!Important authors note!
I have loved writing this story very much, and I love all of you who have been reading and following along with it! BUT! I find myself groaning when it comes to writing another chapter. I have got major writers block, and would actually like nothing more that to stop writing this all together. But that's not what I'm going to do, instead i'm going to put this story up for adoption! PM me or put it in a review if you want it! I can explain to you where I wanted it to go or you can make up your own ending, whatever you choose is fine with me.
If no one comes forward to take this story, I will continue to write it, but it will be a bit sloppier and messier because I would like to just get it over with. I'm very sorry.
First come first serve.
Now for the next chapter!
After much coaxing, Lightning finally got the girl to drop her signing and actually talk to him.
"My mother needs to be stopped, there's a grave a mile wide filled with her victims." Her face was shadowed, as if remembering a dark secret.
"Why is she doing this?" He asked, deep in thought.
"My father and my Mother are sick, Lightning. Do you understand?" Her eyes bore into his, "She had always been sick. My fathers demise has only hurt her worse."
"Sick how?" He met her look evenly, he had t know all the angles of this freak show to be able to devise a plan of action.
SHe sunk into the couch and stared at him for a moment, "My great-grandfather was Finnish. He had gone to college and lived his life with multiple mental disorders. With treatment he would have been a small threat... but without? He went insane, but not the kind where you rip out your hair and blabber incoherently. He was a quiet insane, and you couldn't really tell. He set up hospitals all around the world called KEL Hospitals," Lightning recognized the name immediately, "and you were only allowed in if my grandfather thought you were special. Thousands of people let in, millions kept out.
"Even when national disasters occurred the population was barricaded out. No one could enter without his say so. It wasn't until later in life he declared himself speaker of the gods and married a young girl. He got her pregnant and made my grandfather, who inherited his illness and passed it onto my father, who was given the name 'Ukko' who, in Finnish Mythology is the god of the sky and brings storms and lighting. He was a red head, and when he met my mother he convinced her that her medication was poisonous and that tricksters were attempting to kill her with it, so she stopped taking it and they had me, Tamalia, and i was able to 'tell' if you were a god."
Tamalia frowned, "And then my father died and my mother lost her self in grief. But a god never truly dies, at least-thats what she told me. She's been searching the world for her Ukko, but she will never find him because my father was no god. He was just very sick. She knew of Kel Hospitals and assumed my grandfather knew of all gods and would only let gods in, so she used that as a guide."
"She managed to break into an old factory and pull file after file of them, i actually still think she's sorting through them... she sends spies in and if they fit the red-head profile then she's sure to grab them..."
"Why didn't you do anything until now?" Confusion colored his face and she sighed.
"I'm fourteen, and I've never been to school... all the things I've learned have been from my nanny and she's not the brightest crayon in the pack. I've sentenced tons of people to their deaths and that keeps me awake at night. I would say yes, i would scream it for all of them... But i always thought they would leave me here. I finally figured out how to stop the tapes, so i'm just trying to get help... and you're famous, so i thought you would be my best chance."
She was scared... terrified of what her own mother would do to her if she found out. He had to save her.
"Do you have a pen?" He asked, determined to save them.
"She pulled a sharpie from her back pocket and gave it to him hesitantly, confusion clear in her movement. Sliding up the sweated her scribbled down a set of numbers and put the cap back on the pen.
"I'm assuming you don't have a cell phone?" she shook her head, "Then find a house phone or a pay phone and call that number. Tell them you're a friend okay?"
"It might be a while, i don't get to out often."
"Do it as soon as you can. When will you have to tell your mother if i'm a god?"
She grimaced, "Soon. But mother likes to pay with her victims before she finds out."
He sighed, a small headache began to form between his eyes, "Be careful."
"You too." she said quietly, smiling at him. A door slammed shut upstairs and she froze.
"Get into the bed and pretend to sleep." She hissed before sprinting upstairs, he followed her orders immediately but could still hear the ensuing fight about her being down with him before it was time.
He had to escape or they would both die.
If you didn't read the authors note above, go read it! Thank you for reading this chapter. :)