the day you said yes to that…that curse,’ he spits, referring to Isis and my agreement to be the vessel for her resurrection.
The guilt, torment, and shame are too much to bear. My heart feels like it is being ripped open, revealing the pain and anguish of hundreds of years of suffering that have been inflicted on my family.
‘You think this is a choice?’ I stand up and face him, my voice shaking with rage. ‘I never wanted this. I never wanted my mother to be taken from me or to live a life full of fear and uncertainty. I would
kill
to live a normal life for only a moment, but that isn’t going to happen. Ever! That is my life, Uncle Jo. I spend my days thinking about everyone else and how my thoughts and actions will affect them. Everything I do is watched or scrutinized. I’m suffocating!’ I scream.
Those last words cause my magic to suddenly erupt within me, and as it does the doorway to Isis that I have been trying to keep shut flies open. I lose myself in it, her essence taking over mine. The rush of power that emanates from my body pushes Aunt Lily and Uncle Jo back against the couch roughly, the force of which stirs the air around them. My body slowly rises until it is suspended off the floor. I’m looking through my eyes but I can no longer move my body as I wish. Isis has taken over and I am just a passenger now inside my own mind.
And then she speaks.
‘Do not utter another word, Sosibius, or I cannot be responsible for what may happen here.’
Sosibius—the name he was called in his past life as Isis’ Captain of the Guard.
Uncle Jo’s face conveys both shock and awe at hearing the voice of Isis. Aunt Lily grabs his arm in fear, scrambling to understand what it happening.
He slowly stands to face her, his hazel eyes never wavering. ‘Isis,’ he whispers.
She bows lightly towards him, and as she does I feel my body bend but I have no control over it.
‘Where is Elena?’ he asks, concerned.
‘Do not worry, Sosibius, she is safe. No harm will come to her. Although causing her to defend herself so ruthlessly was not in your best interest.’ Her voice is soft but laced with a hardness that cannot be denied.
‘Are you threatening me?’ he asks, his frown deepening.
She laughs softly. ‘Oh, Sosibius. I don’t need to threaten you. I mean you no harm. You are after all my blood, my family. But you must accept the destiny that you are faced with. We are at
war
, and I will not let anyone stand in the way of what must come to pass. Elena must bring forth this child of light, or your world will be cloaked in darkness forever.’
‘What about Elena’s choices? Your presence causes her pain and it doesn’t seem to bother you at all. She deserves a good life, not one where she’s just a vessel for your resurrection.’
His thoughts echo my own.
Isis narrows her gaze, her power causing the temperature in the room to drop. ‘Although you once served me well as the Captain of my Guard, do not be fooled. Your purpose here is to protect Elena, just as you protected me so very long ago. But if you interfere with what shall be then you will force my hand, Sosibius, and I will not be happy.’
Aunt Lily jumps up from the lounge and thrusts her shaking hand into Uncle Jo’s hand in a show of unity.
I shake my head from within my body. ‘No, Isis. Don’t hurt him. Please!’ I beg.
Isis’ magic falters at my words and she sighs deeply. ‘It would seem that Elena would not want that to happen. Her love for you is strong.’ She moves through the air towards him and stops only inches from his face. ‘But be warned. You must not stand in the way of the New Coming. To do so would bring you and your loved ones an untimely end.’
She pulls back her power and my body collapses into his arms.
Night has fallen and I wake up in my bed with the migraine from hell pounding its way through my skull. I wince as I try to move, and then a pair of soft hands enclose my own.
‘Shem, can you
The guilt, torment, and shame are too much to bear. My heart feels like it is being ripped open, revealing the pain and anguish of hundreds of years of suffering that have been inflicted on my family.
‘You think this is a choice?’ I stand up and face him, my voice shaking with rage. ‘I never wanted this. I never wanted my mother to be taken from me or to live a life full of fear and uncertainty. I would
kill
to live a normal life for only a moment, but that isn’t going to happen. Ever! That is my life, Uncle Jo. I spend my days thinking about everyone else and how my thoughts and actions will affect them. Everything I do is watched or scrutinized. I’m suffocating!’ I scream.
Those last words cause my magic to suddenly erupt within me, and as it does the doorway to Isis that I have been trying to keep shut flies open. I lose myself in it, her essence taking over mine. The rush of power that emanates from my body pushes Aunt Lily and Uncle Jo back against the couch roughly, the force of which stirs the air around them. My body slowly rises until it is suspended off the floor. I’m looking through my eyes but I can no longer move my body as I wish. Isis has taken over and I am just a passenger now inside my own mind.
And then she speaks.
‘Do not utter another word, Sosibius, or I cannot be responsible for what may happen here.’
Sosibius—the name he was called in his past life as Isis’ Captain of the Guard.
Uncle Jo’s face conveys both shock and awe at hearing the voice of Isis. Aunt Lily grabs his arm in fear, scrambling to understand what it happening.
He slowly stands to face her, his hazel eyes never wavering. ‘Isis,’ he whispers.
She bows lightly towards him, and as she does I feel my body bend but I have no control over it.
‘Where is Elena?’ he asks, concerned.
‘Do not worry, Sosibius, she is safe. No harm will come to her. Although causing her to defend herself so ruthlessly was not in your best interest.’ Her voice is soft but laced with a hardness that cannot be denied.
‘Are you threatening me?’ he asks, his frown deepening.
She laughs softly. ‘Oh, Sosibius. I don’t need to threaten you. I mean you no harm. You are after all my blood, my family. But you must accept the destiny that you are faced with. We are at
war
, and I will not let anyone stand in the way of what must come to pass. Elena must bring forth this child of light, or your world will be cloaked in darkness forever.’
‘What about Elena’s choices? Your presence causes her pain and it doesn’t seem to bother you at all. She deserves a good life, not one where she’s just a vessel for your resurrection.’
His thoughts echo my own.
Isis narrows her gaze, her power causing the temperature in the room to drop. ‘Although you once served me well as the Captain of my Guard, do not be fooled. Your purpose here is to protect Elena, just as you protected me so very long ago. But if you interfere with what shall be then you will force my hand, Sosibius, and I will not be happy.’
Aunt Lily jumps up from the lounge and thrusts her shaking hand into Uncle Jo’s hand in a show of unity.
I shake my head from within my body. ‘No, Isis. Don’t hurt him. Please!’ I beg.
Isis’ magic falters at my words and she sighs deeply. ‘It would seem that Elena would not want that to happen. Her love for you is strong.’ She moves through the air towards him and stops only inches from his face. ‘But be warned. You must not stand in the way of the New Coming. To do so would bring you and your loved ones an untimely end.’
She pulls back her power and my body collapses into his arms.
Night has fallen and I wake up in my bed with the migraine from hell pounding its way through my skull. I wince as I try to move, and then a pair of soft hands enclose my own.
‘Shem, can you
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