Chapter 2: Murderer~

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"Dana," he whispered. His eyes were back to normal now and they kept staring. "Your--"

I stopped him. "Yes! I know! My eye's gone! You don't need to stare," I yelled and buried my face in my hands. They didn't understand. No one did.

"Oh, but I understand, Dana," Kaine's mother whispered. "I know exactly what happened."

"I hate that you can read my mind," I scowled, not bothering to cover my face back up.

Wait. Kaine blocked my mind from other people. So that means...

"I didn't read your mind Dana," she hissed.

I froze.

How could she have...? No.

"I should tell you my name now," she said. "I think you'll need it. It's Pyralis Vynne."

Vynne, Pyralis Vynne - the name in the letter. Kaine must have known about this.

I frowned. "Kaine, why didn't you tell me?"

"I couldn't. I knew that she..." He didn't finish.

"Of course he didn't tell you. If he did, he would only be seen in your eyes as the son of the woman who killed your family," Pyralis said, every one of her words ringing in my ears.

"No, I--"

She stopped me. "You would've left him, dropped him. Then he would have had no-one. And you wouldn't have looked back. You would have wanted nothing to do with him. He would have been nothing. Isn't that right?"

She was right. It was true, I would have done exactly that. But that was months ago. I didn't know him as well as I did now. It was the right thing for him to have done.

"I couldn't tell you, Dana," Kaine said with pleading eyes. "I was afraid. I remember the ruthlessness and passion in your voice that day; you said you'd hunt down and destroy whoever was necessary to avenge your family. I couldn't bear to have you hate me. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I'm so sorry."

"No, you were right to do what you did, Kaine, to do what got us where we are now. Don't worry about it, alright?" I extended my left hand to his right shoulder, elevated my heels a little and kissed him. I longed to stay there, but with his murderous mother standing barely a foot away from us, I thought it best not to.

"Time is running out, you two," Pyralis snapped, suddenly serious. "As much as it pains me, I am forced to help you. That is one of the consequences of Sulfrite: you are forced to aid the person who killed you. Since you are the one who actually, physically killed me, Kaine, I am in your debt. Once I've finished helping you with whatever you wish, I can never harm you again and vice versa and I will officially be pronounced alive. At the moment all my records, accounts, files, et cetera, are idle until disposed. I do not exist, according to the government, their records or any country's records either." She paused to watch us. "So, what can I do for you?

Kaine was stunned.

"How do I know you're not lying?" he asked warily.

Pyralis shunted one of her sleeves up to show a tattoo-like seal that looked like a Celtic-style cross embossed onto a heart with a jagged line resembling a lightning bolt running through it.

"It's a 'cross-my-heart-and-hope-to-die-get-hit-by-lightning-if-I-lie' sort of thing," Pyralis explained to me while Kaine inspected the seal. "It shows that you're cursed or bound to do something." Kaine looked up and Pyralis addressed him, "You believe me, darling?" She faced her son with an innocent look. Well, as innocent as a heartless, nearly-alive murderer could look, anyway.

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