Lucifer's Daughter

Chapter 2- Maeva

🎧: Half Believing by The Black Angels

Chapter 2- Maeva

Leaving the old woman behind me, I went on to find the orphanage's booth. Usually, all the organizations and foundations have booths to raise money and with the money they raise, they donate to our neighboring retirement home and poor people. "Thana!" I heard a voice calling and I looked behind me to find Sister Elizabeth. I made my way to her and hugged her. "I need you to take my place here, dearie. They need me back at the orphanage." She informed me and I nodded. "Your birthday surprise is under the counter. Take a break after an hour or so." Sister Elizabeth said again. "Thank you, sister." I replied with a warm smile. She hastily grabbed her coat and purse, leaving.

I slowly sat on the chair behind the counter. The booth was the basic ring toss, it was filled with stuffed animals and prizes coated in a dark blue and white color theme. It was amazing! The scouts really did an amazing job at setting up this year. I was disturbed from my thoughts by an old man. "Good afternoon, Miss. My grandson would like a turn." He told me. "Sure thing, sir. Two dollars, please." I replied as he gave me the amount I asked for. I grabbed three rings and gave them to the blue-eyed blonde child. "Good luck!" I said and he grinned from ear to ear. The kid only got one ring in. "I'm so sorry. Maybe you'll have better luck in getting a bear next time?" I told him sincerely and his face fell into a frown. "But for now, you can get lollipops! Even better!" I consoled him and the smile crept back on to his lips. I laughed as I bid him goodbye.

Many people participated in the booth and an hour flew by so fast. I put a closed sign on the counter and decided to take a stroll but before I exited, I reached for the birthday present sister Elizabeth had left for me. It was small and cubed. I removed the wrapping paper to be met with a deep blue velvet box. I opened the box slowly and my eyes stilled on the magnificent necklace encrusted with blood red rubies. It looks like the devil's pitchfork in a type of way... That's an odd gift from a freaking nun. I shrugged. I then felt a paper under the box. The writing was cursive and the letter looked extremely old. The first words made my eyes widen.

'Dear Daughter,

I apologize deeply for leaving you at such a young age. I was obliged to for your own safety. You might not understand the gravity of the situation now, but you will soon. I will get you back my daughter, my weakness... Expect me soon. Happy 16th birthday. You could say this gift is a family heirloom that holds infinite and divine power.

With love,
Your father.'

A tear dropped from my eyes so I reached for the necklace and put it on. Would I ever be able to forgive my father? If he ever even shows up. Is he even still alive? All of these questions raced my mind. I felt like I needed air. My lungs were on fire. I ran outside.

The air was thick and my soul was heavy. After all these years... He could come back. What if he's abusive? What if he's bad? What if he's someone I wouldn't like? I swear the voices in my head wouldn't shut up. It's getting harder to breathe. I ran even more until I found a deserted bench by a deep red tent covered in stars.

I sat down and calmed my ragged breath and frantic heartbeats. "Hey. Are you okay?" A voice that belonged to a girl my age said. "I'm fine." My barely audible voice uttered. I looked up to meet the most striking color of purple in her eyes, she had a brown complexion and a smooth looking face. Is having purple eyes even possible? " It is possible, it's just very rare." She replied with a warm laugh. "Shit. Did I say that out loud?!" I inquired. "No you didn't. I can read minds." She said in serious tone but I wouldn't believe her. "Ah Sure..." I trailed off. "I know you don't believe me, but I am psychic. Would you like to try?" She asked while staring at me intently. "Come on." She pressed further and pointed to the tent. I mustered up the courage and stood up. I walked in front of her and she followed me.

We entered the tent, and I was met by multiple colors. There was an orange couch, red table and purple drapes. The tent smelled of leather, incense and Oudh. The terrific smell invaded my senses and calmed my nerves. "Sit down." She motioned for me to sit on a red chair. "My name is Maeva and I will be revealing the foundations and pillars of your life using this deck of cards." She explained.

A deck of roughly 20-22 cards was spread out in front of me. They had beautiful patterns on the back. "I will ask you to pick a card 4 times and each time I will be revealing what every card means." She explained. "Pick a card." She then added.

The card in the middle appealed to me. I picked it. She opened the card and it revealed a boyish looking man standing on top of a rock, wearing a lime-green- dress-looking-thing and a dog tugging at his yellow boots. "Ah, The Fool. The Fool is a tremendously powerful card in this deck. It represents commending change and an end to something in your old life, much like a new beginning. The Fool resembles important decisions ahead which may not be easy to make, and involve an element of risk for you." She explained and I just stared at her. Could this be true?

I picked another card and she turned it once more. A woman lay on the card. She is standing over what seemed to be a pond while pouring water in it by the means of a jug. A large yellow star hung over her head and smaller white stars surrounded it. "The Star. The Star's presence professes a period of renewal for you. This renewal is both spiritual and physical in your case. It is a light in the darkness, illuminating your future and your past. Though remember, this light may not bring out what you wish to see." She warned and I sat there stunned. I held the necklace and closed my eyes. They fluttered open and I picked another card.

"My Goodness! The Tower. Dark and unease, the Tower is the representation of chaos and conflict. Disaster will be caused by the yet unknown and traumatic events that will unfold. The Tower involves tragedy, you must decide how you will face it." Her purple eyes glimmered and fear was evident in her eyes. "Stop for a second. You know more than this. I feel it. You know exactly what's going to happen. Why aren't you telling me?!" I queried. "What are you speaking of? Do you feel unwell?" She tried to throw me off the subject. "I'm peachy." I retorted rolling my eyes. " TELL ME!" I roared with power I didn't even know I had. "It is not my place to tell you. I am not given that kind of authority." She said in the most serene way possible. "How can you be this calm?" I questioned. "I respect the superior." She lowered her head. "How am I superior?!" I retorted. She stayed silent. "You still have one more card." She said. "Screw it." I snapped and turned my back to leave. She held my arm. "One more card." She pleaded. "Fine." I replied bitterly and walked to the table then picked a card. She slowly turned it. "Death." She whispered. She didn't need to explain. We both knew what it meant.

Loss. Change. Destruction.