Her Demon Eyes

Well Hi There Dad... And Mom?

Chapter Eleven

*Ariana's PoV*

"B-But my mom's dead?" I practically whispered. The woman looked up at me and smiled sadly. Her auburn hair, though short, hid some of her face from my view.

"I know. This isn't real. You're dreaming, I managed to project myself into your dream. Well, I didn't, a witch did it for me. But Ariana, listen to me, you're in trouble. Hell was right about Lucifer. He is feeding you The Black Rose Army's power and it will kill you! Your body can't take the power, sure, you're fine now but after two or three more feedings, you're body will deteriorate and the power will be released. It will be in the air and it'll get back to the army. It might wake them up, Ariana, and you can't let that happen." Her face contorted at the thought. Her eyes locked with mine and my heart leapt.

"If you are my mother- and I'm not saying you are. But... Well, what happened?" She smiled softly and sat on the nearest counter top.

"I was only eighteen when I met your father. He was much kinder then, he didn't desire power. He used to take me on moonlit walks by the shore and but me presents and treasure me. He let me move in here with him, but he turned sour when his brothers began mocking him for being in love with a lesser demon. When he found out I was pregnant he was furious. He locked me away in a spare bedroom for days at a time. He only wanted you to prove his worth in this family. I'm sorry, but it's true. After you were born, I hoped he would love me like he used to but he didn't. He just killed me and burned my body. I'm so sorry you've had to live your life like this." Her eyes welled up with tears and my stomach flipped. The mother I had always dreamed of, the woman who didn't get a chance to raise me; but there she was.

And she was dead.

I was furious, and I mean furious. My body felt hot and I could feel the energy and power inside me doing backflips. I felt the tears in my eyes slip down onto my cheeks, my heart clenched when I realised I didn't even know her name.

"I don't even know your name," I whispered, wiping the tears from my eyes. She slipped off the counter top and walked towards me. She walked with grace, but her movements were slightly sluggish; it was as if she was dragging herself across the floor. Like a ghost.

"Evanna. My name is Evanna." She barely reached my shoulder when she was standing beside me. I wiped the tears from my eyes and sniffed slightly.

"You know, a lot has happened. Can you project yourself for a long time? I want to catch up with you." I looked down and the floor and Evanna laughed,

"I can stay all night, sweet pea."

So I told her all about Noe, Andrew, Isobel and Elizabeth. I told her about Erica and my room and how I missed Noe. She was really interested in Solomon, but I could tell she was a bit jealous of him.

Eventually the night ended and the laughter faded. The reality of it all set it, my father was trying to kill me because he was an evil, jealous son of a bitch. My mother was well and truly dead, like I'd always knows but there was still a part of me which had believed, hoped. Now that bit of me was gone.

And a bitch was gonna pay.

~*~

It was 5am before I was back in bed and even then, I didn't sleep. There wasn't anything to do today, we weren't training and I wasn't bothered exploring. I though about visiting Hell and asking for her advise but I decided against it.

"Erica, is there a library here? Like, in the house?" I asked her over breakfast. She nodded as she put a bowl of cereal in front of me.

"Yes, it's on the third floor. I show you to it after you eat." I smiled at her stern tone and ate quickly. I had research to do. I had come to the conclusion that I didn't actually know enough about The Black Rose Army to panic about them. Yet.