There would be a gathering at Jack’s uncle Mike’s house in a little while. My parents wanted to drop me off at Lucy’s house—her parents had decided she didn’t need to come to Jack’s funeral, and Emma was with her—but I insisted that I wanted to go. I knew that Milo and Wes would be there, and I thought I was just as old and mature as they were, so my parents gave in.
We were about halfway across the field when my mom got a text. “Cadence is riding with Aaron,” my mom said, looking a little worried as she glanced over my head at my dad.
“Okay,” he said. I got the impression whatever it was my mom was concerned about, my dad didn’t get it.
I could see Cadence getting into the Lamborghini in front of us and silently wondered what it would be like to ride in that car. I wondered if I’d ever know….
We went home for a bit because we wanted to give Mike’s family some time
“I hate funerals, too. Hopefully, we won't have any more for a while." Cadence ran a hand through her hair and turned to survey the room. Elliott was over with her friends now, talking, and they looked like they were having a nice conversation. I saw a flicker of what looked like jealousy cross my sister’s face. I felt it, too. She shrugged it off. "Mom said you guys were leaving pretty soon, too.”“That’s good. I wish I could just ride back with you." I was ready to leave.Cadence frowned. "I'm sorry, Cass. But Elliott drove Aaron's Lamborghini, and it's just a two-seater."Before I could say anything, Milo chimed in, "Lamborghini? That's so cool."I couldn’t help but feel disappointed—and trapped. “Okay,” I said, staring at the toes of my shoes.My sister exhaled loudly. "Wait a second.” She touched me lightly on the arm and then went over to talk to Elliott. He shrugged, and then she ap
I must’ve drifted off because when a noise by the window caught my attention, I opened my eyes to a dark room. Startled, I sat up and probably would’ve wet my pants if I hadn’t realized the large frame by the window had to be Elliott’s. I mumbled one of the words my dad says when he hurts himself fixing something around the house, a level three cursie, and flipped the lights on. “What are you doing here?”“Sorry, lil girl,” he said, making himself comfortable on the foot of my bed. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”“Perhaps next time you try the door then?”He laughed at me. “I didn’t think your parents needed to know I was here.”That made sense. They didn’t. Especially if this meant he’d come to answer questions. “Where did Cadence go?”“To one of her friend’s houses.” He adjusted on the bed, bouncing me up into the
Ah, December! The time of year when everything smells like mint or chocolate, sometimes both, you can’t get that annoying version of “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” out of your head (and let’s face it, which version of “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” isn’t annoying?), and everyone has a crazed look in their eyes like they’re trying to be happy despite the fact that you know if they remember that they’ve forgotten just one more person they needed to buy a present for, or one more social event they neglected to put on their calendar, they’re going to end up in an asylum somewhere muttering about “crack-nutters” and “rotten fruitcake” for the next few months until spring hits, and we can all escape from the doldrums. It really is the most wonderful time of the year isn’t it?Actually, I’ve always liked Christmas for the most part. I’m only fifteen so I don&rs
Now, I feel really horrible that Lucy and Emma are in the dark. I really want to remind them of everything that we’ve discovered, like that one of Cadence’s coworkers is almost a hundred and fifty years old, though he doesn’t look a day past twenty-five, and my new pal Elliott is seventy-five but looks twenty-seven. We had some solid proof that vampires are real, and I did manage to save a copy of that video from Montana Mama, but Elliott made me promise not to tell my girls, and I’m torn about it. I feel like I owe him since at least he didn’t erase my memory again. But how can I talk to Lucy and Emma and not let them know what’s up? It’s just an awful situation to be in, and I hate it.I also hate that Jack’s dead—at least I assume he’s dead. My sister slipped up and mentioned that his body had been missing for a little while, and it made me wonder if he actually transformed into a vampire. But his parents spread h
Wow—my mom was being particularly harsh to my sister on the phone. I was relieved when my own phone rang, and that she heard. Mom turned and looked at me. “I’ve got to go. Have a nice time.” She disconnected the call and let out a deep breath. “How long have you been standing there, Cassidy?”I didn’t answer my phone because it was Lucy, probably wondering if I died while she was waiting for me to call her back. In light of what had been happening around town recently, you might think that’s a little harsh, but it’s true. Lucy would’ve asked that. “Long enough,” I admitted. “I tried to let you know I was here, but you seemed busy.”Mom let out a sigh. “Your sister isn’t planning on coming home for Christmas.”I know my eyebrows shot up so high they probably ended up on the back of my head. “Not at all?”Her shoulders hunched. “I
“Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” was a force to be reckoned with. It followed me in from Lucy’s mom’s SUV, and now it was making my orange chicken taste a little sour. Lucy didn’t seem to mind, though, as her head bopped back and forth to the tune, and she manipulated her chopsticks like she’d been using them her whole life. I preferred a fork, and right now, I was contemplating shoving it into my eye. This song needed to stop.“I hope my mom didn’t get lost,” Lucy giggled. “Either that, or she accidentally stumbled into Sephora on her way to the car.” Mrs. Burk, who never seemed to eat anything, had given us some money for lunch and said she’d be back later under the guise of taking the bags to the car, though I agreed with Luce; she was probably shopping again by now.“So… how’s your sister?” Lucy asked, taking a slurp of her pop. “When will she be home?&rd
“You really do need to tell me what’s up with that,” I said, gathering up my trash and placing it on top of my mostly empty plate.Lucy took my tray like she was the waitress and stepped over to dump it into a nearby trash can before she returned to the table. Now that Liam was gone, and without her mother in sight, she sat back down. “I just don’t like him,” she replied with a shrug, pulling her phone out of her pocket.I knew Lucy well enough to know that there was more to it than she was letting on, but I didn’t question her further. Regardless of what Liam had just said about me, Lucy was gorgeous. She has long, dark-blonde hair that flows past her waist and bright blue eyes. She complains that her nose is too small, but I think it’s perfect. He could’ve just as easily have been talking about her being the prettiest girl in the mall.“Em said she wishes she would’ve come with us. Her dad is tr
We went to church on Christmas Eve like we have every year for as long as I can remember, but my mom was solemn the entire time, and I couldn’t really blame her. Even though I hoped my sister was having a good time on her date, I also missed her desperately. There was something missing when Cadence wasn’t there, not just on the outside, but on the inside as well. It was as if part of my heart had been stolen away from me. I tried not to think of the dangers she might be in, the threats that might come up against her because of her new situation, and focus instead on how happy she seemed to be, whatever she was these days.I’d wrapped the gift I’d purchased for Elliott but didn’t bother to put it under the Christmas tree. He wasn’t coming for Christmas either, obviously, if my sister wasn’t even going to make it home. I slipped it onto the top shelf of my closet, thinking he might show up sometime, sooner or later. He had sent me a tex
Cadence was glowing, holding both of her babies, one in each arm. I smiled at her and then focused on Josephina. She wasn’t crying now, but her little face was wrinkled as if she might burst into tears at any moment. Aaron had his hand on her back, beaming with pride as he looked at his little family. Jamie and another Healer, Ona, were cleaning up a tray table, but I caught his eye, and he winked at me. I hoped he could tell how grateful I was. If it wasn’t for him and his life saving blue magical healing powers, not to mention his medical skills, Cadence never would’ve come back to life.“Where’s my new favorite lil girl?” Elliott asked beside me.“Hey! I’m your lil girl. You’re going to have to think of something else to call her.” I threw an elbow at him.“Oh, I’m just teasing,” Elliott assured me. “Still, she is definitely lil. And she is my girl.”“I&rsqu
I’ll never forget the day my sister died. Even now, eight months later, sitting outside of Jamie’s operating room with Brandon’s hand in mine, every time I think about what happened that day, I get tears in my eyes. So many things could’ve gone differently, if only one of us would’ve made a different choice. I’ve spent a lot of time reflecting on what I could’ve done differently myself that day, and even though everyone tells me there’s no point in dwelling on it, what’s done is done, it still haunts me sometimes when I’m trying to fall asleep at night, when I can so vividly see Cadence hanging there in the air before she plummeted to the ground, the whoosh of power that left my hand just missing its mark.The new Hunter Leader is a guy named Daniel Bower. He came in from California a few months ago. He’s awesome. I’ve known him for a while. He’s the one who helped capture Professor Stewart after th
I continued to beg and plead with her to come back to us. At fifteen minutes, Scarlet’s whispers were loud enough for me to detect what she was saying to Cale. “How long will he give it?”“I don’t know.” Cale seemed agitated and upset, certainly more connected to my sister than Scarlet. “Not yet.”“Please... Cadey, please.” I felt as far and as deep as I could, thinking about how I’d had to go so very far into her brain to plant that dream. The clock continued to tick. Cadence still wasn’t breathing, and Jamie began to sound desperate. At twenty-five minutes, when Jamie said “thirty,” his voice broke. He knew that the chances of her coming back to us now, after this long, were minute at best. He couldn’t give up, though. We couldn’t give up.Aaron blew two breaths of air into my sister’s lungs, and Jamie started counting again.Something was diff
After Aaron finally moved forward, I followed, staying back a little bit. I didn’t want to see her like that. I had never seen a person’s body after they’ve fallen that far, but I could imagine what it was like.Only when I finally did take a few hesitant steps around the trees, Brandon’s hands on my shoulders, she didn’t look like I expected her to at all.Cadence was lying flat on the ground with her hands folded over her abdomen, sort of like Snow White. Her feet were out straight, and her hair was blown out around her. She looked absolutely beautiful. And still. So very, very still.Jamie was doing chest compressions, and when it was time to breathe, Aaron did that for my sister. Some sort of automatic pilot must’ve turned on for him because his movements were very robotic. Jamie would say thirty, and Aaron would breathe into my sister’s open mouth twice before Jamie started counting again.Tears were rolling
“No!” My scream echoed across the mountainside as I watched in horror as my sister fell. I cannot guide what I cannot see, and I didn’t have a chance to get a grip on her before she plummeted. My hands shot out in her direction, but the surge of power I’d sent to grab her went over her head. I saw a streak of blue do the same and knew Jamie had missed as well.Fumbling through Cadence’s stream of consciousness, I tried again, hoping I’d be able to figure out how to get my powers around her before she hit the ground, but she was moving too fast, and without my eyes on her, I wouldn’t be able to get a grip.Part of me wanted to at least jump into her head, to be with her, to let her know she was okay, but then, the thought of what she was about to endure, when she hit the tops of the trees and then cascaded down through them to the earth, I couldn’t bear the thought, and I knew she wouldn’t want me to see it.I
“Brandon!” I shouted, floating over to where he had disappeared. He didn’t answer, and I realized he must’ve fallen all the way in. “Dang it.” I looked around the battlefield. I knew he was safe down there, but I hated that he was in that miserable place. Cadence was firing at Daunator now while Christian moved in, to place the grenade, I assumed, so I thought perhaps she’d be safe for a few minutes. I decided to help Brandon.“Are you all right?” I asked, using my telepathy.“Thank goodness,” he thought, probably not even to me. “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just really dark in here.”“I know. Hold on, and I’ll get you out.”“If I hold on, won’t it be harder for you to get me out?”“All right smarty pants.” I needed to focus all of my energy if I was going to do this
“You okay?” Brandon shouted to me as he moved a little closer to where I was standing. The holes in the ground were not shaking now as much as they had been before, but they were still an obstacle we had to consider. I didn’t want him to get too close because of my tornadoes, but I was glad he was nearby.“Great,” I called back, sending another pile of creatures over the side of the mountain.Aaron was fighting his way through the crowd of black creatures, working his way to Cadence. The path was getting clearer, as far as the minions were concerned, but once he got within about a hundred yards of Cadence’s location, one of the Vampires that had been engaged with our forces closer to the top of the mountain broke off, clearly on his way to intercept the Guardian Leader.Whether he liked it or not, Aaron wasn’t alone now. I wasn’t sure where she’d come from, but Eliza was running parallel to him, fighting off
Moving the black creatures off of the ledge worked well, and I was just starting my second round when I realized my sister had taken off running toward Daunator. Christian had reached him already, a grenade in his hand. I prayed he didn’t get sucked down into another hole. The fact that Cadence was so far away from Aaron was worrisome, but he was busy with the creatures. While Cadence was slowed a few times by the minions sinking their teeth into her arm or grabbing at her heels, for the most part, they seemed to be letting her through, which seemed like a bad sign to me. Did Daunator want her to fight him?A blast of light illuminated the mountain, and then a wave of smoke obscured my view of Christian and Daunator. He’d thrown a grenade, the old kind, the ones he knew wouldn’t work. When the smoke cleared, Daunator’s laughter echoed through the air, and Christian went flying twenty feet in the air.Paul’s voice came over the IAC as I tos
Christian’s eyes widened. “Get out of here? We can’t. We have to get Daunator.”“We will. But for now, we need to go back and regroup. The most important thing is that you’re safe now,” Cadence explained to him.Christian was starting to freak out again. “No, Cadence, you don’t understand. We can’t just leave from here! We can’t just let him go!” His eyes were wild, and he reached forward and grabbed my sister’s shoulders. That lasted about half a second before Aaron grabbed him and pulled him off.“Listen, Christian, I agree. It’s important we come back and end this, but you need medical attention. And a good visit with Hannah.”And a shower, I thought to myself. But I was staying out of this one for the moment. I felt a stirring in the ground and a shift in energy somewhere further up the mountain. The argument was about to be moot.“No,