Runes of Truth (A Demon's Fall #1)(7)
“Where is Hali?” I demand.
“She will be taken to a private room and kept safe. Only those with Protector’s blood can enter most of the buildings here. They have wards,” Connor explains to me, and I have to bite my lip to stop myself from saying anything stupid. Connor locks eyes with me, only for a second.
“She won’t be harmed. We are not the monsters here,” he promises me, almost sounding honest enough for me to believe him. Almost.
“She is a child, and your people just held a dagger to her throat,” I bite out.
“You know as well as I what she is, what she will be. She will be a monster, and you won’t be able to stop her. A witch’s mark is their destiny, and what she will do, will get her and everyone near her killed,” Connor replies.
“Hali is no monster, nor will she ever be. You and your suck-up race judge everyone before even giving them a chance,” I say, giving him a disgusted look.
“You say ‘your race’, like you aren’t one of us,” Trex interrupts, and I shake my head, not bothering with the annoying Protectors any more. I try to open my door the moment the car stops, seeing its locked and getting damn annoyed enough to want to break one of the windows.
“Child locks,” Connor says, a smirk on his lips before he gets out of the car at the same time Trex does. I wait for Trex and Connor to speak to three Protectors in hoods outside the car, not being able to hear what they say. I roll my eyes, climbing over the middle part of the seat and letting myself out Trex’s door. They don’t notice me until I slam the door shut and lean against it as they all turn to face me with shocked looks. Did they really think I’d just sit there? The three Protectors actually take a step back, their hands going to their swords on their hips that I can see when their cloaks move.
“Are we going inside or what? I’m getting bored and want to know what the fuck you all want with me,” I ask, making Connor cough on a laugh and Trex narrow his eyes at me.
“Stand down, she won’t attack us,” Trex says and waves his hand at the glass doors of the building. “After you miss–”
“My name is Evie, none of that ‘miss’ crap,” I say, lifting myself off the car and walking towards the doors. I pass the three Protectors, and I can’t help myself.
“Boo,” I whisper, and one jumps back, falling onto his butt. I laugh as I walk away and into the building as the automatic doors open.
Evie
“Nice place, all shiny and shit. Not that I expected anything different,” I drawl, lifting my head, looking at the very gold and shiny building I’ve walked into. There are five elevators in the middle, made of glass, and they stretch all the way up to the top of the building. At the top, the ceiling is made of gold, but all the glass in here makes it seem bright. There is no one at the circler counter in the middle of the room, which is odd. Three Protectors, in perfect, expensive-looking suits come out of one the elevators, and stop dead in their tracks. They all panic, getting back in the elevator and one keeps pressing the button again and again until the door shuts.
“We don’t need your comments on decor,” Trex snaps, eyeing the scared Protectors in the elevator as it goes up. He walks ahead, and I try not to laugh at his stuck-up attitude. I follow him to the middle elevator, getting in with him and Connor. We are silent as Trex presses the button for the twelfth floor. The other Protectors wait by the door, their hands on their swords as they watch.
“Out of interest, why am I here? What could you possibly want me for?” I ask them, wondering if I can get them to tell me. I don’t like the unknown, and this whole situation is exactly that.
“We need your help,” Connor says, and Trex grabs his arm.
“Don’t say another word,” he growls out, and Connor pulls his arm away, keeping his eyes locked on Trex. Why would they need my help? I can’t help but try to think of anything the Protectors could want me for, and I don’t come up with anything. It doesn’t make any sense. I look back at the guys, seeing them both still glaring at each other as they have a silent conversation.
“There is a lot of tension here, is it sexual? I could totally see that happening between the both of you,” I ask innocently, and Connor chokes on a laugh as Trex’s face goes red.
“It’s best you shut up now, blue,” Connor says, still laughing a little bit. We go silent as the door opens to a long corridor. This corridor is lit with white spotlights on the floor, that make a path to massive glass doors at the end. The glass is coloured with red swords in a circle, and a woman on her knees. The woman has runes down her arms, each one is lit up the colour they are when you use them. The blue for holy fire, which burns demons, and it looks like a rose. The red rune for portals, which looks like an archway in a circle. The white rune, which is shaped like a sword in a triangle and lets us heal and finally to the last rune. The black rune shaped like a skull. The black rune I’ve never used before, and I don’t have a clue what it does. I have a feeling like I shouldn’t use it, and I usually listen to those kinds of feelings. Well, most of the time.
“A little advice, be respectful,” Connor says as we get to the door.
“Sorry, that’s really not my plan,” I smile innocently as the doors are opened. Connor and Trex walk slightly in front of me, blocking my view of the room, but they did just what I wanted them to do. I quickly slide my dagger out of the holder on my hip, and jump on Connor’s back, holding the dagger against his neck as I look around.