From the Flames- Book Six

Ch. 30- A Little Help

"Now, Scarlett, when we enter the rift, you do not let go of my hand." Aeson warned from beside me. "Or else you might be lost forever between worlds."

I peered at Jesse who stood on my other side, his hand in mine. I noticed his hand was callused just like mine. I did not care much about the roughness. His shaggy black hair swept across his beautiful face, but enough that I could not see his blue eyes. My heart panged like it was about to burst from my chest. In a good way, I suppose. 

Jesse noticed my stare and smirked. "Thinking dirty things, Princess?"

A blush formed across my cheeks. "So what if I was?" I questioned. I did not deny it but I couldn't help but think about his hands on me, on my body. His mouth trailing my jaw and then collarbone. Snap out of it, Kalama. I coughed as my eyes stared into his bright ones. "No, I was not. You heard Ace, do not let go of my hand. I will have to kill you afterwards."

"I could never let go of you even if I tried." Jesse said simply. I said nothing and I could just feel Scarlett raising her brows at what he said. Aeson, too, would be doing the same thing. If only I could get alone time for just one minute without my family being insufferable. "And please, stop threatening to murder me. I know you won't do it."

Moros and Verena de Blaire stood behind us, watching to make sure we made it home safe."I could do so much worse things to you then stabbing you with my dagger." I said without so much as thinking.

I looked up to Jesse now and realized his eyes darkened a little bit. He still held his smirk. "Hmm. Like what?" 

My lips curled into a cruel smile. "I will show you later. Now, let us go home." I turned my head to face the empty field in front of me. Without looking at my brother, I knew he was ready too. And in seconds, both of us conjured our deadly powers. Fire and ice. Two dangerous elements were created from the Earth herself. The Fae before us did not have the powers we have, at least the ones that were written in the history books. And there sure has not had halflings before me and my brother. We were one of the kind. 

When I had to conjure my fire, I thought of the pain I endured. The anger I feel in my bones for what happened to Jax and to me. I thought of Eva threatening Jesse's family and making him help her fulfill her evil plans. Lastly, I thought of Maxwell. I thought of his cruelty and what he would have done to me if I did not stop him. If I did not kill him. I shuddered at the thought as the rift opened for all of us. 

It was easy to do, yet doing so made me go back to those memories. That suffering and pain. I had no idea how Ace managed to conjure his own ice powers as I did, but he did. We stepped into the rift and I could clearly see Ambrosia from the other side. Without looking back, I said goodbye to my friends and telling them it will not be the last time. Verena and Moros were my Godparents, whether they liked it or not. They protected me and brought me home to another world when I could have easily been their enemy. It was better this way, I thought. Though they were the Gods of Death, they still had hearts. Yes, it was brutal and dark, but there is love in there. 

Just like mine. 

It was not like last time, I realized. Going into another world felt like I was being sliced open over and over again. But coming back, it felt like I was finally going home. To where I was born and would most likely die in centuries. I shut that thought out and stepped foot into Ambrosia, embracing the warmth of the sun and the slight breeze. 

Once the rift disappeared from sight, we realized that maybe we were too late. The screams all around us...oh Gods. It was too loud and so were the thoughts of everyone that were dying on the battlefield. We were in the same spot that we created the rift from before. There were creatures that I did not recognize from the battle we had before we left. 

I tightened my grasp on Jesse, who stood utterly still. Our people were dying. Werewolves, Fae, Vampires alike. I unsheathed my dagger, letting go of my brother's hand. I could not save the ones who died but I could still use my strength as both a Fae and Vampire to make sure no one else dies. "Scarlett, do your thing. We will be right beside you."

 I whirled my head to Jesse. I did not notice he let go of my hand and transformed into his beast form. "Jesse, you read my mind. Go and kill those creatures with your claws and teeth." I turned to face my enemies. Creatures of different colors and sizes. From milky white to the color of death. They were not human but monsters that joined this war to kill us. "I will use my fire."

"And I will make sure they know that death is as cold as ice." Aeson said at last.

I smirked as I transferred my fire to the blade in my hand. Ace gave me the idea and I simply could not best away from it. Within seconds, we pounced on our enemies. All four of us killed the inhuman creatures with our bare hands that are called weapons. Even Scarlett had a power that was similar to Verena, like death. 

The thrill of battle did not last long, though. 

My brother screamed. Actually screamed. And the word out of his mouth sent a chill down my spine. The fear I felt was unfathomable. "Vivienne!" he yelled. From the body of enemies barreling toward me, I could barely see that my twin brother was crouched down in front of Vivi. She was bleeding badly and laying on the ground. He was protecting her from the creatures. If they were going to kill her, they were going to kill him also. 

My heart skipped a beat.

And then my fear turned into flames. 

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