Part one of The Revelations Chronicles
Dark and mysterious, Min Yoongi is an enigma. Bad news, in other words. Exactly the kind of preternatural being that Brianna Smith knows she should steer clear of. She doesn't need to be a Seer to know that.
Bu...
Fear. It creeps through Agathe's senses, curling in tendrils along her spine and leaving her breathless. She holds a trembling boy in her arms, attempting to soothe him with equally shaky fingers.
His mother lays slumped against the floor, unconscious, but not dead. She'd failed to save the boy from her vision, but she refuses to allow that to stop her from doing what she can. The skin on her hands and knees is shredded, bleeding and raw. She'd crawled her way through what'd felt like an eternity of debris and smoke to rescue the child in her lap. And though it stings the palm of her hand, and leaves vivid, bloody streaks in the child's dark curls, she continues to run a soothing hand through his hair.
Through the gaping holes in the walls she can see it every time a reaper passes. A whimper rises in her throat, but she pushes it down, clamping a hand to her mouth to stifle the sound. They must be quiet. They must stay hidden.
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When Brianna awakens, she is sweating so profusely that her sheets stick sickeningly to her skin. The reaper, however, is still sound asleep on her couch. She takes in the sound of his soft snores, and wills herself to remember that it was just a dream.
A dream that is a memory of a time long ago. It can't touch her now.
With a sigh, she swings her legs around and out of her bed. There's no way she's getting back to sleep at this point, so she might as well get up and check on the guys.
Seokjin has magicked the storage room into an extra bedroom for the duration of his stay, though he assures her that by day it will retain it's true appearance. By his explanation, the charm will only trigger at night, and once he wakes up everything will go back to normal.
On some small level, she envies the Ifrit. The ability to manipulate reality itself is truly convenient, unlike her absent visions and current inability to cast even the most basic of illusions. For the first time in her immortal existence, she feels normal. Human, even.
And she finds it just so damn funny, because once upon a time, she would have killed to be normal.
The soft pad of her feet against the hardwood causes Yoongi to stir lightly in his sleep as she passes, but he doesn't awaken. Despite herself, she stops to admire his sleeping form.
He's beautiful.
His soft, cherubic face is relaxed in his sleep and his lips are partially parted. Occasionally, his eyelids move about, clearly indicating that he has reached his r.e.m cycle. The flutter of his dark lashes against his pale cheeks is an enchanting sight to behold. In this state, Brianna could almost believe that he is innocent and harmless.
But she knows better.
Min Yoongi is dangerous, and if she's smart, she'll not entertain any ideas. It's just too bad that her brain and her heart don't seem to be on the same wavelength.
