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them.” His eyes widened with
a slight amount of concerned anger.
    I couldn’t help but to smile. “So, I
can run faster than you?”
    He wrapped his arm around me with a
crooked smile as we walked towards home with the grey sky gently
rumbling overhead.
    “ You won’t be for long if
you don’t watch where you are going.”
     
    Seth
     
    Ayil’s home was a two-story white
house that blended in with the rest of the homes here. It looked
like they were all built at the same time as they were similar in
design. Large oak trees lined the street and hovered over a few
cars parked along curb. This was a sleepy town, which I could
guess, nothing eventful ever happened here—a perfect place to
traffic their serum.
    “ Please, make yourselves
at home,” Ayil said, as she tossed her keys to a small table just
inside the door. “Is this your first time to the human world?” She
asked making sure the door was locked behind us.
    “ Yes, and I can’t believe
how much it resembles Iethia.” Nessa quickly replied.
    “ You know my uncle, and
you know what we are seeking after?” I asked as Ayil motioned for
us to sit. “You understand the importance of our
mission?”
    “ You don’t have to be so
under-cover-agent, I know you are trying to find out who is
distributing the serum—I worked with your uncle for many years. We
are safe here with no one else listening in.” Ayil sat down on the
couch just as a large cat jumped from the floor to her lap. “Well,
I guess there is one, but she can’t understand what we say.” She
stroked the calico cat as its green eyes formed slits and it began
to purr.
    “ It’s late and I’m sure
all of you are exhausted. We can discuss everything in the
morning.”
    There were three bedrooms, leaving
Malachi and I to share a bed. I couldn’t sleep as Malachi was
sleeping before his head hit the pillow. Too many thoughts ran
through my mind as I stared up at the ceiling that glittered back
at me. The house was quiet, and I listened to the furnace turn on
and run its cycle three times before my eyes closed.
     
    I was in a dream. I knew this because
I was standing in front of Ezra. Her dark hair was pulled back, and
her usual gauzing clothing was replaced with a black leather tunic
and pants. A sheathed sword hung around her waist. Ezra was dressed
in armor, but why?
    “ The Shadowlands are
changing—war is breaking out.” Ezra’s tone was flat.
    “ War in the Shadowlands?”
I asked almost amused.
    Suddenly the background shifted behind
Ezra. The gardens once filled with flowers and stages of places
where we had been together were in shambles. Fire erupted in the
distance coloring the sky in orange as plumes of smoke rolled in
the once blue sky. Even the air smelled hot.
    “ Every one of us is forced
to fight for the one thing that can change the Shadowlands forever.
Demons are here, Seth.” Her eyes flickered. “The light orb that
keeps this place in balance is in danger.” She looked over her
shoulder. “My time here is short—I have to go.”
    “ Ezra, listen to me.” I
grabbed onto her shoulders. “Cross over and leave the
Shadowlands.”
    She shook her head. “I
can’t.”
    “ You have to! Listen to
me!”
    “ The passage is controlled
by demons. To pass would be giving into them. The Shadowlands are
crumbling, and we are crumbling with it.”
    I wanted to hold onto her tightly, and
take her with me—to earth.
    “ Seth!” I heard Nessa call
my name along with Malachi. They sounded like a cawing flock of
annoying birds. “Seth!” They yelled again.
    I curled my arms around Nessa and
wished over and over again that Ezra could come with me. Something
tingled inside of me, like a spark hissing in the air from a newly
lit match. I hung onto that feeling and began to fuel it. Ezra
wasn’t a warrior—she’d never make it in the Shadowlands, and I
couldn’t lose her in that way.
    I felt the light grow in strength, and
when I couldn’t hold it in any more, I