In this installment, the stakes are higher for everyone. There's a new threat no one expected...
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I couldn’t put those that I loved in danger. My brother, Steele, Summer, and the others wouldn’t understand why I’d left. Everyone I loved in the world was in my brother’s house. That didn’t matter. Keeping those I loved safe mattered more. To do that, I needed my body back. Stuck as I was on the astral plane left me helpless.
The problem, of course, is that I really didn’t have the first clue as to how to get my body back. My life back. I’d thought finding Summer would be the answer. Finding her at Wal-Mart, briefly, had made me believe getting my body back from Royal may be possible. Now, I wasn’t so sure.
Giving up just wasn’t an option. Those I loved were at too big of a risk if we did not stop Royal. Hell, we all knew that Royal wasn’t going to stop with just taking my body. He wanted powers. As many as he could get his hands on. I had little doubt that he’d go after the poor woman I’d pulled into this mess, Summer Daize. I prayed that Steele could keep her safe.
He’d already killed Natalie—his pregnant wife. Another set of triplets, just like Flint, Steele and I. And, of course, my sisters, Amethyst, Amber, and Topaz. He’d sacrificed Natalie and taken over my body. I could still see her trapped on that altar. So terrified. Almost nothing is worse than being trapped inside your own body while someone else was doing unspeakable evil—other than being the victim, of course.
If I was any judge of my brother, Steele, and I considered myself to be, I had little doubt that he’d keep a close eye on Summer. A blind man—or one on the astral plane—could tell that he had the hots for her.
Perhaps something good would come out of this, were they to get together.
I shook my head to clear it. I needed to keep my mind on the issues at hand—like how to get my damn body back.
Sensing Royal—I refused to call him my father again—close was becoming easier. I could feel him. He was very, very close. I lingered about a block away from Steele’s house. So, that meant that Royal—my evil father, heaven help me—was that close to all those that I loved.
He would not get away with destroying even one more person. Not one. No more babies left motherless—not if I could help it. I was determined that I would stop him if it was the last thing I ever did.
The problem now, though, is that if I can sense him this easily—it’s very probable that he can sense me too. At least if I’m close to him, that is.
I needed to get away from Karma. As far as I could get in this form. With no active powers, though, traveling might be a bit difficult.
When he’d taken my body, I’d simply floated for a while. I’d had no real sense of time. But once I’d found my way back—somewhat—I was much more aware of what was going on around me.
Perhaps I could go to the truck stop near the freeway and travel unseen by the driver to get away from here. With any luck, Royal would leave the others alone if he could no longer sense me.
Decision made, I started walking. This was the only thing to do, I told myself. There were no other options. I had to plan—and I couldn’t do that here in Karma.
After a block, I felt him—Royal—and he was close. Too close. A sudden surge of rage filled me and I clenched my fists.
He was coming for me.
Let the best man win, I thought, just as the black swirling mass enveloped me.