Chapter 52
Feeling the desperate need to throw up, I watch as the bitch that was born with my spirit is manipulated and coaxed into hating everything that is to do with the soon to be baby. The mother is a real piece of work. She sleeps with anything that has a penis and she doesn’t even really care if they don’t.
The horrible and nasty things that come out of her mouth on a daily basis has left me stunned and disgusted. But nothing that my inner spirit tries works against the venom that she is being put through. The brothers and sister can’t stand her and that gives me some small satisfaction. But if I thought that the horrible things were being said before that was nothing compared to what was said when the new baby arrived. I found out that my name is Skky, I was born to an incubus and I was also meant to be part wolf I was hoping that Lycus would recognise me but that didn’t happen. I was born into a family with several brothers the oldest was Tito and he was a wolf as well, then there was Tennessee who was part demon and part incubus once again I hoped that Daimon would notice me but once again, he didn’t I also felt like Tennessee being hard to deal with was Daimon’s punishment for not noticing me. Then there was London she was my sister and she was beautiful and strong and she was very insightful, when Hekate was visiting the coven, I broke away from London and ran to Hekate but Hekate didn’t recognise me either so I also thought that Skky being a bitch to her was karma I also made a mental note that if I ever got back to my body that I was going to make them all suffer for not recognising me.
Next was one of my quiet type of people Jameson, he was a dark Fae, but he didn’t like us nor did he want anything to do with us. We were never allowed in his realm and the only time that he did allow us to come we killed his wife and unborn child. Jameson was an upstanding guy he was caring and protected Hennessy our little sister like she was the most precious thing in the world. Even know Skky tried everything in her power to kill Hennessy she didn’t succeed though she did come close a few times. But luckily the siblings were always close or not far behind an attempt. When Skky went to the royals it was sickening how much she enjoyed telling them that Hennessy was the one that they were looking for the only saving grace is that my spirit stopped Skky from ever being able to say her name. Our one saving grace was that my spirit managed to tie her tongue so that Hennessey’s name could never pass her lips.
I watched for through the years hoping and begging that someone will understand and make her see sense, there were times that she questioned everything that her mother told her but then she would forget it and go back to being a bitch. On Hennessy’s twenty-second year I thought that life was in for a change, but Skky got worse when her mother was murdered. Everything came to a head when Hennessy finally had her accident things seemed to happen very quickly after that and now for the last several days I have been getting more and more movement back in my limbs.
I felt a snap and a blinding and searing pain in my chest, from there it was like my body woke up. I broke through the chains that were holding me in place, taking a deep breath I snaped the cuffs and slide from the table. Using my powers I refreshed my body and summoned some fruit to eat. As I walk through the cell that has been my living nightmare, I kill any and all that get in my way. By the time I reach the exit I am covered in blood from head to toe and most likely rival Carrie from the movie with how scary that I look.
Walking through the front door I looked around and see that I am at the temple in the west of the main temple where all the gods and goddesses spend their time. As I moved through the grounds and make my way closer to the main temple I watch as the gods and goddesses that are out and about look at me in shock. Some bow and others look like I am a walking ghost which I suppose that I am after nearly sixty years of being missing or the fact that I am covered in blood from head to toe.
I storm up the steps to the main temple and bust through the doors that were never closed sixty odd years ago, I guess things have changed over the last few decades.
“Where is my husband?” I growl as I storm up to some of the more unsavoury gods and goddesses
“Ummm”
“argh”
“Oh, umm”
The responses continue but not one offers the whereabouts as I walk closer to the one sitting in my throne, I arch my perfectly shaped eyebrow and stare at the woman. I can tell she is young and not someone that I am completely familiar with.
“Can’t you read the room bitch” I growl as stomp closer to her. I watch as she shrinks back slightly before quickly throwing herself to her feet and practically running away from me.
Using my powers I quickly clean up before taking my rightful place in my throne. As I sit and reside over the other gods and goddesses, I feel my husband and close friends are no longer in this realm summoning the cosmic force I transport my body to my friends and stand in front of not only my husband and friends but also my former family.
“Well, this just got interesting”