Chapter 846: 846-One Crazy Family
Azura:
"Everyone you set up has been dying left and right, Mother," I hissed into the phone, pressing it hard to my ear. My mother, the one known as the Grey Woman was eager to find out what was going on in the mansion. I never understood what she had done to deserve that title. It meant a lot in our community.
"That is because they were idiots. And you are not going to repeat their mistakes," my mother hissed back, making me roll my eyes.
"It doesn’t matter what I want. They’re going to get me killed. Now that all the brothers are feeling fine, they’ll convince Emmet to kill me," I grunted, walking deeper into the woods, following the path my mother had told me to take.
Finally, I hung up, because she was standing right in front of me. I gave her a look—half disbelief, half frustration.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Is that how you treat your mother? The one who has been helping you through and through? The one who always takes care of the dead bodies when you kill," she said, frowning and shaking her head at me.
"Helping me through and through? You’ve done nothing for me. I’ve been the only one trying to save myself. And by the way, that crazy lady Darcy, she’s going to get in trouble. She wasn’t very slick when she was committing all those crimes," I hissed.
My mother stepped closer, carefully, almost dramatically, patting my back.
"You don’t have to worry about her. She is not our problem. Our main issue is controlling Emmet. We have to make it happen. He must be on your side and kill his brothers and that Helanie," she stated determinedly.
Her words didn’t inspire much confidence. Honestly, I was losing hope. At first, this all sounded interesting. I thought it would be easy. How hard could it be? Make him fall in love with me, then tell him what to do, and he’d do it.
Of course, I was wrong. It wasn’t easy. Not for me.
I wondered if Helanie asked them to do something like that, would they do it? Maybe not. That’s why they loved her. They knew she’d never ask such things. But my life was different. I had to ask. I had to make Emmet kill his brothers.
"Now, where are we headed?" I sighed, tired and restless.
"We are going back home." As soon as my mother said that, I froze, shaking my head like it was a bad joke.
"You want me to face him again? You know he doesn’t like me," I hissed, thinking about how, just because I was his daughter from a werewolf witch woman, he treated me as less than the others. His other children came from crazy, terrifying women, which is why he loved them more. He probably saw himself in them. But me and my mother, we were different.
"You want him to remind me again why he hates me?" I snapped, stopping dead in my tracks.
"Don’t act like you don’t deserve his hatred," my mother groaned, giving me that look.
"I told you, I killed them because they were going after Emmet," I hissed, remembering my twin siblings, the two entities known as Zu and Za. I loved them desperately. They treated me better than my father ever did. But they became unhinged when they realized I was falling for someone. And I guess they felt betrayed because we used to have so much fun together–killing helpless rogues.
We loved each other. We cared deeply for one another. But then they didn’t want to let me go, and I realized our care had become toxic. So, in a fit of rage, I killed them both.
After that, when they awoke in Lucy’s body, I tried to remind them of how much we had cared for each other in the past. But they were furious with me. And now they are gone once again. I hated Helanie for that.
"It will be alright. Since everyone else is gone, your father will put all his faith in you. Remember, you have to convince Emmet to accept you. And since we no longer have the four brothers to lead our community, we will rely on you and your children with Emmet. Those will be special babies too. So you must convince your father you won’t ruin this," she said and I rolled my eyes.
"I did meet him a few days ago. Remember how upset he was?" I hissed, reminding her how unpredictable Father was. "I met him in the woods, with Lucy, when the entities were inside her. And he kept reminding me I wasn’t fully a magical being."
"That’s because you lied to him again," my mother hissed, dragging up the one memory I wanted to forget.
"Mom, I screwed things up with Emmet in the past. So I thought it was best to act dead for a few years. I thought he’d miss me, and once he was completely broken, I’d show up again and revive his heart. But then Helanie showed up out of nowhere," I grunted, remembering when his mother tried to toss me into the well.
I survived. Of course I did. But I pretended I was dead. I let them say goodbye to me on a raft, sending me out to sea. I swam back right away.
I kept living with my mother, even trying to meet up with my father a few times. But I hated being controlled by anyone. Then, when I thought the time was right—when I thought Emmet would get blamed for Helanie falling into the well—I reappeared, pretending I had been saved by the sacrifice.
But it was never a sacrifice. I never returned because I was never dead to begin with.
"Anyway, let’s go. You’re the only one who can keep X-codex now, so I’m sure your father will be much softer toward you and me," my mother said. Together we walked into the deep forest.
When we arrived home, I was instantly annoyed. I didn’t like it, to be honest. I liked being alone, crazy, free to do whatever I wanted without anyone interfering.
I went straight to my dad and sat down on his royal chair, watching all the zharns bow to me. That was the part I loved the most. Still, I had a complaint.
"I heard something happened in the woods while me and my mom were on our way here. Basically, the Zharns are too stupid to realize the entities have already left Lucy’s body," I said, complaining.