Demigods and Family (Mianite)

XXI - Jordan

Chapter 21 - Road to Comatose

Fairness aside, Tom is really annoying. Like, douchebag annoying, that should be a huge problem.

Sonja was a little concerned for the whole 'ceremony' part where I was going to be put into a coma-state which is kind of scary, you know?

"You do not have permission to die in this ritual." Sonja commanded, almost equivalent of some type of care-taker, that's responsible of me.

"Hm, sorry what?" I asked, suddenly curious

"You, Jordan Maron, do not have permission to die in this ritual of the choosing. C'mon, I like you being around. More so than that-- Sky kid." Sonja admitted, with a slight smile creeping across her face. Sonja looked alive and happy, not bliss about the whole ritual. I suppose so, she is looking alive.

"Glad to have someone by my side." I stated, returning her a smile. More of a small smile, though it was obvious that I'm mortification of situation.

"Please," she bit her bottom lip, "I'm pretty sure that Nade would be a little distress because of your death. Maybe Tom would feel--"

"Can you stop with my death?" I ruffled my own hair in panic as my eyes darted everywhere. Studying the surroundings, subsequently looking back at Sonja. She looked guilty, her bright forest green eyes shown agony. Almost corresponding that she has seen stuff that aren't so innocent, not the lust-types but as in the murderous and dangerous type. I felt sympathy toward her, but I knew she didn't want my pity.

"Sorry." She muttered, looking down at her feet.

"Look, it's not your fault this process is going to happen." I reminded her.

"Don't worry about my blaming, I'm a hybrid. I just get blamed because I'm a disgraced. So I'm used to it."

"How are you a disgraced just because you have some fox-features."

"No, not that type of Hybrid. It's called a Were, you're describing. I'm a Hybrid, just like I mentioned to you yesterday. I'm the daughter of a Witch and a God. I'm half Witch and half Demigod."

"So what, you're half Witch and half Demigod. Is this some type of disgrace?" I asked,

"Yes, of course! Demigods and Witches don't get along with each other. All because of the relationship of Q-L and the Gods."

"Q-L?" I asked of the sudden letters.

"Quinary Lumia. The Original Witches. You know?" She questioned, she looked at me like she waiting for my answer. I shook my head, 'I don't know'. She sighed in frustration. "You know? Kassandra, Filandra, Edra, Andra and Alexandria?"

"All I know is that their names end with N-D-R-A."

"That's nothing on the subject, completely irrelevant!" Sonja stated, her face was red with anger that she has to give me a quick lecture. "Gosh, you're such a COD!"

"Did you just called me a fish?"

"No, it stands for-- you know what, forget it," she brushed a strand of her bands behind her ear to see more better. She give me a small smile.

"Sonnehilde!" Declan snapped, Sonja blushed at the name. Her smile disappeared.

"What? I'm making conversation." Sonja replied innocently, she turned to look at the redhead. I realized that Sonnehilde might've been her real name or something, possibly a nickname as well.

"Just don't distract." Declan pleaded, I didn't know who he was talking to. Me or Sonja, because he didn't say 'him' or 'her'.

"So, Jordy. How yer feelin'?" Tom asked, as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders, as he put all of his weight on me. Carrying him, he was fairly heavy for someone who's pretty thin and scawny like him, but he's taller than me. So there's that.