Elysian House: Silver Bullet (2)

Chapter 10: Home

The tower he was talking about was the Eiffel Tower. In this world, everything was dark, decrepit, and entirely vacant of humans. As we moved, we spotted more and more Vampires, blood-drained humans, and plenty of other horrible sights to see. I felt the goosebumps on my skin as we approached the tall tower ahead. 

We found the stairs leading upwards. We climbed for what felt like forever before we finally reached the top floor. Near the edge was a single, dirty, ragged couch. A tarp hung over one side of the tower as if Mary Margaret wanted privacy only over there. A pile of books, papers and newspaper prints were stacked up in a corner. A lantern was left, unlit beside the ragged couch. 

"Where is she?" Brandon whispered, leaning close to my ear. And then we saw the large, weird space colored with blue and green. It looked like a broken mirror, with smoke trapped inside the glass. "And what is that?"

"It's called a Drifting Mirror."

The four of us jumped so high up it felt like we were gonna fall off the side of the tower. We turned around and Brandon squealed loudly beside me, "Where'd you come from?!" 

There she stood, Mary Margaret, or Jenna, in an oversized T-shirt, no pants, and a coffee mug in her hand. Oddly enough, I didn't smell any blood in it. Though her eyes were a deep shade of red, I didn't detect any blood. She still had her white hair. Her cocky walk, and the grey eyes. She hasn't changed at all. 

"What are you losers doing here?" She asked, huffing as she swiped away a strand of white hair. 

"We've come about the Darkness," I stepped forward, deciding now was the best time to take control. Adelene has been leading this whole time, but now I needed to speak up. "Where is it, Mary Margaret?"

She glares at me from over her shoulder and says, "Look, I get that that was my name in my other life, but it's Jenna right now. Gotta fit in around here, right?"

"I don't care what your name is!" I yelled, throwing my hands up into the air. "I just wanna know where the Darkness is."

After taking a small sip from her coffee mug, she set it down on the table beside the worn couch and says, "And what makes you think I know where it is?" 

"You are the one that sent the Darkness after Elpis Zoe all those years ago."

"Because you asked me to."

"I asked you to help me, not to send the Darkness." 

She waves her hand at me and picks up a magazine from the floor and plops down the couch. Dust particles go flying up into the air. "Technicalities."

I look back at my three companions and all three of them appear completely stumped. I marched forward, grabbing Mary Margaret's, or Jenna's (whatever), magazine from her hands and tossed it over the side of the tower. "I did not come all this way to be ignored by you. You are going to tell me where the Darkness ran off to, before I kill you again." I unsheathed Pereus and aimed it at her. 

She looked hardly intimidated, actually, she looked almost amused and happy. She smiled and I could see the old witch from the past in the reflection of the blade smiling back at me. "I can't tell you where it is." I opened my mouth to protest, when she held up her hand and said, "it's not time yet. I know you're not ready to face the Darkness, Riley Jackson, and like you, the Darkness is not ready either."

"Then what can you do for me?" I asked.

She pushed the blade away from her throat and I willingly lowered it. She sat forward, looking through her ghostly white eyelashes at me. "I can tell you this. There are two hosts, one slayer, and a tyrant. If you want to face the Darkness and have an equal match, you'll have to figure out who they are."