See no evil - The awakening

Fate

Buenos Aires in winter. I think I've always loved Buenos Aires in winter. A city of immigrants makes it easy to blend amongst the ones who are running from wars and toward a better life. I've been running from a war of my own since I was born.

The trip from Europe was a long one but was worth every single minute. I live in a small apartment near the city center where a huge obelisk stands tall. I spend my nights seeing opera and blending in. We have become the masters of disguise and have learnt in time how to build and destroy our own lives only to start building another one once more.

I am 35 and have been 35 for almost a century now. I was the result of something that should not have been able to happen. My father is a hunter, his purpose in life was to kill the exact same thing he helped bring to earth. Hunters are not supposed to be able to procreate with any other being on earth but another hunter. But he fell in love with a powerful witch. My mother was a high priestess and by fate and the help of the powers of nature she found a way to bring me to this world. Unfortunately she couldn't change her own nature so she left us a long time ago as time passed and her life came to an end. This brought my father to so much sorrow that he disappeared never to be seen again.

My father left me his legacy which protected me for the rest of my life, a faceless legacy which allowed me not to be seen or felt or perceived, allowed me to live my life in the shadows, protected by the same things that would hunt me, and find me and try to kill me or imprison me for the rest of my life.

My mother decided I should be named after the same thing that gave me my life: Fate.

One of my favorite things about this city is how much they love ice-cream and I've grown to love it too. Even in winter I enjoy going to the ice-cream shop on the corner of where I live and getting a small lemon and a strawberry scoop. Even though I could change the weather and make it warm for me to enjoy it, I choose to keep that side of me hidden and take from nature what it has to give me without asking for more.

It was Monday the day I met him. I was about to cross the street when he almost hit me with his car. I was quick, a bit too quick to be human but not enough for another human to realize this. But he was not human. He was something else. He immediately jumped out of his car and he already knew. —That was fast. –He remarked.

—That was rude. –I answered and kept walking.

—Which one are you?

I ignored him and walked even quicker.

—Let me guess. –He continued as he walked behind me. —Vampire.

I shushed him. He was loud and impertinent and someone could listen to him.

—mmm which then! –he screamed and people stopped to stare.

I turned around and said to him —Mr. You should stop before I make you stop.

—That's not a very lady-like thing to say.

—Well sr... that's because I'm not a lady.

—So... what are you? –He took a step closer as if he was inspecting me.

—I'm a woman. And I'm getting some ice-cream.

—Ok woman, I'll get one with you.

I think I've lost count of every ice-cream we eat together after that day. I could say thousands or hundred of thousands and still I might be falling short. I can say with certainty that each one of them was as good as the first one.

For our 20th year anniversary I gave Lyam the news. I had prepared our dining table as I did each year for that date. It was April 1987, the world was changing and I was about to give him the news that would change it even further forever. He came home at about 7pm from work and he kissed me as he did the first time and as he always did every time he saw me. We sat down at our huge table beside each other and joked about having this big table and it being so useless when we always chose to sit so close to each other.

Lyam could have read my mind at any second of every day, but he never did. He trusted I would always be truthful to him and I was, but I couldn't find the words at that time, so many things were happening in my head, so many implications to what had to be said, that I just couldn't. The impossible had happened.

Two Eidolons will never procreate, that was our destiny. If we were lucky enough to survive the hunting, we would live our lives together in solitude and we were ok with that fact. There were only myths surrounding the creature that could be born from two of our species and these were ancient. Nothing alive in the world had ever witnessed these creatures and everything that existed feared the possibility of even thinking about what it could be like. And still, here we were, the daughter of a faceless and a witch. The son of a vampire and a mind omnia. Alive and...

—Lyam, my love. I'm pregnant.