15. Mother Dearest

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~Jazmine~

"Nous protégeons cuex qui ne peuvent pas se protéger eux-mêmes." I whisper to myself over and over trying to pull myself away from everything. "Nous- Nous protégeons cuex qui ne peuvent pas se- pas se protéger eux-mêmes." I shake my head and press my hands tightly against my ears. "Nous protégeons cuex qui ne peuvent pas se protéger eux-mêmes." I rock myself back and forth. "Nous protégeons cuex qui ne peuvent pas se protéger eux-mêmes." I squeeze my eyes shut tight. "Nous protégeons cuex- cuex qui ne peu- peuvent pas se protéger eux-mêmes. Nous protégeons cuex qui ne peuvent pas se protéger eux-mêmes."

•  •  •

I turn on the shower head and take off my robe. I step in and let the water run over my entire body. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

"Jazmine."

I open my eyes.

"I know your every weakness."

I stand straighter.

"Watch your back."

I furrow my eyebrows.

"We're going to kill all of them."

My eyes change color.

"One by one."

My eyes change back and the water turns to blood for a few seconds before returning to burning water. I slow my breathing before turning of the water and getting out. I look in the mirror and the green aura is around me. I quickly dry off and get dressed. I look back in the mirror and the aura disappears.

"Ne dites pas que je ne vous ai pas prévenu petite fille." (Don't say I didn't warn you, little girl.)

My heart sinks and I shake my head.

"One by one."

"No." I whisper.

"We're going to kill all of them, Jazmine."

I drop to my knees and flick my head back, a long deep howl escaping my throat.

•  •  •

I close my eyes and sigh.

"What's going on with you?" Devonté asks.

"What do you mean?" I reply.

"You've been acting- weird lately." He says.

"Weird? Devonté I'm fine." I state.

"Jazmine, fine is a major understatement. First you get high, like higher than Kurt Cobain, then the whole locking yourself in a room repeating the code to yourself like you're mad, and that whole fiasco where you almost drowned yourself then howled. Yeah, that's not fine Jazmine." He retorts.

"It's the thing with the balance, and chimeras, and the new reinforcements, and the whole Sam trying to kill Bella thing, it's killing me, mentally and it's starting to get physical. That's why I've been acting like I'm some insane asylum escapee. So who knows, maybe this will all go away, maybe it will drive me off the edge." I sigh.

"New reinforcements?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Some from France, others from London, a few from California, I think I convinced that couple from the Netherlands. They should be here by the end of next week." I state.

"What's your plan of action?" He asks.

"Before or after the get here?" I retort.

"Both."

"For the next week, until they get here, everyone stays here and lays low. Once they get here, we will train our asses off, for like two weeks. Then eventually we'll make a move and destroy all of those goddammed chimeras. If we can do something about the whole Sam killing Bella thing before that, it'd be great." I reply.

"Gotcha." He winks.

•  •  •

I walk toward the door and my hand hovers above the door in a fist. I roll my lips and close my eyes before dropping my hand and turning away. I take a deep breath and start back down the hall. I look back over my shoulder at the door- I hear something move and I stalk toward it. I listen carefully to everything in the room.

"Somehow this seems surprising. To think she'd have already rearranged and gotten rid of most of this old junk."

Im-fucking-possible. My hand now hovers over the handle, my heart pounding against my chest. I take a deep breath as my hand wraps around the handle. I close my eyes and nod. I open my eyes and slowly turn the knob. I push open the door and my heart stops.

"Jazmine!?!"

"Mom!?!" It was spoken simultaneously just as we threw ourselves at each other, wrapping our arm tightly around the other's body. Tears had ran down the young huntress's cheeks. I checked through with her senses, making sure I didn't drop her guard like she had with Katherina.

It is her.

I smiled widely as the words were spoken.

I had my mother back.

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