Chapter 30 : The Great Seer!

I eyed Selma patronizingly as I spit out, “ The voice in my head……It’s yours, isn’t? How the hell did you do that? Haven’t you heard of a thing called privacy? I don’t want you messing with my head. More importantly why the hell are you in my head?”

She grimaced at my outburst and flushed, her cheeks turning a dark shade of purple. She however didn’t bother denying my allegations.
Wait a second, if she was indeed a seer who can see the future , she should have already seen what happened that night before it even happened. She was not like Daniel who could only show glimpses of a person’s future by touching their hands, she actually could see important events before it ever happened.

I continued growling at her, “ You are a seer, aren’t you? Then that must mean you already saw what happened that night even before it happened. Why didn’t you warn my mother then? Why didn’t you save her, if you were really acquaintances with my mother as you claimed to be?”
Nick and Bill both of them stiffened and looked cautiously at Selma.

She however seemed least bothered by my outburst, she seemed to have been expecting it.
She replied softly, tucking a loose strand of my hair behind my ears, “ You can’t change fate, my dear, no matter however hard you try. You will soon learn this lesson. You can change the circumstances that lead you to it, but you can never change the fate. And I felt it was vital that I don’t interfere with the fate’s plan that night. Something bigger than all of us combined was at play that night. It was essential to happen. You won’t understand now. But all of us are here to help you. Please set aside your anger and let us help. I have had many visions about you. I know more about you than you know about yourself, dear. Mark my words, you will be in great need of our assistance one day.”
Of course I don’t understand.

“ You could have save my mother and you chose not to because you believed it was essential?” I yelled at her now finally loosing it. I was writhing with anger.
Justin came forward in an attempt to calm me down.

“ You! Don’t you dare!......you lied to me? If you were my brother, why did you leave me in the orphanage? And why didn’t you tell me?” I directed my yelling towards him.
“ And I will never need your help…. Where were you when my mother needed you? If you were really acquaintances with my mom, you all betrayed her by not going to her rescue that night. You could have stopped all that from happening, but you chose not to because you thought it was essential that my mother die that night? Essential, really? Did the fate of the universe depend on my mother dying that night? For all I know, you betrayed her that night !No matter how much I need your help, I will never join forces with you.”

The wolves started edging closer. Justin stepped forward and in a bid to calm me down, patted gently on my shoulder.
When he opened his mouth to reply, I stopped him by saying, “ You know what? I don’t want to know! I want to be away from all this now. And don’t try to follow me”
Then I ran and ran away, crying. I looked back ensuring that no one was following me, they weren’t.

I ran and ran, not knowing my destination. There was always a weird kind of tug in my heart whenever I got upset, ever since childhood. But that tug began to ache so much only when I came here. In the past I had usually ignored it, thinking it was because I may have some breathing problems. Now , I decided to give in to the tug and follow my heart. I ran and ran, neither me nor my feet knowing where it was taking me. After several miles I was famished and stopped to take a deep breath.

The surroundings were getting familiar. Then with a jolt I realized, I had come to the temple grounds. I immediately froze seeing the familiar grounds where I had my training sessions with Justin, who turned out to be my half brother. My anguish was still raw…..so I cast that thought out of my mind and instead concentrated on the temple. Why had I come here? This is a place where the greatest evil resides, and I chose this godforsaken place as my comfort zone? What the hell is wrong with me?

Then I recollected my training sessions with Justin. He always seemed to be on an edge whenever we were here, but I had felt strangely comforted whenever I came here. It was like this was the place I belonged to. Then I remembered Daniel mentioning me as the Daughter of the Devil in his prophecy and frowned. Am I evil or something? Why was I content at this place when everyone else was scared senseless? What’s wrong with me?

No…..No…..I am not an evil person. I mean I am a conniving, manipulative person, but I am not evil. The prophecy was messing with my head. I stopped my legs which were now heading towards the temple and turned back and ran towards the mansion. No…. I have to steer clear of that damn temple! Something was messing with my head!
My legs had moved in their own pace, dragging me towards the mansion…….The place I had called home reluctantly was now defiled……

I looked around ensuring that no one was around……especially the blood sect people. I tentatively approached the mansion, my bare feet colliding with the specks of broken marble and wood. I winced sharply and immediately regretted leaving my dirty shoes in the woods.

I walked over the chandelier and made my way through all the stones and bricks. The dagger around my wrist dug into my skin as I raised my leg to walk over the Victorian tiles. I stopped abruptly, suspending my right leg in mid air as the blood red ruby started to glow again. It had done that earlier and I had found myself transported into the caves. I closed my eyes and fidgeted , pulling back my shoulders bracing myself to be swept off my feet and land on god knows where.

I opened my eyes after a while when I found that my feet was still firmly planted on the ground but the ruby was still glowing. I frowned and bent over and started rummaging through the Victorian tiles as the ruby started glowing more and more brighter.
“Ouch…” I yelled out loud in surprise as something sharp pierced my hands which were busy rummaging.

I frowned as I looked at my fingers that were bleeding now. I peered closely and found my blood dripping from a long silvery sword…but not really a sword, you know that metal lasso thing that I was enticed with the first time I had been to the weapons room…..Urumi…..My father’s weapon…

I started digging it out furiously as if on a mission. I stopped my fingers from almost touching it, when I saw the tilt of the Urumi…..It was exactly like the tilt of the dagger…..exact copy….same to same with all the diamonds and the emeralds surrounding the blood red ruby in the middle, embedded in pure gold. The ruby in the middle of the Urumi started glowing too when my right arm….the arm which had the dagger wrapped around it like a bracelet, started etching closer to the tilt.

I hesitated at first but something in me was pushing me to touch the tilt of the Urumi. My fingers inched closer as if possessed, as the dagger started burning into my wrist. I immediately recoiled my hand, yelping with pain as the dagger continued to burn my wrist. I could feel the skin melting under the bracelet and I tried futilely to remove its grasp from me. I tried to pry it open and when that didn’t seem to work, I tried to remove it by using brutal force but all of my efforts turned inutile. I let out a desperate yelp, when I felt my skin being scarred underneath as flames started erupting from the bracelet and my eyes started tearing up with the immense pain. I felt like I was being burned alive.

My gut told me that the agony would probably end if I touch the tilt of the goddamn Urumi. I let out another agonizing scream as I willed my fingers to touch the tilt of the Urumi.
I slowly wrapped my fingers around the tilt firmly and the pain immediately shot up.

I felt like I was being branded by a hot iron. As soon as my fingers touched its tilt, a fulgent, bright light flashed, almost blinding me.
And I suddenly felt something inside me moving….as if something was awakened inside me. I frowned as I slightly tilted the bracelet and saw my skin underneath. It was bright red with all the burning and looked scarred as if I had just got a tattoo. Wait a sec, it seems like I actually got a tattoo. I brushed my fingers lightly over the skin where the bracelet had burned into, smudging away the blood and to my astonishment fund that there was some sort of mark on it. It had scarred onto my wrist a symbol….the very symbol which was now prominently displayed on the rubies of both the urumi as well as my dagger. The blood ruby had now a symbol carved onto its middle….a symbol that even I knew….the symbol of the devil…..