Chapter 21
Miaka’s P.O.V
“W-what?” I hated that my voice broke, but my mind wasn’t in the right place at the moment.
“Hades and Suzaku might both be Gods, but they are polar opposites of each other.” Kaleb explained. “Hades is the God of demons and Suzaku the Beast God of fire. So if you were made from their essence…that should make you half-demon…half-angel.”
“That’s nonsense!” I said defensively. “I’m a full demon.”
“Are you, Miaka?” Kaleb came to kneel on the floor in front of me, while I sat frozen in place.
“You thought I would use it against you?” He looked up into my eyes, entrapping me with those gorgeous eyes of his. “I’m not your enemy.”
“Every single person I know is a potential enemy, Kaleb.” I told him the truth I was to live with for the rest of my life. “I will never not have enemies.”
His eyes turned a shade darker, almost like they were completely amethyst and not a mix of colors. For a fraction of a second, I was reminded of my brother’s wife, Sanaya, who had been trapped in Shadowland and had found a helper with amethyst eyes in that dimension filled with darkness. But I shook that thought out of my head instantly.
Kaleb was human and he had no trace of supernatural in him. Then why was I thinking about a person I had never even met.
Sanaya never said he was supernatural…
My conscience warned me, but what I thought was impossible. How would someone from Shadowland even be here? Their portals are very, very rare to come by and can only be accessed by very few people in the world.
“How do you live like that? If you can never trust anyone?”
His question caught me off-guard, but I knew he wouldn’t understand me, because it was a reality only I liked in.
“How are you so calm about all this?” I asked him instead. “Our world was divided because of hybrids. Why aren’t you running?”
“If you were to harm me or any other person, you would’ve done so a long time ago.” Kaleb gave me a lopsided smile. “You’re the opposite. You save people, you help the weak. And since you trusted me with one of your biggest secrets…I want to do the same.”
I frowned as he started to pull back the sleeves of his black T-shirt. At first I didn’t understand what he was showing me, but then he brought his hand closer to me, and I saw it.
Dark veins that ran from his wrist and went inward, forming a spider-web like structure. The colour was so faint that it was barely recognizable, but I think for a fraction of a second…I saw them get darker, bigger, before they almost disappeared from sight.
“What was that?” I took his hand in mine, tracing the now blue-looking vein with my fingers, but nothing happened. It was simply gone.
“I wish I could tell you.” He shook his head. “But I have no idea.”
He got up from the floor and took a seat on the bed next to me. “It started appearing the same time by sister got sick. I’m not that serious, so I don’t need medication or anything yet, but Tyanna just got worse day by day until I had to admit her on life support.”
“So…you too?” He could get sick any moment and could end up on life-support as well.
Now I understood the full length of his desperation to help the League and to help me. “You thought they would be able to help you find a cure. What the League was doing might have gone against your morals but you were desperate to help your sister and yourself.” I told him what my theory was and he nodded in confirmation.
“I didn’t want to die.”
“Does anyone?” I shrugged. “That’s why they are using tech to create immortals. I just wished they understood what they were trying to do. Creating immortals is not an option. Nature created balance between the species until the hybrids were created and then the world was thrown into chaos. What they are doing…might just cause another chaos.”
“That’s why I told you about the child, because I just couldn’t look away anymore.” He ran and hand down his face. “The kid was the same age as Tyanna…”
“There’s something that’s been bothering me,” I frowned. “If the people who called you last night only asked you for the boy’s disappearance…then who asked you to bring me to that abandoned warehouse?”
“I thought that was weird as well, but I guess it was someone else,” he sighed. “Someone on the inside who had access to their phone.”
“Someone else?” I frowned. “Someone who knew what really happened that night?”
Kaleb nodded. “If that’s the case…then I’m guessing it was either Derek who was pretending to be his master when he called…or-”
“Someone else was there at the sight.” I shook my head instantly. “I have no idea if that was even possible. When I went back inside the warehouse, I had already sent all the victims to recovery camps and checked the area for heartbeats. There was nothing outside the building.”
“What about inside?” Kaleb questioned. “Before the kid was brought in, I had no idea there even was a secret compartment in the basement.”
“I set the entire warehouse on fire.” I shrugged. “If there was anyone inside, they’d have been fried crispy, unless-”
My eyes widened in realization as I looked toward Kaleb, saw him mirror my reaction.
“They were immortal.” We said at the same time.
We might have a traitor in our midst.
I remembered the conversation I had with Kathy and Al in the lab only a couple days ago. About how Kaleb and a bunch of other people didn’t even have registered names on the country list until two years ago.
If an immortal was indeed helping them with Intel, it would be almost impossible to pinpoint who exactly had been at the spot.
But I could deduce all that I knew about the immortals who could have gone against me, and the list was endless, late. Right now, I had to deal with a very stubborn man who had some kind of grudge against mages.
“You’re coming with me,” I got up from the bed and held out my hand. “My friend is a healer mage and if you so much a say a beep, I will knock you out and drag your ass there myself!”
“Miaka, I told you how I felt ab-”
“Yes and I had heard you until now because I had no clue just how serious the issue was.” I warned. “You have two options left. Come with me willingly or I drag you there unconscious.”
Kaleb looked up at me with narrowed eyes filled with betrayal. Well, I didn’t quiet give him an option.
