The Revival Of Ra

51

Third Person pov
Vol.2:

The second Abigail set foot on an unfamiliar place she felt dizzy and was about to fall when she was caught  by strong arms.

"Wow there. Be careful." Abigail looked up into the blue eyes of her saviour and stood up immediately to hug him, Hermes was stiff as the shorter but pretty girl hugged him.

He didn't know what to do, but didn't have to as she immediately pulled away. "Thank you."

He couldn't help the smile that broke out on his face. She was such a cute little thing. His face contorted back to its seriousness as he turned back to look at Rea.

"Come, let's go." Rea nodded and held Abigail close as they followed after the taller boy who looked like he had just graduated from highschool.

"Who is this boy?" Abigail whispered to her sister and Rea couldn't help the laugh that escaped her.

"He's not a boy. He's actually thousands of years older than he looks. He's the god of transportation, Hermes."

Abigail blinked and Rea scowled. "You don't know what I'm talking about, do you?"

Abigail shook her head and Rea sighed, palming her forehead and whispering, "You're hopeless."

Hermes stopped walking and stopped in front of a golden door. "You can share this room."

Abigail had to stop herself from slamming into Hermes's back and he turned to look at her. Rea nodding and saying her thanks while Abigail also thanked him and he smiled at the both of them.

"You're welcome. I'll be coming back a while later, but will send for your fresh clothes. When I'm back later, I will need you to give me everything you have on so that I can have them burnt up."

Rea nodded again and without another word, Hermes walked off. Rea taking the lead and opening the door to reveal a huge room. It had no colour and was left blank with a huge bed and a few couches. A closet off to one side and a door that led to a bathroom, then another one on the other corner of the room that the two girls knew they would explore.

They were obviously not disappointed as a knock wrapped at the door and Rea answered to collect clothes from an old lady, saying her thanks and entering the room. The clothes were simple but different from what Abigail would have liked to wear.

Rea read her expression and sighed. "We have to get out of these clothes or they might track us down. This is our only option."

Abigail nodded after a minute of thinking and stripped before putting on the clothes while Rea went to the closet. It was a blue jacket and brown braided belt with a milk coloured dress that had a ruffled nature that felt like feathers and stopped at her ankles, she put on the simple brown sandals that were surprisingly comfortable as well.

Moving on to the bathroom, Abigail washed her face thoroughly, therefore wiping off all sight of makeup. A calming sensation set Abigail at ease once she saw her natural appearance with no makeup or anything. It made her feel like she was in her own skin again.

Abigail walked out of the room to see Rea sitting on the bed wearing something similar to what she wore except it was a brown gown. She brushed her hair while staring at her reflection in a mirror Abigail hadn't noticed before, but once she saw Abigail's reflection, her movements faltered and she turned to look at her.

Her makeup was still caked on her face but it was lighter than Abigail's so it didn't look too bad. She stood up and walked towards her sister, feeling concerned. "Are you okay?"

Abigail turned to look at her sister and didn't answer for a while, just stared at her then simply asked her, "Do I look okay?"

Rea didn't look shocked as she was expecting that response sooner or later. "It's okay to vent your anger out on me, I'll understand."

Abigail pulled away from Rea, repulsed by her reaction. "You want me to take my anger out on you when there isn't any. You were expecting me to yell at you for what you did and hit you because you know what you did was wrong and yet you still did it."

Rea took a step closer to her sister, tears in her eyes. "I know, I know what I did was wrong but I'm still trying!"

Abigail suddenly burst out. "I don't have a life anymore! I don't have anything to go back to because of you!" Tears filled Abigail's eyes but she willed them not to fall as she glared at her sister. "It's not your fault, I know that and I should also be mad at myself!"

Rea frowned, trying to come close to her sister but she pushed her away, shaking her head and running her hands through her hair. "No, No. It's not your fault. It has never been your fault, I'm sorry."

Rea held her sister's hand softly and pulled her over to the bed, sitting down along with her. "I know I haven't been the best sister, Abby and I'm sorry for that but I need you to open up to me about what's going on with you."

Abby broke down into tears, holding her head as she sobbed. "I don't know! I don't know what's wrong with me, Rea! It's like I'm floating around in a world I'm not familiar with and when I try to reach out to anyone it doesn't work! I try to stop myself from feeling this but it keeps telling me that it's all my fault, I should have fought harder, I shouldn't have given up or I wouldn't be pregnant right now. I wouldn't have been carrying my rapists' child! I-I'm..." Abby's hands began to shake and Rea held onto them, growing scared but still trying to stay calm.

"Who is this it?"

"I don't know, Rea. It's a voice!"

Rea held onto her sister's face making her sustain eye contact with her. "I need you to calm down right now and tell me all this it told you."

"I-It all comes out in whispers when I'm about to fall asleep..."

"But what can you hear?"

Abby swallowed. "I-I hear Ahura's cries, I hear my screams and I see the faceless body of an unformed child and I can hear it say that there's only one way to stop all of this."

Rea frowned as Abby seemed fidgety and uncertain all of a sudden. "It...It..."

"Tell me, Abby."

Abby swallowed again but spoke. "It tells me to kill myself."