Convergence

Confessions

I opened my eyes. Azazel seemed extremely angry. It was strange to see the emotion. His face seemed stoic as ever, but his hands twitched and balled into fists as if he were holding most of his anger back. The thought of that made him seem even scarier. If someone with his level of emotional control couldn't hold back the entirety of his emotions... well I didn't even want to consider the ramifications of what this could mean.

Morgan let out a huff. "You're strong, little sister."

Azazel was quick to punish him for speaking by knocking him to the ground with an energy blast of some kind.

"I did not give you permission to speak!"

I took in a large breath and a step back.

Azazel turned his focus on me. As a reflex, I pushed my hands out in front of me. Azazel became frozen, unable to advance any further. I gave my hands a push and he fell back.

Morgan started laughing. "You let her access the witch too soon. I told you there was no way to steal all that power."

"What?" I looked at Morgan. "All my power as in all of it?"

"That is what 'all' means. I just wanted back what was mine. He wants to consume all of you."

"Be silent!" Azazel was back on his feet. "Quit filling her head with such nonsense."

"It makes perfect sense," Morgan continued. "You said it yourself. Demons desire power. I wasn't a strong enough vessel to hold your magic and my mother's. Two demons don't make a more powerful demon, do they?"

"I will end you, boy."

"But you shoving all that power into the womb of some witch, well you just lucked out, didn't you? Twice I might add."

"Twice?" I glanced between them afraid of whatever answer I may get, but I was being ignored.

Azazel's lips curled. "You actually love her, don't you? You love your sister. How sweet."

"You used to love her too, remember that?"

"Someone, please tell me what you meant about twice." I protested.

"What really confuses me," said Morgan "was that Aubrey let you impregnate her again. That's something that's just too unreal. She knew what you were."

"Maybe she liked this face," said Azazel. "Most women do."

"Listen to me!" The ground shook when I shouted and all the creatures that could do so left the area quickly. "What are you keeping from me?"

"Lots of things," said Morgan. "I'm tired of pretending to be nice to you. I'm tired of actually loving you. It sickens me. You need to die."

He shot out an energy blast at my chest, but it never made a connection. Without realizing my own speed, my hand grabbed it out of the air and absorbed it as my own.

"You're not strong enough, son," said Azazel. "I've told you time and time again that you weren't strong enough and never will be, even if you did have your powers back. And now she'll never let you touch her again."

"I'm so confused right now I don't know what to do." I sat in the grass ignoring the fact that there were two untrustworthy demon family members beside me. "Will one of you tell me about the baby, please? Tell me about the night my mother died."

"Your jealous brother killed her," Azazel was so calm about it telling me the way someone might tell me how to get to the bank.

"No, your power-crazed father killed her," said Morgan more upset that he was accused than the fact that someone was dead. "I only went after the baby."

"What happened?" I was demanding with them. They knew I could kill them both and yet didn't seem the least bit fazed.

"Aubrey knew the baby was almost ready to appear," said Azazel. "She changed her mind about our arrangement and hoped she could take him and disappear, so she bundled you up and drove away."

I hadn't remembered that part. I was only three. After he had said it, I remembered her wrapping me in a yellow blanket and putting me in the car. "Go on."

"I sent Elaina to get you and the unborn baby. It didn't matter if she brought back Aubrey dead or alive."

"But Elaina died too," I said. "Someone killed her and Morgan said it was you."

"It was me," Azazel confessed. "Elaina would rather be loyal to Aubrey's guardian than to me."

"Bill?"

"William Ortega had weaseled his way so far into Elaina's head that she truly believed I would just let them live happily ever after never doing the job she was born to do. She betrayed me. She raced out after Bill, not your mother. It was his job to protect Aubrey from me, but Elaina refused to let the man that she loved die so she took his place. She died saving Bill from me, and then that coward repaid her by begging for my mercy. He was to watch out for you with me by his side.

"I tracked Aubrey down myself and damaged the engine in the car. I ripped that baby from her body and entrusted it to Morgan before taking you for myself. Then I crashed that car so hard it was nearly impossible for them to get her out." He smiled at the memory and his use of force.

I could feel tears coming down my face.

"Then I went after the baby, but it seemed Morgan had already killed it." Azazel looked at Morgan. "But I have my suspicions about that."

"You think I kept a human baby? For what purpose?"

"For what purpose indeed? Seeing you with Karissa, the way you care for her, dote on her, it makes you seem very suspicious."

Morgan started to squirm a little. "I told you, I killed that creature."

"Yes," said Azazel. "So you keep saying. Did you know that I can feel when my offspring die? Whatever powers they've inherited come back to me and I feel a slight tug of sorrow. I've killed a few of them just to be sure of the feeling. I don't recall gaining my powers back from the baby that night."

"I killed that creature." Morgan was stern in his convictions.

"Did you?"

I had been crying for some time while they fought over the life of an innocent baby like it was a bag of chips. Actually, people fight harder over chips. I didn't think they knew I was still there. Human lives meant nothing to them.

Azazel extended his arm to Morgan. "Did you really?"

"What are you doing?" Morgan asked.

"Ah, there it is." Azazel put his hand on Morgan's chest. "That baby was full of love, wasn't it?"

Morgan slapped away Azazel's hand. "I told you I killed it."

"You absorbed it, son." Azazel sounded fatherly in that moment. "You tried to regain some of my magic, didn't you?"

"My magic," he corrected.

"Either way, you weren't even strong enough to do that. That explains how you were able to go after Karissa in the first place." Azazel chuckled. "I barely left you enough power to escape from danger let alone attack someone else. You took in all his love and hope for the world when you stole back that power."

"I can still absorb your precious daughter."

"No, you can't. The idea is laughable. It really is." Azazel's hand shot out and grabbed Morgan by the throat. "Especially since this is your last day alive."

Morgan turned into a mass of smoke without so much as a scream. Once Azazel started to breathe in the smoke, I took off.