The Rebelero Brothers' Curse

Three

"Amelia, if you are going to run with me, at least try to keep up," I said with a laugh.

"Then. Slow. Down." She said in between breaths.

"It is not my fault I am gifted," I said with a smirk. She finally caught up to me out of breath and tried punching me in the gut. I say try because before she could, I grabbed her hand and twisted it back.

"Ow! Adrian quit being so rough!" She squawked at me. Ah her whiny voice annoys the hell out of me! I let her go and she rubs her wrist while glaring at me.

"Then do not try to win battles you know you cannot win." I said growing agitated. No matter where I went, there she was. She followed me more than my own shadow did because it was her job appointed to her by the Great Spirits. She was my "Guardian." I do not think I need one but the damn Santeri clan is persistent.

Warriors always hover close by, but out of sight so there would be no escaping this vigilance. I am easily stronger and faster than 10 men, but there is no need. Darkness speaks to me and now is not the time to rebel. I will just have to put up with this whiny b*tch for now.

I don't know what she could possibly do to prevent me from doing what I want. I could snap her neck in an instant if I wanted to. I could take her as mine and have my way with her if I so desired. She was a fine woman with curves that would make any man drool. Alas, Darkness demands I leave her be for now. Maybe once I have done Darkness's will, I'll be able to have my way with her before having to kill her and the rest of her damn people.

She put her hands on her hips and shook her head at me.  "Damn the day you were born."

"I could easily say the same about you" I said. "Now hurry and try to keep up. I grow hungry and wish to return home before I grow old and grey." I say sarcastically and motion for her to go ahead of me.

She takes the head start and I laugh when she tries to hit me again.

We make it back to my humble home in 15 minutes from where we were. I live 10 miles outside of the city in a cottage away from the villages with Layla, my great aunt. She raised me here away from my brother and father. Neither knew I existed, but it doesn't matter. The less Lucian knows, the better for Darkness.

Growing up, I was never allowed to go into the city according to Layla and the Guardians. Of course, I often snuck away when I grew tired of the rules and watchful eyes. It was not very hard. Layla covered for me every once in a while. It was easy to convince her considering we both allied with Darkness. Besides, I'm her nephew, she spoiled me when she could.

"Layla! We're back!" Amelia shouted a little too loudly. I growled in agitation causing her to glare at me.

No words were exchanged between the two of us because Layla wobbled out of her bedroom to greet us. "Amelia, thank you for accompanying my boy." Layla gave Amelia a hug.

She took one look at me and her old wrinkled face scrunched up in distaste. "Wipe that sour look off your face boy. Be happy you have a young woman as beautiful as she is willing to keep you out of trouble." I rolled my eyes and excused myself. Slamming my bedroom door behind me, I kicked off my boots. I heard Layla laughing at something Amelia said and I rolled my eyes. Silly, delusional woman.

Layla may have raised me and the memories of my childhood were made pleasant because of her. However, the older she's gotten, the farther from Darkness she grows. Her preferences make little difference to me, but it does annoy me that she grows closer to the Guardians.

I sat in the middle of the floor and began to stretch my legs. Unfortunately that run did nothing for me. Amelia would never be able to fathom the depth of my abilities right now. Sure, when Convergence begins, Darkness enhances many of my abilities but Convergence is still weeks away. I should not be this strong,  yet Darkness has blessed me. No one knows and I'd like to keep it that way.