Of Vampires And Darkness (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Four

I stare at him like he's gone crazy. There is no way I'm anything other than human. My parents were human. My mother had died when I was really young. And my father had abused me my whole life.

"No. There is no way," I say, shaking my head. He shakes his head as well and opens his backpack. He shuffles through the contents before pulling out something that reflected the sunlight. The little square gets in his eyes and he hisses and aims the object to move the square. He hands it to me.

It's a small, square mirror with a black case. I take the mirror and look in it. I gasp, startled, almost dropping the mirror. I look at it again, taking my hand and putting it to my face.

My eyes and hair have changed. And I can see the tops of wings behind me. I had noticed that something felt off in my back. Also, I never expected pink hair, but then again, things have been weird the past four days.

"What the hell?" I say softly, staring at myself in the mirror. I tilt it around, marveling at my appearance. I've never seen anything like this.

"Like I said, you're an archangel and a devil. Very powerful person, and very rare. Most archangels and devils hate each other," Alexander says in front of me. I look up at him. He seems excited.

Wait, if I'm powerful, how come I've believed I've been human for years? Why did my powers not surface? And how have others not found me? I frown at my questions.

"What's wrong?" He asks me. I look at him.

"Just questions surfaced in my mind," I say casually.

"Well, what are they?"

"Well, if I'm so powerful, how come my powers have never surfaced before? How have I believed I'm human? How do my parents not know? Why haven't other supernatural beings found me?" I ask, spilling them all out at once. I should have done one at a time. I hope I didn't confuse him. He laughs, shaking his head.

"Ok, I can answer three of those with one answer: That necklace you were wearing, it was blocking your powers and hiding your appearance. Your memories were fabricated by it. And your location was also hidden by the necklace. As for your parents not knowing, I'm not sure." He looks confused by the last statement. I frown slightly.

"Maybe it fabricated their memories too?" I ask, though I feel stupid for saying it. If Alexander didn't know what was going on, how the hell would I? He shakes his head.

"No, that spell can only affect one person. Though, whoever cast this one had to be pretty powerful," he says softly. He looks puzzled, biting his lip while he thinks. Ugh, why is he so cute?! Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell Sarah? Wait, is my name even Sarah? Or is that a fabricated memory too? Ugh, this is frustrating.

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I remember something. As far I know, the only couple I know of that is an archangel and a devil was Gabriel and Desdemona. And yes, they do both have pink hair. Desdemona's was a darker shade and she has pure black eyes with black wings. And Gabriel's hair was a lighter shade of pink and he has liquid gold eyes with white wings. They had to be her parents. But if so, how come no one said anything about a missing daughter? Is that why they disappeared 17 years ago?

They had left about 17 years ago and hadn't come back for a year. I had just assumed they were on some mission or that things had gone bad in the relationship. Were they looking for Sarah? Or, whatever they named her. They hadn't been looking for the right girl. They should have looked for a human girl. Why am I so mad at them?

I look up at Sarah. She's standing there awkwardly. I realize I must have been quiet for a long time.

"Sorry, I was thinking," I say quietly. She jumps at my voice and blushes. Oh. Why's she blushing? Well, in either case, it's cute. Oh shit. Did I really just think that? Stop it Alex, now is not the time!