Today is the seventh day of the A to Z April Blogging Challenge and
today’s chapters starts with the letter G.
Enjoy and remember let your imagination soar as you read.
Julia
UNRAVELING
© Julia Matthews April 2015
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Guardianship
Revelation
Took me
all of five minutes to retrieve my hi-tech gadget, but half an hour to make
sense of the file Sham had sent. A range of emotions twirled around me, each
new sentence making them faster than any propeller could spin. The world I knew
around me had came tumbling down. Wasn’t easy for me to comprehend the truth of
the situation, which meant I’d have an even harder time convincing Beau.
Every
muscle in my body was stretched tight. My heart thumped so loud I was sure even
a human standing a mile away from me would’ve heard it. My head was so full of
pressure I was having a hard time controlling my natural born skills. Not good
for anyone, which is why it took me so long to located JackO Pond. Beau
deserved the truth
“You
okay?” A light hand touched my shoulder. “Vain?”
The
voice eased the swirling thoughts. I wished to goodness it had done the same
for the physical symptoms assaulting me.
I laid
my hand over Beau’s and focused on the safe heaven Beau had chosen. Six huge
oak trees, already barren for the upcoming winter season, surrounded the area.
When the tree was in full bloom there would’ve been a canopy over the area.
“Nice
spot.” I said and twined my fingers in Beau’s hand.
Beau
sighed and then jerked his hand away. “What are you doing?”
Damn,
not the reaction I needed from my helpmate. I didn’t need more pent up
confusion lurking inside him. I needed him calm and steady. Ready to accept the
biggest revelation in his life. I’m sure Beau had dreamed of understanding the
reason behind his life for so long and what I found wasn’t easy to hear for me.
And I’m a Blood Hound supernatural creature; my kind faced some of the harshest
elements over the years of unpeace. We aren’t always known for rational and
logical thinking during peace, because when we’re content our guards is down
more than normal. But in a battle situation, we are roaring and ready to defend
the ones we support. We make on our toe decisions and leave as little
destruction behind as possible. We never purposely hurt an innocent. Never ones
we care for, not even when they make a major fuck-up choice. And finding Beau
has revealed at least two massive screw-ups on Jag’s and TeaLeaf’s part. Worse
they’d endangered my helpmate and pulled Sham into the mix of it. One benefit
on their side was they had no way of knowing Beau was mine.
I faced
Beau, expecting to see disgust, but I found a little smile and bright shinning
red eyes. Red eyes were common among demon’s of any kind when excited. A smile,
of any size, was a universal sign of happiness.
“Come,
take a seat and let me explain a few . . . way more than you’ll be able to
understand in the time period I need you to.”
Long
unorganized sentences weren’t my norm and had my beastly tendencies longing for
release. Not something I could allow until there was someone to watch over Beau
for me. Not only where they humans, deeply involved, so where the Honorable
Rebels. The group of militates believed to be made up of human mercenaries who
felt the need to rectify their government’s decision to bow to the supernatural
creatures forceful attack.
“I’m
sure I can follow along, just . . . please don’t feed me any more lies.”
Beau’s
deflated tone revealed just how close to breaking he was. My job had become ten
times harder and I didn’t know enough about Beau’s personality to know if
slamming him with everything at once or small pieces at a time was my best
option. From what I knew of TeaLeaft, which I was still debating if I should
let the man live or not, Demon Delivers are somewhat unstable if untrained.
It’d taken him his entire childhood to gain control of his spewing and mishaps.
“I won’t
lie.” I grasped his chin. “I know you don’t understand why at this moment, but
trust me, I can’t lie to you.”
Beau
leaned into my touch. I doubted he realized he did. My best guess at the
unconscious actions was his other side had taken note of who I was to them. The
jester helped in a major way.
“You are
what is known as a Demon Deliver. As far as the entire world knows your kind
died out several years ago. I knew one still lived, but only a handful of
people know about him. From what I read before arriving here only four
supernatural creatures knew you existed.”
From
what Sham’s email told me there should’ve been five knowing about him. For some
reason the two amigos lied to Sham. Not odd. Those two asswipes would do
anything if it achieved their ultimate goal.
“You
were stashed with Captain Stone two years after your birth. Your father knew
Captain Stone and trusted him.” Fucking misplaced trust, but still TeaLeaf
wouldn’t have given his son over to just anyone. “El Reapers, like Captain
Stone, are normally very protective over their children. I’m not sure what
happened to make Captain Stone break his word to your father. I do know he will
be paying for his betrayal soon as your . . .”
“Stop.
Don’t say it. Don’t tell me my father is on his way here.” Beau shook his head.
“I don’t want to see him. He made it clear how little he cared about me when he
handed me off to that bastard the day I was born.”
Tears
streamed down Beau’s face and the smile had been replaced with a frown. My
heart ached for him. I wish I could take all of his pain, but I couldn’t. What
I could do was enlighten him to a bit of unknown facts. It would be best if
TeaLeaf did so, but if Beau didn’t start to grasp the overall picture TeaLeaf
might lose any chance to explain to his son why he’d left him in the hands of
Captain Stone. The truth of the situation was a bit twisted and wouldn’t make
Beau any happier.
“Beau,
baby, your father would never have handed you off to a monster, knowingly.”
“He
did.”
“No. He
didn’t. Your mother did.”
Beau
clinched his fist and stared blankly at the tree to my left for a second or
two. When he returned his face to mine I took it as a signal to proceed.
“Your
father was on an assignment when you were born. Your mother told him of
multiple threats delivered by the Honorable Rebels. The last two she mentioned
came with a promise to eliminate you. She worried for your safety and requested
permission to let a friend of hers keep you until his return.”
The
black cloud was once again turning into a beautiful sunray, but Beau was doing
his best at controlling his anger. His fist were clenching and unclenching. He
was reminding himself to breath steady. I knew if it hadn’t been working to
some degree I’d have been avoiding the black spray.
“His assignment
took way longer than expected and he was captured. Two years later he escaped
and came hunting you. He found out about your mothers death and who she’d
entrusted you with. He located you and didn’t want to disrupt what looked like
a happy two year old. The life TeaLeaf lived then was way worse than the one he
lives now.”
Understatement
and half. During the Gutting War he’d been the most desired target by the
humans and the Honorable Rebels. They’d kidnapped his wife, tortured and killed
her in the end all to gain knowledge she never once had. The loss of his
helpmate had all but killed TeaLeaf. His son was the only thing that kept him
alive those two years of his captivity.
“How
so?” Beau sat down on a fallen log and motioned to the bare spot beside him.
I
quickly explained more about TeaLeaf’s job and how he’d been living for the
last two decades. Each word spoken seemed to dim the sunray, which was good.
“How do
you know all this?” Beau picked up a discarded stone and skipped it across the
pond.
“I was
part of the four man team Tealeaf was assigned to.”
“You knew
I was here?”
I shook
my head. “If I had of you would’ve been away from that bastard Stone way before
now.”
“Why?”
“I’m not
avoiding your question, but are you sure you want me to answer that before you
know more of TeaLeaf?”
“I need
time to process what you’ve told me about my mother and this TeaLeaf guy.” Beau
gathered a couple more stones. “Odd as it sounds, moving on will allow me to
gage my own reaction.”
I
understood him better than he thought.
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