over the past weeks she'd become disturbingly close with the bathroom god of swirling water at Dante's shop. Her brother and Nero would come running to see what was wrong. They were all so used to it now that they didn't even wake, which disturbed Evalen even more.
She went over her dream again as she brushed her teeth with lukewarm salt water. The man in her dream was becoming clearer and clearer. Evalen now had a good guess at who it was but refused to tell anyone. Evalen knew it would upset everyone, especially Dante. So she kept quiet and pulled herself back into bed waiting for morning to come.
They had been training for six months now. Evalen had mastered seven different forms of hand to hand combat and excelled in any fighting form. She generally fought with a black leather whip with a dragon's scale on the tip which glistened n the light.
Evalen had been unable to summon Widow's Reaping no matter what she tried and had basically dismissed her memory as a dream.
She had caught on quickly to control her demonic powers, and her physical and mental strength had more than doubled since she began training. All in all she was a natural, a prodigy, and not someone you wanted to mess with.
But she wasn't blind and could seethe worry behind every ones congratulating faces. They feared her in a way, loathed her in others. But what pained her most was only in Dante's eyes did she see a deep sorrow; as if she was filling out to be something he would have to kill.
In the distance Evalen heard her alarm clock and rolled over to turn off the annoying buzzer when she realized it wasn't her alarm clock; she had 'accidently' smashed it to pieces one morning when she wanted to sleep in. Adrenalin started pulsing thru her veins as she became acutely aware of heavy foot steps. Realization quickly sunk in, the shop was being broken into.
Quick as lightning she was up and mostly dressed, her hair coming undone and falling graciously to her shoulders and back carefully framing her face.
With a short blade in hand and hidden behind her back as not to reflect any light she stalked to the front room. Stealthily she crept upon the intruder until she was mere centimeters from him. She could smell his sweat and fear and adrenaline as it oozed from his pores like a sickness waiting for the right moment to take over the body and smash it under its weight. With a flick of her arm and a slide of her foot the intruder was on his back, Evalen sat on him and pined him to the ground.
He gave a quick scream but quickly shut his mouth when she slid the blade across his throat and let it rest there. The lights flickered on and both Nero and Dante came running into the front room.
"Evalen!? What's going on?" Dante demanded
"I was just about to find out. Now" she turned her attention onto her prisoner "Just what do you think you're doing?"
"I…I don't have any idea what you mean!" he whelped
"Oh, quit your yammering!" Nero groaned
"You know I suggest you answer truthfully before this blade of mine…slips. You wouldn't want to…lose anything, now would you?" Evalen whispered in his ear
The man's eyes bulged from his head and he gave a small moan of terror.
Evalen felt the man's panic and knew she was winning. She sat up again and smiled to slow the man's speeding heart. To her pleasure it stopped for half a moment before picking up a normal, steady rate.
"You…you wouldn't." he gulped
"Oh, no?" she snorted and let the blade move half a millimeter before the man was screaming his head off.
"And?" Evalen pushed
"Fine! Fine! It was Master who sent me! There are rumors that there is a new Spartan! Rumors that Dante has a daughter and he's been hiding her! Master told me to find evidence. So I come her and PLEASE! That's all I know!" he squealed
"Evalen, get off him. That's all he's going to sing." Dante grabbed her under the arm and helped her up.
"Go; before we change our minds." Nero threatened and the man took off.
"Wait" Evalen called, he half turned to her. "Tell your master Dante has no child. After all, who'd be desperate enough to wanna shack up with him? And who'd be stupid enough to leave a child under his care?" she let lose a laugh, not even her father would trust her to either of her brothers.
The man gave a nod and a small smile then dashed into the bleak dawn.
"And just what was that supposed to mean?" Dante demanded
"I have no idea of what you're talking about" Evalen shrugged and started to walk to her room when she heard something that made her stop dead in her tracks.
The laughter of the man in her dreams rattled thru her head.
"Evalen?" Dante asked nervously
"It…it's nothing." Evalen shook her head and dashed to her porcelain god.