Chapter 46- Whispers In The Wind

They pulled up at the far end of the coven just by the forest.
Crystal shuddered as she had no doubt that same forest lead to the back of her house and was home to the gate to Athens. Her dreams were fill of nightmares from her time there.
They climbed from the black sleek vehicle and when Crystal looked back, she noticed it was hidden by the overgrown trees.
She followed Levi in silence all the while a knot of nerves formed in her stomach. She had the urge to walk away. Be a coward? That wasn’t the person she was.
It was one thing to steal her father’s body, she had a good reason, but to break someone out of prison was on a whole new scale. The worst part was that she didn’t even know why they were doing it in the first place. How stupid was she? Walking into danger blind.
“Who are we breaking out and why?” Crystal stopped walking. She had forgotten to ask him the most important questions before she agreed to help him with the crazy task.
“A woman who will be beheaded tomorrow for the murder of her daughter,”
“And you want to break her out!” Crystal raised her voice and Levi clamped his hand over her mouth while his eyes darted around their surroundings. Werewolves and their hypersensitive hearing, she had forgotten about that. Having a private conversation in the community must be impossible.
“Shhh,” he gave the empty streets one last look.
“Listen she is innocent. Just trust me,” he half begged before walking again.
“Yeah, I am finding that really hard right now,” Crystal muttered as she kept in step with him.
They came to a large building that looked like a church.
“What is this place?” Crystal asked as they slipped through the iron gates.
“The graveyard,” Levi answered, and Crystal’s spine felt like it had been replaced by ice.
“Why… the graveyard?” she could hear the tremble in her own voice. Her one fear was a dark graveyard. Had she known she would have run a mile, without looking back.
The sound of an owl made her jump and cling onto Levi’s arm. She scanned the darkness, her eyes straining to see.
“It is a sign a meaning. If you are imprisoned in the crypt, it is only a matter of time before your dead,”
Crystal dug her nails into his arm at his words.
“You people are crazy,”
“We are all crazy,” Levi responded.
He was right; her own people killed their own in the name of the ancient law that was written by their ancestors.

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Gravestones lined the eerie graveyard. Some were recently placed, whereas others were cracked and crumbling. Mold covered the engravings dedicated to the dead. Lone trees leaned towards the stones, branches reaching out to each other. Spiked, black fences surrounded the graveyard almost like it was a prison. To the woman she had agreed to break out it was. However, it was more than that. A statement to say she would soon die.
The smell of old stone filled the dry air, weeds covering the graves of the dead, loved ones long since stopped visiting. Gravel paths weaved through the maze of graves, allowing passersby to pay their respects to the people lined up in the earth’s embrace. Their souls long gone, and their bodies buried and left to rot along with their faces and voices from a loved one’s memories.
Crystal couldn’t help but wonder if her dad would one day be forgotten about. Would she forget? Would he become a distant memory that one day will simply fade?
She shook the thought from her head as tears stung her eyes.
Even though fear threatened to overpower her she wouldn’t allow it. She wouldn’t act weak or show any weakness. She kept her head high and followed Levi’s fast pace until they came upon a large crypt that had a large bolder covering the entrance.
“Is she in there?” Crystal whispered and pointed to the crypt.
“Yeah,” Levi nodded.
“Well unless you have superman powers how do you suggest we move that boulder? Who do they think she is Jesus?” she asked irritated.
“Well, I kind of thought you could use your magic, and besides Jesus was a witch, well half anyway,” Levi ran his hand through his hair and Crystal felt a slight flutter in her stomach. Still, she couldn’t hold down her rising anger, even if he did make her insides melt.
“Well, you can think again,” she said crossing her arms like a bratty child. He must have been insane to think she could do such a thing. And Jesus, well the history books desperately needed updating.
“Crystal, I have seen what you can do,”
“If you wanted things moved then Ruby is the one with that power, rain lightening that I can do,”
“You can do this. Just close your eyes and concentrate. You have more power than you think.”
Crystal shook her head and closed her eyes. She envisioned the rock moving.
Nothing happened.
“See,”
“You need to concentrate, push your power out,”
“Easy for you to say. You’re not expected to do the impossible,” Crystal snapped.
“Then maybe you’re not the witch they’re all raving about,” He roared back.
Crystal’s back was up. She gave him an angry glare and used that rage as she envisioned the rock moving.
“Stop!” Levi yelled.
The large rock crashed to the floor and the entire graveyard shook under their feet.
Levi was in and out of the crypt in lightning speed. He brought out a thin woman with hair that was nothing but a tangled mess and pale white skin. If Crystal hadn’t seen her legs move at a slow pace, she would have thought her already dead.
The woman was worse for wear and knocking on deaths door. How Levi expected her to run and keep on running she didn’t know. What that woman needed was a doctor.
Levi picked up speed and was nothing but a blur as he darted past Crystal in a gust of wind. Letting out an angry sigh having been left alone in the one place she hated, she jogged back the way she had come. When she reached the large iron gates, she caught a glimpse of a car speeding off. She heard the tires squeal on the tarmac and the engine roar as she exited the dreadful place.
Once outside the gates she heard a commotion. Feet pounding on the earth and shouts of an intruder, they had no time to make their own escape as men came from both directions in the street.
Crystal glanced at Levi; to her shock he didn’t look scared but casual, while she was shaking inside like a leaf caught in a storm. She watched Seth march towards them from her right and her terror increased. Her heartbeat frantically against her ribs, it rattled in her chest like a rock in a tin box. She was sure that this time she was done for. Seth had a cruel and wicked reputation she just prayed that too was nothing but rumors and lies. After all Levi wasn’t the monster who everyone claimed him to be. Or was he? In her panic-stricken state she began to over think. Hadn’t Levi proven he wasn’t a monster? Even so she had a doubt one that made her think he was going to throw her into the deep end without a life jacket.
“Care to explain?” Seth asked when he came within feet of them.
“I was showing Crystal around our coven the place she will soon be living once we are married. We heard a loud crash coming from this direction and came to investigate,” Levi explained in a tone of voice that made even Crystal believe him.
“Good. Clay, take Crystal to the manor. This is no job for a lady,” Seth waved his hand and a young man stepped out from the crowd of men that had surrounded them. His blond hair was cut short into an army style, but it was his eyes that Crystal couldn’t stop staring at. They were the brightest blue she had ever seen.
“Madam?” he addressed her, and she felt like a spoilt rich kid. A feeling she didn’t like at all. She followed Clay in silence to the manor. The only sound was that of their feet echoing off the pavement. When they entered into the foyer, she couldn’t help but gasp. The foyer looked like it had been pulled from time. A beautiful Victorian phone table stood by the grand staircase and two lounge chairs sat neatly against the wall.
She had to run to catch up to Clay who knocked on a set of polished doors that had the most unusual markings carved into the wood. Runes, Crystal was sure that was what they were.
“Come in,” a lady called, and he pushed the door open to reveal a large sitting room with white furnishings. It looked out of place and too modern from the look of the foyer.