Chapter 27
"How do you feel….about your mother."
"I…I-I don't know"
I looked at the familiar man and pondered in my thoughts. The questions that were being asked had significant meanings yet they seemed haunting and hurtful as they pierced my skin, deep inside me crawling across my flesh, through my veins and into my mind and like a bird spreading its wing clouding my mind with endless sounds and whispers as it ran to every corner of my mind sinking through vessels pounding on the inside of my skull creating graffiti and leaving marks and remainders of its existence, in other word, it echoed in my head.
"Do you love your mother?"
"Yes"
How could I say…yes? She almost murdered me-wait- she did it because it needed to be done- no….she could have avoided it. Wait- could she?
"Do you think that she did the right thing?"
"What…I-I don't know"
No I do….the right thing- It would have been best if she just killed me than have these memories haunt me. Crawling into my bed at night, walking hand in hand with me, speaking familiarly with me in the language of images and cloudy videos. How could I possibly accept it, all it did was haunt me, follow me torture me reminded me of my horrible past.
There was a knock on the door and as the demon stepped in I looked at him.
"Master…."
He looked at me and smiled turning towards the man who was asking me the questions
"How is it going?"
"Fine so far, I haven't made it to the dept yet but it's smooth"
"Are you sure you can do this all in one day…Claude"
Claude looked at him smiling. It was unavoidable but as the two demons stood next to each other I found various similarities. Odd colored eyes, dark black hair, nice smooth skin, black polished nails, perfect body figure. They were in a league of their own.
Regardless of what my master wore it was it seemed to have adorned him as it perfectly suited his body. Today he was in a white dress shirt and long black house trousers. He had his reading glasses with him I supposed he must have been in the study room. Claude on the other hand was in a black suit. Something else came to me as soon as I say this. These demons….looked best in black.
"Are you underestimating me?"
"Just pondering that's all"
I watched my master speak with him before suddenly turning to me.
"Do you mind….leaving us for a second"
I nodded
I left the room with my dead down to the ground as I felt the need to cry or rather the need to kill myself. Sharing that with my master made me feel somehow distant with him. Should I have told him? But I thought he wanted to actually know me more, probably telling him was the right thing
But why does it feel like this now
I looked at the wall staring endlessly at the design of petals on the wallpaper going up further gaining in amount. Only if I were like these petals. Just aimlessly there without a reason or purpose, just another addition. Of course I wouldn't want to just be without purpose, but to at least have significance.
I had eventually began to realize it sooner or later that I was in love with my master. I was indeed….in love with him. The question was if he would love me back?
Meanwhile
"So….tell me" Sebastian said looking at him
"It's literally…going nowhere"
"What do you mean, I'm not a fool Claude I knew what you did when you left 5 years ago after Nicholas had died and Hannah went away."
"How do you-"
"Researching on the backgrounds on Necromancers gathering your share of information, trying to find a way to kill them, trying to find a way to make history by capturing one and devouring it, their weak spots, their flaws, their openings, their source of power, their behavior. Come on…what's your result." Sebastian asked
"Why would I tell you" He replied wanting a reason
"Because I called you, I gave you the wonderful opportunity of meeting what you've been researching, the door is only 3 floors below for your information" Sebastian said smirking
"Che. Their weak spot is their humanity" he said not even putting up a fight. It would be relentless at this point. This was Sebastian he was dealing with here.
"Beg you pardon?"
"In other words, the human components of them, in other word to be more specific…their emotions"
"How did you-"
"It's become so much clearer since I spoke to her, the only thing they fear or makes them weak, is what created them in the beginning, in other words, their past."
"I see, I thought you would be the best person to unravel what really happened."
"I already fully understand their ritual"
"oh"
"Those creatures, their soul alone is one hell of an appetizing meal. They possess only one ability. And that is nature. Simple components like growth, reproductition, gravity, friction, density, air, water, fire, even rocks, down to animals"
Sebastian raised an eyebrow, "Incredible"
"It is indeed. However their full potential is locked in time. The older they get the more they can acquire as an individual, so until they have completed all the possessions, They are no longer of use, but need to pass it down to someone, and that would be their child."
"So that would mean…Sanelle has powers"
"Yes….however, compared to the life span of a Necromancer, she's just a newborn. The intriguing thing is because of the ability of nature; necromancers are or can be compared to Eve, the mother of all. Since they are like this, a necromancer is always a woman, hence mother nature"
"You're saying that necromancers…are-"
"Don't be fooled, Mother Nature taking the form of humans…females. Nature has its own turn of results and one of its greatest results was walking upon what it has created. For necromancers to keep and maintain its existence, it needs a similar vessel. It is of course weird how their children are always girls but around the ages of 7 to 8 the power is always sent to them which would be when the parent is a hundred."
"I see, Sanelle did explain that part to me I am fully aware of that I just need to know of this ritual."
"Yes. That moment where she explains something coming out of her…it was actually her power. It's almost like an extending hand that reaches out and pulls the soul of her mother out her body and into hers. It takes the power memories and strength so that the other body that has received that may act as the new vessel for this power. The power of Mother Nature is immense and needs a new vessel to keep it. There are necromancers who have…been good vessels…and survived the period of about three average necromancer's life in one."
"I see….how could we…get this power in our own hands." Sebastian asked looking at him
"Demons are not correct vessels for holding Mother Nature, however, we can possess the vessel, and that Sebastian, is what your currently doing"
He smiled
Back to Sanelle
I walked back to the door and knocked on it but pushed it open without waiting for an answer.
"Master"
He looked towards me
"Sanelle why didn't you wait for me to a-"
"I need to talk to you"
He turned to Claude and with a nod the golden eyed demon left the room closing the door leaving my master and me in silence.
"I need to talk to you" I repeated this time bravely as I walked up to him
"What is it now my slave"
"I aumm…I have something I need to say"
"Then say it, neither am I holding you back or pinning you down you are free to speak tell me this matter"
I swallowed.
"I'm…I'm in love with you" I said softly. I looked him in the eyes the entire time. There was no change in his expression nor his posture or anything.
"Sit down in that couch Sanelle?" He said in a leveled town I followed in cue watching his as he went down on his knees before me.
"What's your reply?"
"Shhhhhhh….when last have I had sex with you?"
Where is this coming from?
"Last-last week"
"I see, do you want me to have sex with you now"
"He-here?"
I asked watching him
He slipped his hand up my inner thigh rubbing it as he smiled
"Of course here"
"No-no….i said I loved you-"
"That's why we're having sex"
"But-"
"Sanelle you don't have to tell me you love me so that we can have sex. Whether it is you want to be tortured or you want sex you can merely tell me."
He got up and walked to the door. Claude re-entered sitting in his seat opening the file jacket for what I resumed was to continue his session.
I was frozen….what just happened…..why do I feel so turned down…why do I feel….rejected.