Two Weeks later
"Ahh! Gee ha!" Shilo smiled as she heard the little ones giggle while she got on her hands and knees, crawling over to crib with her ball of yarn in her mouth. Trevor reached up to her as she jumped to her feet, putting herself on her tip-toes so she could look down at them. Trevor's golden eyes stared into hers, as she let Ella grip her outstretched right hand with her flesh hand.
Shilo twitched her ears, her smile widening as they let out loud, happy, baby shrieks. Pulling her hand from Ella's grip, smiling as Ella grabbed Trevor's tail, pulling it. Trevor hiccuped and whimpered, but smiled as Shilo let her tail come through the bars of the crib and tickle his stomach.
"Shouldn't ya be in bed, kid?" Shilo jumped back from the crib, and whirled around to find Hellboy and Liz standing about a foot from her. Hellboy had his arms crossed over his large chest, a mock frown on his face. Liz, her hand on Hellboy's shoulder, smiled softly at her.
Shilo lowered her ears to her skull, a weak and guilty smile on her face, as she placed her hand behind her back, rocking back and forth. She looked down at the floor, tapping at her ball of yarn with her bare feet.
"Sorry Mr. Hellboy. Liz. I-I just...I couldn't sleep again." Since the twins birth, Shilo found that sleeping had become impossible. She would toss and turn, trying to get comfortable, only to give up at about twelve to one a.m. before she'd make her way to Hellboy and Liz's room, stealing the entrance key from Clay or Myer's desk.
She would make her way to the twins bed, and curl up beside or under the crib, falling asleep to the sound of there breathing. Hellboy had nearly had a heart attack and scared Liz and the babies when she'd crawled out from under their crib after her first night. Liz comforted the two, silencing their wailing, as Hellboy cursed and asked her why she was sleeping under the crib. Shilo had simply shrugged and said she couldn't sleep in her bed.
This went on for the next two weeks. Hellboy and Liz had grown use to waking up and finding Shilo playing or feeding Trevor and Ella. Although Liz didn't seem to like it much.
Liz let out a soft sigh, as Shilo gazed at her with large, apologetic, emerald green eyes. "Shilo, hun. I don't know why you're having trouble with sleeping. Abe and me are trying everything to find whats wrong. But..I really think you should try staying in your room, sweetie." Liz sounded sad and weak as she said this, giving Shilo a sympathetic look.
Shilo nodded softly, jumping slightly as Ella grabbed her tail through the cribs bars. Hellboy chuckled slightly, as Ella giggled, a large grin on her face, as Shilo reached into the crib, pulling her tail from the little girls grip, placing Ella's pink blanket in its place. Trevor reached up, opening and closing his fingers. giggling and cooing as he Shilo lifted him, with some difficulty, from the crib.
Holding Trevor to her chest, Shilo growled lightly as Trevor grasped a stand of her shoulder length chocolate brown hair, yanking it and grinning. Shilo, head tilted by the hold, gave Hellboy and Liz a sad smile. "I just can't be away from the little guy. He-he helps me sleep. " Shilo whispered, clutching Trevor closer to her as Liz stepped towards her, placing her right hand on Shilo's right shoulder.
"I know." Shilo saw Liz's eyes flicker to Hellboy, who'd remained silent, watching the two. He smiled as Shilo locked eyes with him, walking over to stand beside Liz as he lifted Trevor from Shilo's arms.
He gazed down at his son, a confused look on his face as Trevor whimpered and reached his stone right hand out to Shilo, who simply gave the little boy a weak smile, waving her fingers at him.
"You're right, Liz. I'm sorry. I'll... I'll stay in my room tonight." Shilo's voice was trained, her ears pressed completely against her skull, her tail dropping lazily behind her as she stepped around the two, keeping her gaze to the ground.
She had to fight to keep walking out the door as Trevor and Ella began to cry for her to come back. Hellboy and Liz shushed and held their children up and into their chest, attempting to sooth the crying twins.
Shilo felt tears form and slip down her cheeks, as she rounded the corner away from the room, only to gasp as she ran into someone, causing her to fall back on her butt. Moaning and rubbing her back, Shilo looked up, ready to claw the eyes out of whoever had ran into her, when she stopped, suppressing a gasp of surprise.
"Child. Come with me. I wish to talk to you." Shilo, mouth agap, felt her body stiffen as Prince Nuada reached down, grasping her hand and pulling her to her feet, before turning gracefully away. Shilo stared at him, blinking her eyes with confusion, before shaking her head and running to catch up with him.
She silently followed behind him, passing a few guards and Manning along the way. None of them said anything. Shilo felt her tail twitch back and forth nervously, as she glanced up at Nuada, who remained emotionless and eyes forward, as they rounded another corner, going past her room and to a door two rooms down from her own.
Shilo watched as Nuada opened the door, motioning her in. Staring at him for a brief minute, Shilo slowly entered the room. As soon as she entered, the rooms lights clicked on, and Shilo let out a breath of aw.
The room was about as big as the library and was covered in royal blue carpet and royal blood red painted walls with golden etching close to the ceiling. The room was lined with weapons of all kinds! Swords, staffs, sais, you name it! They were all there lining the left wall. To herm right, the wall was covered with shelves of books, their titles written in a strange language.
In the center and up against the wall, was a large king-sized bed with satin black sheets, pillows, and covers. "Mr. Hellboy would be jealous if he saw that your room is almost bigger than his." Shilo whispered, as Nuada brushed pass her and towards a large desk covered with books, scrolls, and old wooden boxes. Shilo watched as the Prince, stepping carefully over a pile of large brown books, reached forward and easily opened one of the boxes.
From where she stood, Shilo could not see what he remved from the box before placing it back with the others. He stared down at whatever was in his hand, as he raised his head, staring at the large pile of books infront of him.
"I have brought you to my chamber for a very important reason, child." Nuada said, still facing away from Shilo, who was shifting back and forth, feeling slightly curious as to what he had, and uncomfortable with just standing where she was. "You do not know what you are or who your people are. You know nothing of where your people come from, and you have no idea of the power you possess."
Nuada slowly turned around, turning to face her. Shilo felt her eyes widen as he stepped towards her, confusion written on her face. "I know what you are, child. I know all about your kind." Shilo's eyes widened as Nuada opened his left hand palm up, Shilo just now realizing that he'd had it closed when he turned around.
In his hand was a brown leather thong necklace with a large claw attached to it. Shilo felt Nuada grasp her right wrist with his hand, bringing his left hand into her right, placing the necklace in her hand. "You are a Cat Demon. But not just any cat demon. You are... A spirit gatherer of the demon Prince of Sheol."
Shilo's eyes widened to saucers, her lower lip trembling, as she found herself pulling the necklace on. She felt her body shake, hissing as she clutched her head. The room began to spin, as Shilo screamed, closing her eyes as she felt like her head was going to split.
"Child." Shilo stumbled back, opening her eyes slowly. Her breath caught in her throat, as she found herself mo longer standing in Nuada's room. Black fire burned around her, as she stared wide eyed at a large shadow like figure with glowing blood red eyes. The shadow held no true form, as it stared down at her, sending shivers up her spine.
"You-You're..." Shilo sputtered, as the eyes began to glow a little brighter. "Child. five million years ago you were born in my realm. I recall your rebirthing into the mortal world. Five years have passed. You have lost your way. Your mother and father live with no memory of the purpose I bestowed upon you." The shadows voice was low and gravely. Unworldly. Shilo shook as she took a step towards the shadow, her lower lip trembling.
"Please. What...What is my purpose." Little Shilo had so many questions to ask the shadow creature. So many questions she wanted to ask. So many she somehow knew he'd never answer. She asked the one that he wanted her to ask.
The creatures eyes seemed to glow even brighter, as a low, deadly, sigh was heard. Smoke covered the ground around her, as the black flames rose. "You and my son are destined for the same. Chaos! The destruction and Apocalypse to the mortal world! My son and you were born and prophesied by the fates as powers waiting to be born." Shilo felt her heart drop to her chest as she shook her head.
"No..." Shilo whispered, wrapping her arms around herself for support. "No! Hellboy will never! I-I'd never-!" Shilo was cut off by a dark chuckle from the shadow. "Yes, child. You are the spirit gatherer! The Soul of Doom. The soul of the Right Hand of Doom!" Shilo felt herself curl into a ball as she crashed to the ground, tears pouring from her eyes.
"I believe that is enough, Prince of Sheol." Nuada's voice reached her ears. Her eyes, glazed, widened as Nuada stepped from the shadows, coming to her side. The shadow let out a low growl. Smoke and fire rose high from the ground. "Elvin prince Nuada. How dare you disturb me." The voice was calm and louder, causing the ground to shake slightly.
Nuada, his face emotionless and his eyes alight with a stubborn warriors fire, lowered himself to his right knee, placing his pale hand on Shilo's forehead. "Shilo... Awaken." Shilo, tears streaming from her eyes, felt her stomach drop as the blackness spun back to Nuada's room.
Lying on the floor of Nuada's room, Shilo cried loudly, as she pushed herself to her feet. Shilo's body felt like lead, as she stood, her body shaking and her face red and stained with tears. "Why?! Why didn't you tell me?!" Shilo screamed through her whimpering, as Nuada stepped towards her.
"I had to be sure. It seems I was right." Shilo wanted to reach out and strike her claws through him! She felt sick and scared. She felt her claws slowly retracting to their full length, along with her fangs. "You don't have to be a Demon of Destruction." Shilo's claws and fangs suddenly and quickly retracted back in, as her head snapped up, her eyes locking with his.
"I will train you. Teach you to fight. To control your emotions. I will train you to be a warrior." Shilo tail twitched faster, as her heart speed up. She stepped back from Nuada, her eyes falling to her feet. Shilo clasped her hands together infront of her chest to the claw necklace that hung from her neck.
So many emotions were running through her. Her body was numb as she slowly swallowed the lump in her throat, raising her eyes to lock with Nuada, who had stood quietly, waiting for her answer.
"When... When do we leave? And... Please let me say goodbye to everyone."
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