Hell Hath No Fury Like the Devil's Daughter Scorned [NaNoWriMo 2013]

Chapter 5: Akaden

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I let out a shriek when I saw Akaden. What was he doing here? I wondered uneasily.

Akaden shushed me. “Shhh! You don’t want to wake up the whole house,” he whispered.

I crossed my arms in annoyance. “Why are you here, Akaden?” I demanded to know.

“Can’t you guess?” Akaden rolled his eyes and sighed. “The Master himself sent me here to find you.”

I shivered at the thought of being taken back into Hell. Clutching his arms, I begged Akaden, “Please don’t take me back! Not yet!”

“I don’t want to take you back either Princess, but we cannot defy the Master’s orders,” Akaden said apologetically, bowing his head.

I sighed in frustration. Father must have known that I could and would blast his Trackers into pieces with my powers if I was forced to return, that is if they managed to find me, so he sent his best Tracker and my close friend Akaden after me, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to hurt my own friend. That alone told me how much he would do to make sure I returned.

“Please, Akaden, think about me and my future. Do you truly want that sort of future for me?” I asked him softly.

Akaden’s dark eyes were saddened as he gazed at me. “No, of course not,” he said vehemently. “I wouldn’t wish that fate on you, Kelafiel.”

I knew he was speaking the truth when he addressed me not by my title, but by my given name. Yet I knew that at the same time, he was bound to obey my father’s commands. Caught between his Master and his childhood friend, Akaden could not be having an easy time, and I felt bad for what I was asking him to do. But all creatures are by nature selfish; even if it meant that Akaden might be in danger of being punished by Father, I would not return to Hell until he acceded to my wishes. Besides, Akaden is one of Father’s most trusted and closest subordinates. He wouldn’t hurt Akaden, I told myself. I knew I was taking a dangerous gamble here; if Akaden really ended up hurt, I only hoped that he would forgive me eventually.

“I’m sorry, Akaden, but if you want me to return, you’ll have to take me by force,” I said apologetically, but firmly.

Akaden sighed and turned away from me when he heard what I said. “I was hoping it wouldn’t come to that,” he muttered, and his hand reached into the pocket of his leather jacket that he always wore on his missions on Earth. Secretly I always thought that he looked good in that jacket and so did Oria, but we never told him. Focus, Kelafiel! Stop thinking about these kinds of thoughts at this moment! that little voice in my head said again. I blushed at the directions of my thoughts, glad for the cover of the night’s darkness to hide my red cheeks.

I tensed at Akaden’s actions. What is he doing? Is he going to harm me? A momentary pang of doubt shot through me, and I instantly berated myself for thinking so. Akaden would never harm me. How can I think such thoughts of him, after spending eighteen long years together? I was ashamed that I had even doubted him in the first place.

And indeed, I was wrong. Akaden withdrew from his pocket 2 boxes and gave me. Examining them, I asked curiously, “what is this?”

“Contacts,” Akaden supplied. “One box for you and the other for Oria. The instructions on how to use them are on the box. You do remember how to read English, right?”

I heard what he said, but my mind focused on something. “Wait. How did you know Oria is here?”

Akaden rolled his eyes at me. “Come on Kelafiel, I’m a Tracker! Besides, didn’t you think I would stop by her quarters first before coming to Earth to find you?”