This guy was nuts! Absolutely bonkers!
“My mother told me about Guardians and Watchers. She never said anything about Wardens.”
“You will need–”
I cut him off. “Let me guess. To ask my mother?” I said, feeling my blood start to boil.
“You are a powerful Warden, Dawn, I can tell you that much. When the Earth was made, there was a beginning to each element of nature. The first fire, the first rain, the first breeze, and the first harvest. God placed the core of these elements in four chosen celestials who hold the blood of both the righteous and the damned. They are tasked with protecting these cores to keep humanity in balance. If the fire goes out, humanity loses the ability to produce it.”
“If I am so powerful how can John neutralize me?” I asked. Warden or not, this was far-fetched even for me.
“John is a Demon Neutralizer. His job in Miranda’s army is to remove all threats. He is a born assassin. His job is to clear the path, to rob the innocent of their most precious commodity. Like he did to you and Krista. To take your innocence and then kill you. That was supposed to break the balance between the dark and the light. However, there was a small amount of innocence left in you. Either that, or it was the boy that saved you. We’re trying to figure that one out.” He saw the look on my face and softened. “He didn’t know it, but Krista did. It didn’t stop her from falling in love with him though.” He looked at me as if I was supposed to believe everything coming out of his mouth. But I was having trouble buying all of this right now.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air. “He can’t control my mother or my father, but he can control me!”
“Your parents are Purebloods. The Neutralizer goes after half-bloods, the muddied children of angels and demons. He would do well to leave your parents alone. Because they cannot be controlled, they are a danger to him.”
“You mean because they are pure, they can destroy him?”
“Something like that. I wouldn’t so much say destroy as harm. It takes a lot to destroy a Neutralizer.” He shrugged. “That is why Miranda snagged him, because of his bloodline. She’s up to something.” He was serious; I could see it in his eyes. He thought that everything he was saying was gospel.
“You’re the Prophet. Aren’t you supposed to know?” I snapped at him.
“I only see in visions. She is a black hole surrounded by nothing, which is why she’s been virtually untraceable by your mother.” He didn’t raise his voice at me though his eyes hardened.
I took a deep breath. “You know, when I was fourteen, and my father told me who I was going to become, I ran away from it. At sixteen all these things started to happen. I set my room on fire. I don’t know how many times. Now I finally get control of everything inside me just to be told I’m this Warden! What does this mean for Wesley? He’s the only thing I care about in this world, and he’s with her.”
“Wesley’s mother was the key. Your mother told you a little about Harbinger blood. Harbingers have this amazing ability to foresee events, give you a sneak peek into the future. Some do it by drawing rapidly in books. They aren’t looking at the drawing; they can’t see anything. In fact, they are just drawing the vision in their head, their own little window into the other side.” He looked out the windshield at the trees. “Did Wesley ever say anything to you about being able to foresee the future?”
How could this man be so calm? I was fighting everything in me not to burst into flames, to control the anger and pain surging through my soul.
Did I even have a soul?
I sat there a moment and tried to think; then it dawned on me.
“When we were first together, he told me that he had been seeing my face for years. I didn’t think much of it at the time.” I swallowed hard.
“Alright, so now that is one more thing I can mark off my list.” He stirred in his seat. “Do you mind if I catch a ride home with you, Dawn?”
“Of course. But may I ask why?” I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears.
“I think it’s time I had a little talk with your mother. Besides, I have shared too much information, and I have a feeling she needs to clarify a lot that I have said.”
“You never answered my question back at the school,” I pointed out as I turned on the ignition of my car.
“Which one?”
“How did you get there?”
“I flew,” he said, before closing his eyes.
We passed the rest of the drive home in silence. The Prophet who called himself Nick snoozed in my passenger seat, leaving me with a thousand questions swirling in my head.
Chapter 6
More Secrets Revealed
“Mom? Mom!” I was frantic. All I wanted was for my mother to second the motion that Nick the flying Prophet was indeed quite crazy.
“Goodness, Dawn, you’ll wake the dead yelling like that!” She came out of her room, rubbing her hands together. When she noticed the man with me, she gave a worried smile.
“Good afternoon, Angie.”
He smiled, and I wondered if she was the first Pureblood he had met face to face. At the same time, I was wondering how
