Legacies Of The Originals

Chapter 11

Damiana POV

I wanted to stop by Aethers, see how shes doing since I haven't seen her at school in a couple days. I take my time walking up the steps, the last time I saw her she was screaming at us, so I didn't want to set her off. I hope she's okay, she has seemed more irritable lately.  I knock on the door a little before letting myself in,  which isn't unusual we all did that to each other. But as soon as I walked in I wish I hadn't, there in the living room now stand Lazarus, but hes not wearing a long sleeve like usual, instead hes completely shirtless. He makes direct eye contact with me before lunging my way. I quickly turn the other way bolting out the door to my car.

Luckily I make it to my car and have the doors locked and the key in the egnition as soon as he's outside my door. I'm speeding off, knowing I was not supposed to see what I just saw. I drive around for a while making sure he isn't following me, or that he's lost me before I drive to Amaya's. This time I make sure to call before getting out of my car. I ask her to meet me at my car door before I get out, and to bring Tala incase Lazarus did somehow follow me.

"Damiana, whats wrong? You seemed panicked." I nod before ushering her in the house.

"I fucked up." She seems surprised, probably because I'm not one to cuss but saying it made me feel a little better. "I went to Aethers, wanting to check on her, and I walked in like we normally do and I saw Lazarus...." I trail off, not sure what to say.

"Naked...?" Amaya's attempt to fill in the blanks made me laugh a little.

"I wish, no I saw his arms." She raises both her eyebrows at me.

"His arms? Why are you so freaked out about his arms?" I sign, realizing I just have to spit it out.

"He had full sleeves on both of them, in deep black ink. There were flames like my visions but there wasn't any humans there were devils instead. Not only that he had dark magic ruins and satanic symbols tattooed within all of this." Amaya runs her hands over her face.

"You were not supposed to see that, Damiana. He's probably after you now. Fuck what are we gonna do?" She's pacing in front of her coffee table now, rubbing her fingers along her temple. 

"Who knows, but I wanted to let somebody know before I mysteriously go missing." Amaya glares at me as she continues to pace. 

"Fuck, I don't know what to do." She sits back down sighing. Leaning back I agree, what a situation I got myself into.

Kaida POV

I have decided I really like Azazel, and he finally started going to school again! I didn't even realize how much I had missed him until he came back. The second i saw him a smile instantly made its way on my face, it was almost uncontrollable. 

I was afraid he was going to be weird, since I said no to his kiss but he walked up to me and gave me a little hug. We had a short conversation but he seemed distracted most of it. I did ask him where he had been but he brushed it off, changing the conversation quickly. Makes me worry honestly.  

But I can't blame him for being distracted, I have been spacing off more and more recently, my families curse taking up most of my thinking. I discovered it a few days ago and I still no nothing, there is very little information on it in my Grandpa's book of shadows so I'm hoping to find other clues around the house. That was my plan for this afternoon anyways, to search the library, which would take all night but I'm begging for answers. All I know is that it only effects certain generations and from what I've read it seems I'm going to be effected by the curse. The issue is that I have no idea what the curse actually is so that's my main goal, than trying to break the curse of course. 

School goes by quickly, and I don;t even stop to talk to the girls before rushing home. Mango, my crested gecko, is hanging out in his steam room, perched on a tree branch when I walk in, which reminds me I need to feed him. I give him a couple meal worms with his supplements and then rush off to the library. 

Most of the books in here are categorized by family member, so I start with the obvious, my Grandfathers section. He by far has the most books, he had children much later than most so he could focus on the families magic more before continuing the blood line. He was a dedicated man, but sometimes that made him a shitty parent so I've been told. Mostly because he was dedicated to his work. 

I take out book after book, taking my time to read through them, looking for anything unusual. Things like notes, different colored ink, different handwriting were all things I made sure to pay attention too. 

A few things in a couple books caught my eye so I made sure to sticky note them and put the books aside on the desk. But when I went back to look at them it was mostly spell corrections. 

Finally, after hours of searching and the sun finally setting I find something. The book was so thin I nearly missed it, couldn't be more than ten pages, but all the pages were filled with writing. As I begin to read the little journal I realized I've found what I'm looking for, something on the curse.

This little journal starts off explaining the history of the curse, and how it came to be. How we actually had family members that tried to use black magic to become the strongest family and how it backfired on them. 

As I continue to read on I realize just how dangerous and old this curse actually is. Every ten generations is effected by this curse, and the curse is once you turn nineteen you die. Plain and simple. How you die isn't stated in the book but if this happens on my nineteenth birthday that means I only have a year and a half to figure out how to break the curse. Or I have to get pregnant and have a baby before then so the family line isn't broken. I personally prefer option one, breaking the curse. 

My head spins as I try to take in more information, making it hard to concentrate. I decide I've done enough today and if I just put everything away than I can go to sleep. It'll make me more refreshed for tomorrow, then I can focus on really deep reading the tiny journal, maybe than I can start my own journal as I try to think of ways to break the curse.

I lay my head down on the cool wood of the large desk that sits in the center of the library, but decide it's best that I just get up and start putting things back. I mark the last book I looked at, in case I want to keep looking for more answers. But then I bring the little journal up to my room and put it with my book of shadows. Showering quickly and then checking on Mango, I'm finally ready for bed. My eyes ache, probably from reading all that tiny print, even closing them doesn't sooth the ache. 

Tossing and turning for what feels like ages, attempting to settle my wandering mind, between Azazel and the new journal I discovered I don't see myself sleeping well tonight. Sighing I flip back over, staring our my window into the night sky. It really is a beautiful thing, nature that is. It leads me down a spiral of thoughts that end with, I could die in the next year and a half. I'm not ready for that, I would have barely began my life at that point, I would barely be an adult. 

I shake my head, deciding its not a good idea to dwell, but its difficult not to. I find my thoughts drifting back to that one over and over again, no matter how hard I try not to. I grunt slightly, annoyed with myself especially since I am tired, I so badly want to go to sleep. But my minds to occupied with all the new things it has discovered, its practically a ping pong ball moving from one topic to the next and it can't shut up. 

To distract myself I start labeling things I see out side, like the green trees, or the bright stars, and as I continue to do this I can feel my eyes start to get heavy. My breathing starting to even and slow as I slowly drift off into a deep dream filled sleep.