Ares P.O.V.
"El, no!" I yelled, seeing her pull at her magic as she grew upset.
Her white hair blew around her head as if she were possessed with her magic pressing into the surrounding air. We've been working with her on controlling her emotions all summer, but it seems not a lot of it has stuck. She's too powerful to have her emotions rule her decisions, yet here she stood, doing just that.
"I want to see mommy, now!" She demanded.
"El, you know she's training with Grandma Layla. She can't come right now, but we'll see her tonight. You have to calm down."
I lifted my hand up as I took slow steps towards her. I am not sure why she wanted to see Andy so badly all of a sudden. She was so upset that Andy wasn't immediately available to her. Throughout the summer she and Elara had been inseparable, but Andy needed to train today.
"Why can't she stop early and come see me? Does she not love me anymore?" She began to cry, only turning the magic darker. I could feel the air cooling further as she plunged into a full on sob. Rosy cheeks turned red along with her nose as she sniffled. She'd lost a lot of her baby fat, but still looked adorable, seeming to be 5 maybe 6 now. It's hard to gauge her age with her rapid growth. Her body is trying to catch up to her power.
"Of course she loves you, you know that. She can't stop early because this is important to her. Don't you want mommy to be able to do the things she needs to do to be successful?" I asked her, trying to get her to put herself in someone else's shoes. Empathy has to be taught, afterall.
She sniffled as she stopped her sobs. Her little head gave me a small nod as her tiny hands rubbed her eyes. I could feel the magic leave the air at a turtle's pace.
"How about we play a game while we wait for mommy to return?" I offered, knowing playing games is her favorite thing to do.
"Okay," she said in a small voice, still feeling sad that Andy was gone for now.
She cheered up rather quickly after we started playing. We played together for most of the afternoon until Andy showed up through a water portal that was opened for her by her Uncle Dex.
El was the first one to run towards her, wrapping her little arms around her waist. Andy hugged her back tightly, lifting her in the air and carrying her as she came to me. I greeted her with a sweet kiss on the lips, feeling those fireworks burst inside me at her touch. These feelings don't seem to change no matter how much time passes.
"How was it?" I asked her.
Andy had her dragon half down to a science, but her snow elf side seemed to elude her at times. She could not tap into her snow elf magic until she started training, but it wasn't enough for her. She wanted more practice, more tries. Andy was never satisfied until she accomplished her goal perfectly. That goal right now is keeping El on the right path and she feels accessing her snow elf magic will help with that.
"Could have been better." She shrugged, running her hand over El's hair. "How did things go here?"
"She threw a fit to see you, but I got her to calm down by playing some games with her," I explained, kissing her forehead so she could see what I saw in the future.
Andy's eyes flashed as the vision I had given her played in her mind. Her eyes, as blue as the sky, focused on me when she snapped back to reality. She sighed, knowing we had our work cut out for us with this one. The fate of the world literally rested on Elara's shoulders. It will be up to her whether or not the world is plunged into darkness. We knew raising her was going to be hard, and it definitely has been. It will only get harder the older she gets.
I've attuned my visions to focus on her and her future, but it's constantly changing depending on her mood. It's also blurry or fuzzy at times due to her tremendous power. Other times I can't see anything at all.
I know the older she gets the better handle she'll have on her emotions but also the more she'll internalize her troubles. She'll share less, keeping secrets she shouldn't, just like any other teen. What worries me is that she's not like every other teen. She's more powerful, a phrophised child, growing at a rapid rate. According to my father she'll stop at 20, but I'll only be 23 when that happens. 23 with a 20 year old daughter seems far fetched to me, yet it's my reality.
"El, is that true? Did you throw a fit to see me?" Andy asked her with a slightly disappointed tone. El hung her head in shame as she nodded. "You know it's not okay to act that way. Tell me what you should have done instead."
"I should have told Daddy how I felt calmly while naming my emotions. When I got too upset, I should have paused and taken a breath."
"Good girl, and did you do those things?*
"No. I'm sorry, mommy." El, looked up at her like she could cry for disappointing her.
"It's okay, El. Just please try your best to put these things into practice. It will help keep you calm."
Andy is an amazing mother which comes as no surprise. She's always been very nurturing and kind. It helps that's she's extremely mature for her age, too. We both are, in fact. Hard to not be when your life is constantly in turmoil.
"How's my favorite niece?" Auggie popped out of the shadows surprising us all. El jumped in excitement as she giggled.
"I'm your only niece, silly uncle."
"Doesn't mean you're not the favorite." He smiled at her, throwing her a wink and holding his arms out. She ran happily towards him, letting him hug her and carry her.
"What are you doing at home?" I asked him, curious about what brought him here.
"We got a problem."
"Of course we do." I sighed, feeling utterly exhausted about everything. I need things to go right, at least for a full day. Just one. Is that too much to ask for?
"Jessie's gone missing."
His sentence rooted me in place as if I were cemented there. She's missing?
"What do you mean she's missing? How can she go missing?"
"Hell if I know. One second she was in front of me talking about her birthday and then she just vanished before me," Auggie recounted the tale somehow calmly. I was surprised he wasn't panicking or angrily yelling that we needed to find her right this second. I found it strange as hell, causing me to question his story. I peered into Jesse's future but all I was greeted with was darkness, frightening me to my core.
"Why are you so calm?!" I yelled at him, feeling the panic rise in me.
"Remember daddy, pause and take a breath," El's little voice cut through me. I looked at her in Auggie's arms and suddenly understood. He was being calm for her sake and some how I was the one fucking everything up.
When did Auggie become the sensible one?
Auggie's P.O.V.Ares seemed to piece together my act as he looked at El in my arms. I was a worried mess inside, scared and outright furious, but I was holding it all in. I couldn't let El freak out. I wanted to tell him in private, but we need to go now. "Go to mommy, El. Daddy and I need to talk more. We're playing hide and seek with Jesse, have you seen her?" I asked, trying to pretend this is all a game. I can't have her being scared for her aunt. She shook her head with her eyes closed. "That's cheating," she scolded me with a little smile. She’s so cute."You're right. I am sorry." I patted her head with a warm smile. "I'm going to steal Daddy for a little while then. I promise I'll bring him back once we find Jesse. Okay?" "Don't take too long or I'll miss daddy," she warned me with a pout. "We'll do our best to hurry." She nodded her head, hugging Andy's leg tightly as she looked at Ares. "Be careful, Daddy. Jesse isn't hiding in a very nice place." I think I felt my h
Jesse's P.O.V.This is so not okay. I mean what the actual fuck? Kidnapped by demons? This can't be right. Who the fuck messed this up? What would demons want with me? I watched them from the spot on the wall they had chained me to. The place was literal hell, hotter than the devil's balls. Sweat gleamed all along my skin, matting my short hair to my forehead. I had just cut it yesterday, thank the shadows. I think I'd die if it were any longer right now. My face itched as a bead of sweat ran down my nose and onto the clay colored ground beneath me. It sizzled as it hit the ground, evaporating into the air. I strained to hear what the demons were saying, wondering how they even got me down here. Judging by the dead body covered in ancient ruins before me, I'm going to say it was some kind of dark magic. "You idiot, that's not her mother." I could hear one of them scolding the other in its raspy voice. One that pricked my ears like a million needles. "It's still her family, he'll s
Ares' P.O.V. Frances leaped in front of me, shielding us with her large wing as hell fire was spat from a demon's mouth. Her wings were apparently impervious to it, making her perfect for this battle. I see why the gods chose her. The moment the hell fire stopped, she dropped her wing, allowing me to attack. I pushed my shadow out, grabbing a few ghouls and crushing them. They popped like water balloons inside my shadow cocoons, causing blood to leak and splatter as I let their bodies go. Frances stayed by my side the entire battle, proving to me why she alone was called on. She was strong, agile and had abilities that mixed so well in battle. I called on Andy's light magic, pushing back the darkness around the demons, essentially weakening them further. Frances noticed and used her elf magic beside me, setting ghouls aflame all around us. Her back was towards mine as we fought in a circle. She was small, but she was damn powerful. I kept the visions only 30 seconds out, allowing me
Andy's P.O.V.I was dancing around the room, cleaning and popping my hips to the music. Makeba by Jain was playing and it was really giving me the dancing fever. I was putting our clothes away, happy that thanks to Jesse, Ares and I were able to be intimate with one another. We don't get very many chances at doing that with Elara around.I love Elara, deeply. It's just sometimes you can use a break, even from the people you love the most. By the way, I've been wanting to wrap myself around Ares I could tell my mating season was coming soon. I need to be careful, we can't afford to have another baby. Elara is a full-time job, one I get overtime in daily. She's worth it though, more than worth it. She's an amazing child. I just hoped that Ares and I could do a good job at raising her.Yesterday proved that we don't only have to worry about what we teach her, but also about how we will keep her safe. Other dark creatures will want to take her from us. Perhaps even angels will try. I know
Third Person P.O.V."Good job, Ellie," Petra, the demigod, told little Elara as they wrapped up their magic training.Elara has always enjoyed being praised, smiling widely at the demigod. She thought today’s events played to her favor, allowing her to learn many new things. Her finger was still glowing bright, evidence that she had mastered pulling at her magic."What next?" she asked Petra with gleaming eyes, wanting to learn more, ready to devour the demigod’s teachings. She really wanted to learn how to travel the way Petra did. Her father’s way of travel always felt cold and dark to her. It would leave her with a funny feeling, only because it would pull at the darkness she didn’t know she had inside of her.“Let's train your body now,” Petra answered."My body?" Elara did not like the sound of that. She wanted to focus on her magic. She didn’t want to do more physical training. Her father and mother do plenty of that with her already."Yes, the stronger your body, the better it c
Andy’s P.O.V.“Okay, El, we’ve decided to take you to school with us. With Gabriel’s help we were able to enroll you under the name Elara Moon. Be careful to not share your age or who your parents are with anyone that doesn’t already know you. It’s very important that no one knows your real identity. You will take the potion so that you look older. You will also attend an independent study with Stella in the witch’s building,” I began to explain to Elara, hoping she could understand.We were taking an enormous risk by enrolling her and having her go to classes on her own. She needed to learn these things while she was still young. Seeing her excitement while Petra taught her showed me just how much she desired to learn. It also made Ares and me realize how much she needed it. Her magic hasn’t bursted out of her as easily since Petra’s lesson. I can only imagine what a lesson with an actual witch would do to help her.“Okay, Mommy. I will stay quiet.” Elara nodded. She wanted this just
Third person P.O.V.Today was the day Elara would start school. She was excited having had dream after dream of what it would be like. She knew she had to be careful with who she spoke to and what she said, but the excitement outweighed her worry.“Ready?” her mother asked her as they stood just outside the large archway of the academy. Their hands had long ago parted, allowing Elara to walk freely beside them. She nodded, feeling her stomach turn with a slight nervousness. “You’re going to do great. Let’s go check in and get our dorms assigned.”Ares, Andy, and Elara headed in, crossing under the West Ora Academy letterings. The moment Elara stepped through the archway, her magic swirled inside her. She was suddenly more aware of it than before, hitting her hard, and causing her steps to falter. Not wanting to give away that something was wrong—for fear her parents would send her back home—she quickly composed herself.The pull to her magic was strong, as if it had been amplified. Wha
Ares’ P.O.V.I hated leaving El behind all alone. I kept the future open, but with her it’s always hard to see. There are times where she’s faded out, or her future is so blurry it gives me a headache. I am not sure if it is because she is a prophecy child or if perhaps it is her power itself that keeps it hidden. Either way, I hate not being able to see clearly into her future. Thankfully, I saw that she would do well here. I was allowed to see that much.“She’ll be okay, right?” Andy asked me as she squeezed my hands with nerves. She hated leaving El as much as I did. I was grateful that my mate was willing to raise her with me, but I loved that Andy loves her just as much as me.“Yes,” I answered, even if I didn’t feel like she would be.We silently walked together until a pair of lean arms wrapped around both of us.“If it isn’t my second favorite couple,” Percy, or as I call him Perry, pushed his head between ours.“Second favorite?” Andy asked, she didn’t really care, but I could