The Hybrid Legacy Part II (Sequel to the Baile Series)

Chapter 10 The True Fate

Alana

I held Fiona's hand tight, attempting to somehow transfer strength as we laid Sinead to rest.

"Alana."

I looked up as Jade approached.

"I'll be a moment." I told Fiona, who nodded solemnly in understanding. I left Fiona at the plot to meet Jade halfway.

"I'm sorry for your loss." Jade wore a stark white pantsuit, the traditional colour of mourning for the Vampiric and Kitsune imbued family. "She was taken too soon."

"Yes." I agreed, my voice sounding hollow to my own ears. "But she is at rest now and we must focus on those who still live."

Jade looked at me like every elder did to a child they felt pity toward. "How are they?"

"You mean Kenzie." I corrected, attune and aware to everything that had transpired before my cousins were snatched from the human realm. That and it had always been awkwardly obvious what Kenzie felt towards her best friend.

Jade had the right to look remorseful. "I hated that we parted the way we did. I should have been supportive and I let her down."

"There is a way to make it up to her." I looked about the quaint Uisneach cemetery, catching the eyes of Boyd, Cassidy and Coco as they approached. "My sisters and I initiated an escape once before and we're inclined to believe that we can do it again."

"I'm in." Jade smiled, now seeing I had a plan in place.

My phone started to ring unexpectedly and I fished it out of my jeans to see it was my father.

"Dad?" I answered my phone with a question, unprepared to tell him where his daughters had gone and the trouble they had found themselves in.

"Alana, you need to come home, now." His voice quaked in worry.

"Okay." I hung up.

"What's going on?" Kassidy asked.

"I need to go home first." I answered.

"We'll come with you." Coco declared.

I nodded in thanks, glad that my remaining sister and I would have support confronting our parents. We made the short trip to the nearest portal, travelling to my home back in Scotland.

My house looked unchanged, the same white paint contrasting with the deep greens and sparks of bright flowers in the well kept front yard. But the magic that ran deep in my veins alerted me that not everything was as perfect as it seemed within and than the problem lied with our mother.

Fiona led the way inside without knocking. There was a moment of complete silence before I decided to call out.

"Dad?" I started walking towards my parent's room.

"Alana." He emerged from his room, dark bags under his eyes and wearing an old t-shirt. "Fiona." He held out his arms and we leapt into them. I buried my face into his shirt, a few tears slipping from my eyes and down my cheek. Fiona and I had had plenty of time to mourn our beloved sister and sure it was tough, but us Banshees were no strangers to death-even in our youth.

"Sinead." I breathed.

"I know; your mother sensed it." He let us go, finally noticing our friends over our shoulders. "Could you please give us a moment?"

"Sure." Jade agreed on everyone's behalf before exiting our house with them.

Fiona and I were gently guided into our parent's bedroom. Our mother didn't look to had of moved since our leaving, lying like a twisted, icy version of Sleeping Beauty with her stark white hair and translucent skin.

"Mum." I took Fiona's hand to creep closer.

"My girls." Our mother turned her head to look at us with milky eyes. She held out her hand limply and we took it. "This isn't your fight." She spoke softly.

"Our family is in trouble. Our cousins and aunty and uncle." I reminded.

"My time is limited and I need you to know that this is not your fight, your fight will come sooner than you may think."

"You can't leave us." Tears welled in my eyes.

She smiled. "You nearly have all my power within you and then you will need it for what is coming."

Tears stained my cheeks as I realised that she had been freely giving us her magic, her life force since our birth.

"We love you." Fiona squeezed our mother's hand tighter.

"I love you too, both of you." She squeezed our hands in return and a surge of power and energy flooded into us. My eyes and mouth snapped open uncontrollably, the fate of the human world and all those connected to it passing by in a clear vision for my sister and I. Dark days were fast approaching. The humans would fall and the Shapeshifters would rise.