The god complex (Book one of The Devil's Daughter trilogy)

Chapter ten.

Chaos comes to me and hugs me good bye, her eyes brimming with tears. Her usual happy face is clouded with sadness and it breaks my heart to see her like this.

"It isn't truly good bye. We'll see each other when all of this blows over." I nod and see she smiles through her tears. Daye walks with her to the top level and out to the surface, they reach the walkway and he waves to her goodbye. She'll stay with Death until we can sort this out, my shoulders slump as Night ushers me into the kitchen. He pours me some cereal and the milk topples in splashing the table, none of us move to clean it up.

"Daye I'm sorry," I tell him as the three of us sit and munch on our snacks, well Night and I eat while Daye stirs the mush into stew.

"Its fine, its for her own good and at least she'll be safe." He sighs not really meaning it. Night looks angered at Daye but I understand, I would feel the same way if I had to send Night away. I need to. I shake my head at Night its only human to let him greave, but we aren't human.

"I have to tell you guys something." They pick their heads up and look at me with questions forming in their eyes and on their lips.

"What is it?" Night speaks, he's itchy in his skin. He's preparing himself that I'll say something to ruin what we have.

"I know where my mom is at and I think the only way for us to understand this so called 'prophecy' is for me to go and find her. I need to ask her why me, what's so special about her and my dad." Something strange flashes on Night's face, hurt, anger, malice, I don't know what it is but I don't like it.

"Absolutely not." His voice is flat and his head held high like he had the option. I glare at him, Daye's eyes dart from me to Night, he stands and leaves Night and I at the glass table.

"It's the only way."

"How do you know that, she may be dead for all you know. How long has it been Fire since the last time you've seen her?" How long has it been since I've seen my mother? I can't really remember but I don't let Night know that.

"I know she's alive I can feel it."

"You don't know, you could get hurt." He shakes his head and continues to munch on his cereal, I bite my tongue but shoot eye daggers at him.

"Your going to get hurt if I don't figure something out. I can't lose the thing I love most." Night freezes his breathing ragged and his eyes bulge. Is it something I said? "Night."

"I wasn't completely honest, Death told me some more about the prophecy."

"WHAT!" Here I was about to go to the surface risking my life to go and track down my mother who abandoned me, all so I could protect him, I mean everyone

"Just listen to me," I shake my head I don't want to here it. Now is the perfect time for me to leave, if there's more to this prophecy I want nothing to do with it. "LOOK AT ME DAMMIT!" He roars like a lion I look at him with his red cheeks and his teeth bared, my voice catches in my throat I can't say anything or I'll fall to pieces. I can't look at him or I'll die. "Fire," he pleads. Don't, please don't make me say it, he looks at me tears forming in his eyes. I shake my head vigorously with tears trailing down my face. "I love you." I cry harder my tears falling into my soggy cereal I stand shaking the table, it wobbles as he reaches for my hand. I rip my hand away and turn from him. I risk a glance at him, he stands there abandoning his bowl, I don't fall to pieces like I thought I would. I'll get him killed, I love him to much to let him die for me, I can't risk it, I won't. I am not brave like Death. I have to make it hurt, he has to believe me. He should have never followed me that day we saw each other, I loved him as soon as my eyes laid on him, I know he'll die for me but I can't let him.