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took hold deep in her gut, quickly eradicating the remnants of lust she felt from Ryder. It appeared that seeing her death would be the least of her concerns. Once word of her got out, Storm Sullivan, the Emerald Seer, would be the most sought after person in the supernatural world. Dammit.
“Okay, we don’t know everything about you or what you are capable of. We know that your aunt bound your emotions to bind your power when you were five. That’s why your mother was such a wreck when you started having visions, they should have been bound with the rest of your powers. We still are not certain how you continued to have them since most Seers’ visions are tied to their emotions and their emotional read on a particular situation.” Dan stood to stretch his legs, apparently giving her a moment to grasp all of that information, “So, Trin bound your emotions, the thought being that if you did not feel you could not exercise your Sight or any of the powers that you would develop as you aged. You however are an anomaly, Storm. Your visions are not tied to your emotion though it appears some of your other talents are. With Trin’s death your true talents will emerge with your emotions. We are hopeful that it will help you control your visions and the pain they cause.”
“So, wait. Aunt Trin put a whammy on me and made me an unfeeling freak so that I wouldn’t feel anything but I still got painful, mind-splitting visions anyway? Awesome.” Storm knew she sounded childish but she couldn’t help it. Stupid emotions, just like going through puberty again. Yet she continued, “And, to really drive things home, nobody knows what I may be capable of once everything is restored in me. What the hell? Shouldn’t there be a manual for this sort of thing?”
“Storm,” Shane’s turn to lay down his take on things, his voice took on that condescending tone he usually reserved for impersonating an authority figure, “Trin loved you. She tried to protect you. She kept us in your life, she let you go when you needed to run but kept tabs on you all the time. She feared you being the Emerald Seer. Trin researched everything she could find on the Emerald and the Immortal Prophecy. Honestly, what would you have done?”
“I would have told the truth. I wouldn’t have gotten myself killed without explaining first. Hell, I would have done a lot of things different.” Okay, so she sounded a little self-righteous, who knew what she would have done, probably the same thing. Dammit. It didn’t make this any easier to swallow. “So what, I am the Emerald Seer? The one born to end the line of Immortals? Really? You guys buy into all that? I grant you I have some freaky mojo going on with my emotions being unlocked and I have always been able to deliver a wicked curse when I put my mind to it, but I would have to believe in the prophecy first and then I would have to believe I had the power to pull off something that ridiculous. Look at me. I am a waitress and a cartoonist.”
“No, babe, you are not. You never were. I think you should take a stroll back through your studio. Then, unlock the secret room behind the dresser in Trin’s room.” Dan sounded serious. It seemed so strange to look at them now, knowing they had wings and were celestial beings. “We cannot tell you everything, a lot of it we know nothing about, some of it you need to unlock yourself, to remember on your own time, but you cannot put it off anymore. The Immortals know you are here. One was just at your door. It is only a matter of time and we cannot protect you from the entire force of the Immortal Brethren. Believe me, whether you believe in them or not, they believe in you and I can pretty much assure you that they have no desire to kiss their immortality good bye.”
Storm waited for the laughter, clearly humor had returned to the situation, really, immortal brethren tracking her to kill her? “Okay, sure, a band of immortal
“Okay, we don’t know everything about you or what you are capable of. We know that your aunt bound your emotions to bind your power when you were five. That’s why your mother was such a wreck when you started having visions, they should have been bound with the rest of your powers. We still are not certain how you continued to have them since most Seers’ visions are tied to their emotions and their emotional read on a particular situation.” Dan stood to stretch his legs, apparently giving her a moment to grasp all of that information, “So, Trin bound your emotions, the thought being that if you did not feel you could not exercise your Sight or any of the powers that you would develop as you aged. You however are an anomaly, Storm. Your visions are not tied to your emotion though it appears some of your other talents are. With Trin’s death your true talents will emerge with your emotions. We are hopeful that it will help you control your visions and the pain they cause.”
“So, wait. Aunt Trin put a whammy on me and made me an unfeeling freak so that I wouldn’t feel anything but I still got painful, mind-splitting visions anyway? Awesome.” Storm knew she sounded childish but she couldn’t help it. Stupid emotions, just like going through puberty again. Yet she continued, “And, to really drive things home, nobody knows what I may be capable of once everything is restored in me. What the hell? Shouldn’t there be a manual for this sort of thing?”
“Storm,” Shane’s turn to lay down his take on things, his voice took on that condescending tone he usually reserved for impersonating an authority figure, “Trin loved you. She tried to protect you. She kept us in your life, she let you go when you needed to run but kept tabs on you all the time. She feared you being the Emerald Seer. Trin researched everything she could find on the Emerald and the Immortal Prophecy. Honestly, what would you have done?”
“I would have told the truth. I wouldn’t have gotten myself killed without explaining first. Hell, I would have done a lot of things different.” Okay, so she sounded a little self-righteous, who knew what she would have done, probably the same thing. Dammit. It didn’t make this any easier to swallow. “So what, I am the Emerald Seer? The one born to end the line of Immortals? Really? You guys buy into all that? I grant you I have some freaky mojo going on with my emotions being unlocked and I have always been able to deliver a wicked curse when I put my mind to it, but I would have to believe in the prophecy first and then I would have to believe I had the power to pull off something that ridiculous. Look at me. I am a waitress and a cartoonist.”
“No, babe, you are not. You never were. I think you should take a stroll back through your studio. Then, unlock the secret room behind the dresser in Trin’s room.” Dan sounded serious. It seemed so strange to look at them now, knowing they had wings and were celestial beings. “We cannot tell you everything, a lot of it we know nothing about, some of it you need to unlock yourself, to remember on your own time, but you cannot put it off anymore. The Immortals know you are here. One was just at your door. It is only a matter of time and we cannot protect you from the entire force of the Immortal Brethren. Believe me, whether you believe in them or not, they believe in you and I can pretty much assure you that they have no desire to kiss their immortality good bye.”
Storm waited for the laughter, clearly humor had returned to the situation, really, immortal brethren tracking her to kill her? “Okay, sure, a band of immortal
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