Behind |First book in The Risen Saga|

Chapter twenty three

* By the way, this is for Friday and I will post for every day this week, sorry I just put it off a lot this weekend but ya. Enjoy!*

"No, you're not real. You're not here. You're dead!" I screamed into my mind, none of this is real, I thought. I'm imagining things. I wanted to get out of my mind, go back to normal. Why was this happening to me? 

"Ava! Don't listen to him. I'm real, Ava. It's me Tyson, I'm real," Tyson's voice filled my head once again but louder and more urgent. My whole being wanted to listen to it but my fathers voice was a part of me too. Like my veins and I needed to listen like the voice was pulling at me.

"Don't leave yet, Ava," my fathers voice darkened. I felt the need to be away from the voice but I couldn't bring myself to leave. I hadn't seen my father in almost seven years and I sometimes just wanted to have him hold me as I cried into his chest but some part of me told me I could never do that again. 

"You're not real though," I whispered into my mind, doubt in my voice. I wanted to believe that it was real but I couldn't believe something that was inside my head. It was scarier than what was real. 

"Ava, listen to me!" Tyson yelled again, "I love you, Ava and you love me. So come back to me. Fight the voices and your demons for me, Ava. I need you. We need you," he said. That tore at my heart. We was my mom and grandma I was guessing since I didn't have anybody else.

"You have me, Ava," My fathers voice said. Right then, it settled it, he wasn't real. He wouldn't be able to read my mind and Tyson wasn't doing that. I needed to let go and move on. 

"I'm sorry, Daddy," I cried out, "How do I leave Tyson?" Silence. Where did he go? Or was he even there in the first place? "Tyson?"

"I'm here, Ava!" I heard him, "I just don't know how to get you out," I thought about it for a minute. My grandmother always said that when you destroy the obvious evil you can destroy the hidden. The obvious evil right now was...my father. 

"Come and get me if you want me to stay here!" I yelled into the darkness and suddenly it felt like I was in a dark room and I could move again the only thing was it was still pitch black but I knew I wasn't alone. 

"I'm right here, Ava," The demonic voice said and I whirled around only to be met by a set of red eyes. The eyes were floating in a dark mist that was somehow darker than the darkness around it. It smiled and showed row upon row of teeth. 

I looked at it straight in the eye, leaned in and whispered, "Satanas potest non mihi, sed et cras sit nunc aliam fabulam, inquam pulchrum atque," its expression changed and it bared its teeth in anger and then it screamed.

It screamed like it was just for fun but it was filled with so much anger and a horrible darkness that I stumbled backwards, "See you soon," I said and lifted my hands and it burst into flames in front of me, screaming cries of revenge but the last word it said was 'soon'. 

Tyson

Ava's mind was chaos. She clearly didn't understand it and he sure as hell didn't. He always thought Ava was a girl with a set path a mindset that knew where she was going even if she didn't plan it to be college. Tyson wondered if there was a college for the supernatural. 

No. He needed to stay focused. 

Tyson was inside her mind but he couldn't find her he was just wondering in forever darkness, calling out to her. But he wasn't the only thing with her. He could sense a darkness that, if he were in his wolf form, would stand his hairs on end. He felt a fierce instinct of protection to her but she had suddenly gone silent after he had told her he didn't know what to do.