Wings

Chapter Six

You were currently home nursing your wounds. You were kept for three days finding a way to keep Valentine out of your mind. With a lack of evidence, they let you go. You cradled your stones Diana had switching yours out with the Hunters had donated due to all the good deeds you've done in their behalf. You sighed hating you were banned from the Red rooms, but you would be called on to breed if Valentine found necessary. You would honestly try to get pregnant before these were discovered and taken away from you, but you needed to occomplish this last mission. Jacob has been visiting you discreetly and informing you about the occult though     he doesn't have much except their wide range of enhancers. You asked if blood was one of them, but he just shakes his head unaware of this. You think about what the Scriptures were doing stripping demigods' immortality through killing them and entrapping it inside the stones. There would then be the common fuck sesh afterwards in celebration an orgy apparently being the best for them afterwords. You think about that poor girl you had to watch die before him them having not taken a drink yet of the poisoned liquor. You sing to them as the night goes by unable to sleep. You decide to go to the safe zone to see if there's any new on any other cults that have a target on their backs. As you round the corner of your building, you come face to face with Valentine abviously drunk. He sneers at you as he goes his way. You didn't react touching your face from where he hit you.

" You know what, you bother me. Where are going?"

You sigh stopping in your tracks turning around to face him. He was already a foot away smiling as if he wanted to ruin your life.

" It's frankly none of your business. Don't follow me."

" Oh, I can do whatever I want princess."

He sees this triggers you, and he quickly flares his eyes wanting to see behind this.

" Y/n, you're a princess."

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" Awe, is something wrong with the princess?"

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" Sorry your royalty."

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" I'm not a fucking princess!"

Valentine blinks once he sees the familiar orange shirts.

" You're from Camp Half Blood."

" So what?"

You snapped tired of being probed.

" I thought you were a changling. More and more lies. The sooner you're honest the better off you be."

" I am a changling. I didn't lie."

" So a fae Goddess? Who... Maeve? The queen of the fae?"

" Yea. That's my mom. Can we please end this?"

" That doesn't make you a changling. She just dropped you off like the rest of them."

" She took my mom's baby, okay?"

It goes quiet after that.

" My mom noticed the day she disappeared, and I was put in her place."

" I see.... That is strange for a God to do that. Why were you at Camp Half Blood if you're Celtic? There's another camp-"

" It's complicated."

" Well, at least I learned one thing about you your highness. Where are you going exactly?"

" I'm about to go back up to my appartment-"

" Splendid. I can scope the place out then. Make sure there isn't anymore stonelings."

He sees a glint of panic in your eyes you leaving your children on the nightstand.

" No."

" You really can't deny me."

" What do you want from me?"

" To admit to your crimes."

" A crime that would benefits you."

You muttered under your breath. He glares down at you sobering up more by the minute as he talks to you.

" So you admit you killed them?"

" I said would benefit you meaning I didn't."

" We didn't want them dead."

" Bullshit. Do you know what they were doing?"

His gaze softens wondering if you saw yourself as a hero.

" You mean what you were doing-"

" I wanted out for a damn reason. I don't like seeing people die."

" You saved Jacob, didn't you? I saw you two in the forest, and he was hurt. Please just tell me-."

" Leave the kid out of it, okay?"

Valentine was surprised by your soft tone. He simply just didn't understand you. He still seen you as a thief and a murder, but why does he feel like there's more to it. The part bothered him is they truly did want the Scriptures dead for they did know what they were doing. They just didn't have enough evidence to act yet.

" Once they died, I did get him out of there-"

" And got him even more involved?"

" Hell no! He said he wanted to be a her-"

You cut yourself off then. Valentine starts to catch on.

" A hero. You were also at that ceremony, and I know that owl was yours. He's taking after you, isn't he? You killed them. You want to kill the Enlightenments after you heard our conversation in that room that way."

You just glared at him as you think about the Hunters. You got caught for your foolish actions. You shouldn't of been so damn heartless about their deaths. You sighed it being your fault.

" Okay. I did it. Stop Jacob."

Valentine... felt like he should oddly let this slide. He has in the past before when it came to hero situations, but the truth had came out that way. You had just made it so much more... complicated. He could tell you weren't protecting yourself in the matter. In fact, you don't give a damn about yourself at all. You waited for him to take you in, but he leaves you in the streets instead.

" You're still a thief."