6 Years Later

Hedera and Bila were sitting by the pool in the backyard of a modern mansion that looked like it belonged on the Hollywood Hills drinking cosmos in their new bikinis when Bila heard an engine revving.

"No he didn't." Bila said angrily.

"Don't. Please." Hedera said.

"Oh, I am."

Bila got up and went up the stone stairs, into the side door, across the kitchen, through the hall, around the couches in the living room, into the foyer, out the door, down the stairs and around the circular driveway. Evan was admiring a matte black Lamborghini with white markings on the doors that looked like soud waves.

"What did I tell you?" Bila asked.

"I...I wanted it and I thought...since the last one got wrecked that I could buy a new one."

"How much did it cost?"

"About as much as the one you crashed."

"Billions of dollars!"

"I'm the one that gets all our money!"

"Like I don't."

"Oh yeah. Your a goldigger."

"Screw you."

"I should get a choice in what we buy."

"Well I run the preserve. I do more work than you."

"I bring in ninety-percent of our cash by hacking into dead people's bank accounts so I think the choice of what's done with the money I make."

"You are infuriating." Bila waved her hound and sparks engulfed her body. When they faded, instead if her bikini; she was wearing an oversized, cream sweater; black, leather leggings; white, glittery heels and her hair was in a high ponytail. "I'm going." she said. "Be back...whenever."

"Kasey don-" Evan started.

"Don't call me that!" Bila said. "You know what I said."

Evan was about to apologize but Bila ducked into her convertible and drove the the front gates.


That Afternoon

"Oh my god, Amber, that dress is so cute." Bila said as Amber and Wess got into her car.

Amber, who was into dressing like she was born in the fifties, with her red bob; red lipstick that contrasted against her pale skin; cat-eye glasses; teal, knee-length dress with white snowflakes; white heels; and pearls on her neck, wrists and ears said. "Got it on sale."

"At what store?" Wess asked. She had dark skin; black hair with that slowly went to silver as it got closer to her tips; a loose orange shirt; ripped up white jeans; ten-inch, silver, sequined heels and silver and diamond accessories.

"A little spot." Amber said with a smirk.

"Another one of your secret finds?" Bila asked.

"Maybe." Amber said.

"Where are we off to, B?" Wess asked.

"Well, to shop then eat then whatever." Bila answered.

"Sounds like a fun day." Amber said.

After five hours of shopping the girls had paid a few random guys they found to carry all their bags to the car and after depositing them, they thanked them with kisses on the cheeks and got inside. Bila pulled the top of the convertible down and drove straight for a Red Robins.

They all got out but Bila suddenly paused. "Go get our tables, I'll catch up." Bila said to her friends.

"You sure, girl?" Wess asked. "I ain't waiting for you to get in here."

"Yes I am." Bila said as she clicked in her heels around the side of the restraint where she found a guy. He had a boyish beauty and looked like a badboy with his leather clothes, red hair and blue eyes.

"Are you following me now?" Bila asked.

"I could be." the guy said.

"Well why don't you," Bila was slowly advancing on him. "Tell my what you want. Seems easier than just lurking I the shadows. Doesn't it?"

"I'm wasn't sure you'd have time. Do you?"

"I might."

"Well give me five minutes of your day. And I need you to promise not to kill me, Lady Light."

"I hate that nickname."

"Well them let's stop talking."

"Let's, Nate."

Nate led Bila into a small nook behind the building. "Are you sure you can do this."

"It's my pleasure. You can start."

Nate leaned in and kissed Bila with a fiery passion.


At 1 A.M.

Bila woke up from her nightmare. It was the same as every night. She was crushing a heart in front of thousands of people who begged her not too. They called her a murderer. They called her a monster. They said she didn't deserve to be considered light. She didn't deserve the queen's favor. The Queen's blessing.

She forced herself not to think about the nightmare. She jumped out of bed and walked downstairs to the kitchen. A kettle of tea was on the stove when Evan walked in, shivering.

"Hey." Evan said.

"Hey." she replied.

"Look I'm sorry about what I said."

"No. I was being umreasonable."

"I should have consulted with you. I shouldn't have called you names. I know you feel unintelligent compared to me but I want you to know I'm jealous of you."

"What the hell for?"

"You're social, you're a better fighter, you're brave, you're always protecting me."

"Screw all that. I wish I could be more like you. You can make a gadget that makes me breath fire bit I can't even do long division. I'm stupid."

Evan walked over to her and held her. "Don't say that." he said. "You're not, nor have you ever been."

"Yes I am. And I bully nearly every person I meet. I kill someone at least once a week. And today I pushed this girl down an escalator; then I said 'Oh she's a narcoblix. Who cares if she's hurt'. I was so callous about it." Bila was letting a torrent of tears flow free from her eyes.

"It's alright, Ka-Bila." Evan said softly as he hugged her tighter. "I'm here for you."

"For now. I wouldn't blame you if you left me."

Evan brought her face up so he could look into her eyes. "I'd never do that. I'm your brother and I'll always be here for you. We've been doing this-waking up in the middle of the night from our nightmares and comforting each other-for years. Have I ever left you?"

"No."

"Well I won't. I was here yesterday. I'm here tonight and I will be for the rest of my life."

"Thank you, Evan. I'm glad you're my brother."

"And I'm glad you're my sister." Evan said as the teapot started to whistle. Evan walked over and poured scalding water and sprinkled herbs into two mugs. "Tea's ready."


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