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Chapter forty-three
Ammy's POV
"Why won't you show yourself?" I scream into the darkness, this is so unfair. How am I supposed to stop her and kill her if I cannot see her? I listen hard, waiting for her answer. But she doesn't say anything, it just remains silent. If there was a time to hate silence, I would say now would be that time. I try to wrack my brain, attempting so hard at trying to think up some sort of plan that would work. When I was younger and Felicity used to bring me to the Angel world, she would take me to these places where they taught us what they believed to be useful information. I remember them mentioning that some supernatural species, such as the Fae and witches, can create this sort of invisibility cloak thing around them. We got taught how to destroy that, but I can't remember how to do it… Isaac was the one who really excelled at that power, not me. I struggled.
Before I can even grasp the memory there is a large heated light that attacks me, sending me flying across the blackness. When I open my eyes I cannot help but cough, a really painful pressure on my chest. All this flying about cannot be good for the baby.
"Ow" I groan as I sit up, a dull ache on my ribs. Then it hits me. She is made up of electro matter, which means that I can make her reveal herself by charging up the electrodes which will cause her to glow, therefore revealing herself to me. I remember getting told that when you die you become a lost soul, and an Angel's soul is basically made up electrodes, but specially adapted so that when you charge them, they don't only stimulate the muscles, but it causes the body to lighten up. It's the electrodes that help us to glow when we sing. Singing. That's it!
But I don't know what my song is, I haven't found my true song yet, I haven't found the song that gives me the most powerful glow. I bite my lower lip as I try to think hard, trying my hardest to think what song it could possibly be. It is written in the Angel book that an Angel's song represents the person they are in love with. I don't know how that works out, but it does. So what song represents Alec? He's a Werewolf, so maybe it's a song that has something to do with wolves. But then again, Alec has also been through so much in his life, so maybe it is a song that represents how strong he is not only physically but emotionally and mentally as well. But he is also really sweet and he's always telling me how much I mean to him. So maybe it is a combination of all three. Almost as if my mouth had figured the song out before my brain had I begin to sing 'Rule the world' by Take That.
The song fits in perfectly.
I watch as my glow slowly starts to appear and just as I hit the main chorus the light bursts out of me, lighting the whole area up, revealing not only Delilah but a crowd of people all around us.
"What in the world?" I whisper, my eyes taking in all the waiting people around us before they land on Delilah.
"These are the Angels who passed over; they are here to watch us. When I kill you, they will see my strength and soothe my soul, and then I will be able to cross over to them rather than being stuck in this never ending darkness. But in order for me to save myself, I must kill you. When I kill you, your soul will be trapped here for eternity while I cross over to them" Delilah informs me, my eyes scanning the crowd until they land on one person. Mom.
I could see the fear and anxiousness burning through her eyes, tears welling up as she steps forward through the crowds.
"You do not have to do this! Leave, Ammy, leave and save yourself" my mom pleads with me, a loud cackling sounding from behind her. We all look over to spot none other than Felicity as she arises from the crowd, an evil glint in her eyes. Is it just me or does she have a dark glow around her? Everyone else has a whitish glow surrounding their bodies, but Felicity…she's different. Her glow is almost black.
"You have entered the arena; there is no going back now. You are both to fight; the person who comes up on top can leave a free woman. If you win, Ammy, you can return to your world if you wish, but if Delilah wins, she will become a pure soul. She will no longer be trapped and tormented; she will be free and safe. She will be with us. Whereas you will be isolated and tortured for eternity in place of her" Felicity hisses at me, my heart pounding.
"No!" my mother screeches, she goes to come towards me but a man comes and grabs her where he holds her back away from me.
"She is my daughter; she is one of the five. She cannot be risked like this" my mother bellows, everyone turning silent as they stare at her.
"She is one of the five?" the man holding her asks, my mom nodding; he abruptly lets her go before staring at Felicity.
"We cannot risk one of the special five, there are only two left. Her and that Isaac lad. They cannot be risked, they are the key to all the research we have been doing for years on end. Do you really want to risk her death?" someone else steps forward, a woman this time.
"There is no point to her survival, we cannot mate the two. She married a Were" Delilah growls, her throwing me an evil glare.
"The boy cares for her. I have seen the way he is with her, he loves her. You cannot deny true love, none of us were denied our loves, so why should we deny theirs?" my mom retorts.
"Because we do not want our race to be contaminated by other Supes! We want pure Angels, and by her marrying that boy we cannot mate her with Isaac, therefore all that hard work we went through on that research was a waste of time!" Felicity throws that information straight back at my mother.
"The research can take place without there being any sexual intercourse. She does not need to mate with him; she does not need to have his child. I was one of the main researches on this topic, and we discovered that if we could just take a couple of her cells and Isaacs's cells, we could compare them to that of normal Angel cells so that we can identify the different gene that makes them special" the man who had been holding my mom states.
And here I was, thinking that I would actually need to fight Delilah…it seems the only type of fight going on here is a debate.
"It is not as effective!" Felicity rejects the idea as she waves her hand in dismissal.
"Wait!" I shout, an idea popping into my head.
"Who were the other three children?" I ask once I have everyone's attentions.
"My daughter, Daisy-May. She was one of them" a woman steps forward with a young little girl.
"And what type of Supe is her father?" I probe, thinking that I may have found the solution.
"He was a Vampire" just as I expected.
"Who were the other two? And what type of Supes where their fathers?" I shout out, needing to know. So far the fathers of two of the five of us are Vampires.
"My son, Jamie, he was one of the five. His father was a Vampire as well" another young lady steps forward, a scared little boy stood next to her.
"And the last one?" I inquire, looking around the crowd.
"My daughter, Kasey, she was the last one. But her father wasn't a Vampire, her father was a Werewolf" oh, so that just screwed up my theory.
"Isaac, what was Isaac's father?" this here is my last hope.
"His father was Were as well" my mother tells me, my heart deflating. There has got to be some sort of connection there somewhere.
"Throughout the past of the Angels, have there ever been any Angels who were conceived through Vampires and Angels mating or Angels and Weres mating, other than us five?" if this doesn't work, I don't know what will.
"No, all the Angels are usually conceived between an Angel and some form of Fae, such as Fairies and Demons. Although there have been cases of some of us breeding with shifters and witches" Felicity tell me, I forgot that she taught Angel history. It has been so long since she taught me anything. She usually just sat me with Isaac and let us mess about rather than listen and learn.
"That is not true; there were two of us who were not conceived through those Supes. Angie, her father was a Vampire and her husband, Damon, his father was a Werewolf. And together they had a pure Angel child. The child lived until she was 7 years old, with medication that we made to help support her system and prevent the cells from fighting, where she died peacefully in her sleep" one of the women pipes up, that memory flashing back to me.
I remember that. Maisie. The baby was called Maisie and I could feel the vibe that said she was dying, I touched her hand and the vibe disappeared. I helped to keep her alive.
"Maisie" I whisper, the memory flashing through my head. I met that baby and her parents on the exact same day I met Isaac.
"Yes, that was the name of their child. You saved their child, Ammy, whatever power you had then; it saved that baby's life. I do not believe the child would have survived passed three months old if it had not been for you. You have a special gene in you, Ammy, one that no other Angel has. Isaac is the same, he has a special cell as well, but his is different to yours. But likewise, he is the only Angel known to ever have that cell. If we could combine your genes together to create a baby, we believe that we could find out how to have pure Angel children without having to involve other Supes. That way we could shut off our world from everyone else. We would never have to leave our world" Felicity points out, my heart racing. This is too much.
"Does it matter about any of this? She is with child, that Were's child to be specific. She is no use to our research anymore! Just let me take my revenge. Her mother killed me and in order for my soul to settle down I need to kill her to fulfil the revenge" Delilah snaps, her ager boiling other as she twitches in agitation. Before anyone can blink or say anything, Delilah is on top of me, her hands wrapped tightly around my neck; a burning sensation tingling around where she is touching me. She is trying to burn me as well as strangle me. I try to squeak out some response as people around the crowd cheer, some yelling but the only true sound that I heard was that of my mother encouraging me to fight. To save not only myself but my child as well. With that thought in mind I use all the strength I have to create the light that threw my dad across the room when he got aggressive with me when he found out about the acts of purity. But of course he had the wrong end of the stick.
Once I have the energy required built up, I throw it all out at once, sending Delilah flying through the air as I gasp for air.
"Ammy!" I hear my mother yell, my eyes fluttering between closed and open as I try to grasp the energy to move. I think I over powered that shot, which means my energy resources are lower than they should be.
"I'll kill her!" I hear Delilah yell, making me shoot up to a standing position, I may be tired but I am not letting her get anywhere near me. I need to protect not only myself but my child as well. I watch as Felicity jumps at me, a knife, that I would say is made out of iron, clutched in her hand as she goes to plunge it into my chest. But I move just in time for it to only cut my arm. I hiss at the pain but I soon have to push the pain to the back of my head as she lunges at me again, I roll to the side out of her way before she can strike me. Once she has landed I jump onto her back, keeping her down for just enough time for me to pull her head back before smashing it against the ground, my hand grabbing the knife that I pull back ready to stab into her back.
But I can't do it. I'm no murderer, I could never kill someone. But she's trying to kill you, it's self-defence. My brain chants at me, leaving me with quite a dilemma. However, I wait too long because she soon has me flipped off of her, causing me to land on my wrist.
"Ahh!" I breathe, the pain shooting up through my arm. It's painful but I don't think it's broken or fractured, just sprained. As she goes in for another attack I sling the knife up in one thrust, the blade embedding itself in her chest. Right where her heart is. I watch as she struggles to breathe, her hands clasping the knife as she falls to the floor. I quickly scuttle backwards away from her, my eyes flickering over to Felicity where I see her aura has darkened even more. It is almost pitch black now. How come no one else can see this?
I watch as Delilah finally dies, her body lay amongst a puddle of her own blood, my own blood trickling down my arm from where she cut me.
"Ammy" my mother calls over to me, I look at her, feeling completely exhausted.
"You're all glowing" I tell her, everyone's eyes widening.
"She should not be able to see the glow" the man from before notes as he walks towards me with my mother.
"All of you have a light white glow. Other than Felicity, her glow is dark, almost pitch black" I whisper as I close my eyes, my body falling to the floor where I lie down. Exhaustion getting the better of me.
"Ammy, sweetie, come on. Time is almost up; you need to get through that portal right now. You need to go. Please" my mother pulls me up, draping one of my arms over her shoulders, the man getting my other side. Once they both have me supported they begin to help me back towards the portal, the darkness overcoming everything again. The arena, the crowd, the dead body, Felicity, they're all gone now. I can't see them. It's just…darkness.
The only thing I can see is the shining white portal, the man helping me and my mother.
"I will deal with Felicity, I, too, can see her dark glow. But only those chosen can see the true colours of someone. Remember that. It will help you, now go, before it's too late" my mother orders me as she gives me a gentle push forward so that I fall through the portal and slam back down into my body, my eyes slinging open to find that I am in the room all on my own. Where is everyone?
AN: So, I hope that was interesting for you all, and where do you think everyone has gone? And what do you think Ammy's mother's words could actually mean?