Between Worlds (TEMP HOLD)

Eight: Sleeping

        They step fearlessly over the ground, over the crack in the earth, the crack that they were responsible for. An unbearable heat joins the wind, and I resist the urge to be sick. Did they go to London? Is my family safe?

           Jasmine has her head held high. Her dark eyes glow when they meet mine. Her hair is shorter, and she's wearing makeup. She's wearing a badass black dress, and warrior like sandals. When her eyes meet mine, everything snaps into place. That's why the air felt wrong here. They were watching us.

          I shiver.

          Oscar hasn't changed much. He still has a slight beard, dark wild hair and his skin tone matched Jasmine's. He looked high, so did she and their eyes are bloodshot. He was dressed entirely in white. He held Jasmine's hand as they all made their way towards us. They looked entirely too badass.

           "Well, well, well," Jasmine glares at me, standing on a small crack, directly in front of  Xander. "Did we interrupt a sweet, touching little moment?" She looks between us. "It's so good to see you again, Xander."

            Xander has his fists clenched. His face flushes red.

          "Leave him alone." I bravely step forward, but I don't step off the porch. My every word feels sharp. I can't believe they returned here. "What do you want?" I glance between Oscar and Jasmine, and can feel the eyes of their two goonies glaring at me.

           The first is a surprising choice. She's a bigger, more muscular girl with dark red dreadlocks and a smirk on her lips. Her nails are painted black, and her eyes have heavy, unattractive makeup. Jasmine introduced her as Siobhan.

           Next to Siobhan, is a man that's introduced as Nico. Nico looks menacingly between the three of us. He cracks his knuckles. Faded jailhouse tattoos mark his skin. He's dressed entirely in black. Nico's eyes linger the longest on Xavier. I narrow my eyes at him, tilting my head and staring back at Jasmine.

           "You," Jasmine answers in reply.

           Xavier steps forward, and he answers for me. Nico clenches his fists. "She's not going anywhere with you."

           "She will when we find out what we're offering you."

           "And what's at stake if you don't." Oscar says. He whistles.

           From the woods, comes two more of their accomplices. Jasmine smirks as she sees my eyes widen. I'm not surprised they gained followers. I'm surprised because they have gained a God and a Goddess on their side. Their names are on my tongue, implanted in my mind, and I feel my breath catching in my throat. Xavier and I glance towards each other, knowing that we're in trouble.

            Hypnos. The god of Sleep. He looks younger, with boyish features, and has fluttering black wings. He carries a small, tiny bowl filled with blood red liquid. I don't like the way he's looking at us. He's wearing a poppy pinned to his black clothes.

          Nemesis. The goddess of revenge. Everything about her screams 'danger'. She's got the same black wings as Hypnos, and looks rather pale. Her hair is her black, and hangs in a braid down her back. There's a sword across her back. Her eyes light up when they see us, and she's holding Castiel in her grasp. There's something about Nemsis that makes me uneasy.

           Castiel isn't struggling.

           He glares at Xavier just as Nico does. His lips are covered with duct tape. He glances at Xavier's bracelet, and then over to me. I'm sorry things have to end this way.