Becca’s plan was simply to face the Watcher head on, without any tricks or anything else up her sleeve, so she and Jake waited until dusk and went outside.
The man with the face not arranged right was standing there,right across the street. As if he had been waiting for them all along.
“Let’s take him somewhere else.” Jake said. “We can’t have anywhere near us caught in the crossfire of the fight.
And as if the Watcher just understood them, he looked straight in their eyes, a rift opening behind him while he just walked backwards and crossed the threshold.
Becca and Jake looked at each other and hesitated for a while.
“I guess he also doesn’t want to wreck havoc in this neighbou
The fight ended before it could even properly begin. Becca’s eyes followed Jake’s movements instinctively, using only her peripheral vision, as if she was actually capable of seeing through Jake’s stealth, so Becca’s eyes didn’t show that she was following her opponent’s movements. However, when Jake was ready to strike a deadly blow to her throat, his hand was grabbed by Becca in the middle of the attack. Becca’s grip was so tight that he had to drop the dagger, or else she’d end up breaking Jake’s wrist. “H-how...?” Jake asked, flustered. “Do you really want me to explain?” Becca retorted, her eyes looking straight into Jake’s, as his shape became slowly visible again. “But... You weren’t able to win against the Watche
After a shower and some awkward breakfast, Becca told Jake what happened in her dream. Luckily, only Theresa noticed what happened, because Adam and Eve spent the night outside and went straight to work after that.It made some sense to Jake, at the same time that it didn’t make sense at all.Dreams weren’t supposed to trigger any sort of power, but Jake wasn’t a dreams specialist or anything, so it was only possible for him to resort to what he had read in novels and some college stuff.However, there was someone who was indeed a specialist in the matter of minds.But to get to him, they’d have to take the Watcher down first.When Jake told his sister about him and Becca, even though she was very youn
“Are you going to just ignore me, or are you actually going to do the smart thing, and...”“Where are you? Are you really ‘the’ one I think you are?” I asked, even before the voice could finish what it had to say.I thought I knew to whom that voice belonged to, even if I only knew it through stories I’ve read while I was living in the Haled. I also remembered what that voice reminded me of, and why it felt so soothing, yet at the same time so disturbing.“Oh... So who do you think I am?” The voice asked in a playful tone. The wind suddenly blew over a bit harder, as if playing with my hair.My thoughts when it happened were that I should be more certain of it, but I didn’t have time to lose, so I just placed th
***Becca’s POV***I must’ve heard wrong, right?I mean, nothing wrong with a bit of attitude. It’s good for raising kids the right way, but... How did he say that again?There are levels of survival I am ready to accept...? Was that it?There it was, Greek gods didn’t have personality issues. They were only childish and self-centred, just like one specific being that I knew very well.‘You sound like Metatron... And I don’t like it...’And right after the thought crossed my mind, like one of Zeus’ lightning bolts flashing through the sky, it
***Becca’s POV***“And how are you going to take the toll, if we lose your war?” Zeus asked.“His eyes reflected the seriousness of a cloudy sky, and that by itself was, to say the least, frightening. However, I had something up my sleeve.I snapped my fingers, and it happened.Something was still missing from the big picture there, but I could at least control it a bit more properly, so when my fingers resounded with the loud snap, a faint spark lit up the air. And as soon as I opened my hand, a sphere of light appeared in it.“Faith created you.” I said, looking at how amazed both Zeus ‘and
“I knew you were more than capable of defeating my Watcher, but to think that you’d have the help of an... Anomaly...” Mahasiah said, as he looked right at Becca.I tried to get up, but I was so tired, and my arm was so painful that I didn’t know if I could ever make it without help. I needed a medic, but God knows there wasn’t any. And I didn’t know why that fucking Seraph was there to begin with, so it only meant that our mission wasn’t over yet.“What the fuck are you doing here? Thess, don’t ever mention to mom I cursed. Also, don’t ever curse, okay?”Thess looked at me with a frown and a serious face, but I knew she would do as I told her, because she was a good kid. And right now, I had to help Becca keep my sister away from the filthy hands of Mahasiah.“Oh, you know... I just wanted to pass by, see if you were doing fine. You know I care about you, don’t you?”I wanted to kick his inexistent private parts so hard...For all I had seen of him in all other world-lines, he’d been
Everything was darkness and my heart felt light.It felt as though I was just a child, wrapped in a comfy blanket, ready to fall asleep in my mom’s arms.Oh, right... My mom wasn’t there anymore... I was...Was I dead?I never thought that death would be this comfortable, this welcoming.“Not... Waking up... Vital signs... Okay...”Voices... I... My mind was blurred, numb. I felt dizzy, but little by little, my senses came back to me, and even though there was only darkness around me, I was able to hear some things.Voices all around, in an indistinct chatter, where I could only discern a few words.My body felt so heavy and tired.“Where...” I tried to ask, but my voice sounded like a mumbling, muffled as if my mouth was full of cotton.“Don’t speak, child. Everything is okay now. Just try to open your eyes.”To... Open my eyes?I tried to do as
It took approximately three hours for us to circle the whole western area of the floating city of Asgard, just so that we could get near the observatory where Odin told me we would find Heimdall. In the meantime, he told me how strange it was, that even when I was able to see through world-lines, there were still some completely out of my sight. However, it wasn’t surprising at all, as the all-father told me later. Because as they already foresaw here in Asgard, what Metatron did in Becca’s world-line, turned the entirety of creation against itself, making the whole world-line into a gigantic anomaly. And with that anomaly, he would be able to hide from unwanted eyes. Eyes that had mouths, and would surely tell their masters of the scribe’s plan, forcing their masters to move for a war that the scribe of God hims