Martha's hands push me to the ground, making me fall. "Duck!" She whisper yells at me but I am too confused to understand what is happening. My hands crowd over my skull like a shield in a way that I could see nothing but beneath me.
I feel a weirdly familiar blow of air slapping me and as if on cue, I raise my head and freeze to my position. Martha is watching something past me with a confused frown on her face and her eyes have turned hazel.
Daring.
In a matter of seconds, her confused innocent frown turned deeper into something caused by anger. When I try to spin my neck back to see who is she looking at, my body feels stubbornly fixated to its position. A knowing shiver runs down my spine.
Shit. Martha has manipulated time.
Her hands hurriedly run all around her waist searching for wherever she had kept her revolver. In a second, her arms fling out in position that I had taught her to use whenever she holds a gun. There are four continuous shots and by the look on her face, I can tell she has missed all of them. Worry swells all over my body. I have to get up before she misses another shot.
"Martha!" I try to speak but my voice doesn't leave my mouth and then I see something almost as scary and bad as Martha manipulating time. I watch her throw her hands and channel a light of energy flowing just right above my head like water. I can't breathe.
She gasped at her own hands and the light that she almost just threw on me in surprise. I am too numb to even react when something brushes past me and I see a tall figure marching towards Martha. Her face hardens with confusion as well as anger, her eyes moving amusingly this way and that in the lack of knowledge.
Her hands holds his as he tries to resist her power. I see his mouth move and Martha stops struggling. She lowers her eyes slowly and that is when I see Lila and Chloe running to the scene. I fight the numbness in vain and as expected, left to freeze I watch their lips move silently. Why the fuck can't I move?
Lila says something and turns to me and in a second, Martha closes her eyes and I fall back, trembling. "Austin? Are you okay?" I hear someone say.
"The fuck was that about?" I looked at Martha and her eyes mirrored the same confusion as mine.
"We need to get out of here. Now." Chloe spits and we run towards the car.
"Who was that?" I demand as I throw myself on the driver's seat. "What is going on?"
"That was Hermes. He had a message from the Gods." Lila closes her eyes with a sigh.
"And what might that be?"
"That if Martha doesn't do something about the power she had created, they will kill her." Chloe lets out a shaky breath and my heart stops beating momentarily.
"What?" Martha and I exclaim at the same time.
"Martha, sweetie..it is okay. You don't need to worry-" Lila starts but Martha cuts her off.
"It isn't. Some guy just attacked us and told us that I was creating an offence. Not to mention that I did those things with my hands and, made him and Austin fall. Something is wrong with me, isn't it? What's with these Gods? What is happening?" She says in sheer panic and I try to focus on my driving.
"Martha, you need to calm down to understand this." Lila raises her voice just a little bit and the car falls silent. "You are the demigod of death." Lila says and Martha looks blankly at her.
"You are the ancient Greek Goddess, our sister and an immortal. You are the Fate. You sacrificed your life last month to save Austin's life." Lila says and with each sentence, I watch Martha's mouth dropping innocently as if someone had just told her that they will not let her play with them. "But we revived you because we had the power to do so and because we needed you."

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We Bent Fate
Paranormal*A SEQUEL OF "What if Our Life Threads Bind?" * *2nd book in the LIFE THREADS series* (FIRST DRAFT) *** Martha gets stolen from the underworld in the supervision of Hades and his subordinates. Hades suspects that she is taken back to the living wor...