Chapter Five
Alaire's POV
"He who has nothing to die for has nothing to live for." *Moroccan Proverb*
"You know I can't just sit here and wait, right?" I hissed at Acem as we sat in Gage's car, I had an urge to just start beating my head against the steering wheel but told myself that wouldn't do any good. It would just piss of Gage.
"I know... but there's nothing... we just have to wait." He stuttered through, I twist in the driver's seat to stare at him.
"Is there something we can do?" I asked him for watching his reaction.
"Well don't tell Grams but I know a nomad that can help us." I raised an eyebrow not knowing what the heck a Nomad was.
"What is a Nomad?" I asked as calmly as I could, we didn't have time for my stupid questions if a Nomad could help let's go get one!
"Something like the Dream Demon but...-
"I know Gage didn't want to know everything or whatever that crap was back there but I DO! Now spill it! While I drive!" I shouted shoving the key in the ignition it roared to life, hopefully, Grams didn't lose focus.
"Okay, we need to head downtown." I looked at him and gave him a; you've-got-to-be-kidding-me look. Downtown was known for looking like L.A, not a place I would want to go little lone drive Gage's baby there. But I peeled out of the driveway and floored it in the direction of downtown.
"It's where Jamek is."
"Who?"
"The nomad, but since he doesn't like to be called that, Jamek will do." I rolled my eyes and did a Batman turn almost running over a cat. "Maybe I should've driven," Acem replied quickly, he had white knuckles on the oh-shit handle.
"So what will The Nom- Jamek do that we can't?" I asked trying to calm my nerves with knowledge.
"Well since you want to know everything... I'm a Pych." He started but I had to interrupt since I'm Alaire.
"What?"
"A Pych is like me and Grams; except she's a Teller and I'm a Seer, there's also Swords. Swords are kinda like your typical hunter, they kill what they were trained to kill or hunt down. Tellers; they tell the fate of others like my grams did with Gage" I snorted at this, she hadn't really done that, mainly because he didn't want to know everything. "And I'm a Seer I'm like a time traveler meets historian."
"That's why you got a hundred percent on that history test!" I shouted almost running over the curb, God Gage was going to kill me!
"No that's because I studied."
"Oh."
"Anyways, you can think of gram and I races of the species; Pychs."
"So a Dream Demon is just a race like Nomads?"
"Exactly, and a nomad is pretty much what the name means; a loner, Jamek doesn't really like his own race but he's not too fond of any race really."
"But he'll help us?" I asked hoping he would say something like; "of course!"
"I hope so. Turn in here, it's the next alley." I kept my eyes forward as the strange people tried to talk to me on the outside.
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Blood & Chocolate
Vampire"Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for thy love is better than wine." *Songs of Solomon 1:2* I thought I knew what this meant, I thought I was a good Christian boy but I was wrong. Deeply wrong in a world...
