Chapter 57- Whispers In The Wind

Jennette marched to a nearby house and rummaged through their shed, her teeth chattering as she did so in frustration. She emerged from the shadows, a spade in hand, and immediately began digging up the dirt. What she discovered down within the soil was not what she had anticipated. It wasn't Henry who was buried, but rather a young adolescent. But it couldn't possibly be. Her last sighting of the same boy had been only a few hours before. His body, on the other hand, was already rotting and appeared to have been dead for quite some time. She didn't cover the grave with anything. She would send out her agents to look into it.
She sensed that something wasn't quite right, and she was determined to find out what it was.

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Ruby was nervous to enter her home. After all it was only a matter of weeks ago that she had murdered her husband in the sitting room. She felt no sadness at his death and the guilt had long since vanished. She felt nothing towards Greg but relief. No longer did she have to put up with his bad temper and foul behaviour, the eggshells she had been walking on around him had been moved from under her feet. She felt free.
She went straight to her favourite place in the house and switched on the kettle. She set the book and pendent on the kitchen table and made herself a cup of tea. With the steaming mug in hand, she sat down and opened up the dairy. Ready to read what her father had been keeping secret, what had caused him to commit suicide. She was prepared for the worse. She needed answers. She needed to know exactly what was going on and why her father thought that death was the only way out.
“Dear Dairy,
It sounds so strange for an old man like me to write such words. But I need someone to confide in, help me sort out my head and the mess that I have found myself in,” Ruby paused and took a small drink of the hot fluid. Seeing her father’s handwritten words brought tears to her eyes. His messy penmanship and the way he dotted is I and joined all his words together brought the raw feeling of loss back to the centre of her heart.
“My wife, I fear the darkness as clung to her, taken over her soul. What she his planning will destroy me; it will destroy us all.
You see we have a little girl who has shown signs that she is the one from the prophecy. Yes, she will be the one to open the door to Athens. Yet that isn’t what Jeanette wants,” Ruby had to stop reading. It wasn’t what her mother wanted? She was afraid to read on but knew she had too if she was to find out any answers.
“Jeanette doesn’t just want to open the door to Athens and return home. She wants the best of both worlds. She wants to join them together.
No amount of reasoning can bring her to her senses. If two worlds become one, then she disrupts the balance and who knows what else. People will die and the human world will be overrun with monsters, then there is the Lady of The Forest. Jeanette will set her free. Trust me you don’t want to know about The Lady of The Forest. She is an ancient monster that was imprisoned” Ruby gasped and dropped the book. Her mother wanted to join the worlds together. She wanted to free a monster.
“I know how she is planning to do this. I know how to stop her. You see she was smart. The names she picked for our eighteen daughters are the names of Gems that will be used in the ritual to coil the worlds. All our daughters will be present holding the gem they were named after. It will give the spell more power and chance of the ritual to succeed; only three of my daughters remain true to themselves. You see Jeanette has been giving them all a potion since they were born. That potion turns them into nothing but zombies. They do what Jeanette says and they can’t stop themselves. Perl, Ruby, and Crystal are the only three the potion didn’t work on,” Ruby paused and thought of all their names. Her father was right. Each of them was named after gems. Her mother had been planning to join the two worlds since before each of them was born. Opal never spoke. She was the oldest and everyone called her “Mouse,” because of her light brown hair and how quite she was. The others she hadn’t seen in years. The dairy made her wonder where they were. She had been told they were married into the other covens, now Ruby wasn’t so sure.
“The only way I can stop her is by stabbing her in the heart while the ritual is taking place. Yet I fear I will not be able to do it. She is still my wife and still I hold too much love for her. The only other way is to kill my daughter Crystal as she is the key to that world. She and she alone can open the door to Athens. You see I am in a sticky situation, my wife or my daughter? I will have to choose, and my heart won’t allow me too. No matter how I look at the situation. The choice is the only option. I pray that Jeanette comes to her senses, but I fear using too much dark magic as blackened her soul.” Ruby finished reading the diary and hid the book.
She knew what she had to do. Unlike her father she wasn’t scared. She didn’t feel guilt for the thought and plan that ran through her mind.
Calmly she left the house and made her way to the great hall. She would stand up and speak out against her mother. She would do what no one expected her to do. The sweet and innocent Ruby was gone. She had grown up and become strong and independent. She knew between right and wrong, and she wasn’t going to sit back and watch her mother commit evil acts any longer.
After a full night of reading her father’s diary and learning about inhuman sacrifices and other dark magic her mother had been using, Ruby was ready to end any future suffering. The things that had been kept from her planted a deep seed of anger. They had used her, all of her siblings to better their position. They had done unspeakable things in the name of power.