Dying Trust II

  FADABIDA

  It seemed that Nova was having another clingy episode, because she was sitting right next to Blu the whole time. And she did not like the cat.

  We were all sitting in Aushen’s living room, in the closest we could manage to a circle around the coffee table. Aushen and I kneeled on the floor facing the Mirror Twins, observing Valuni, who was lying on the coffee table. Blu and Nova sat on the couch, one mildly confused, the other bored and irritated. Ironically, Blu was not the bored one this time. He leaned forward to observe Valuni closely, water dripping from his still-wet hair. Nova pushed him back against the couch with her bare leg. He glared at her.

  Blu had at least found the decency to wear Sifyx in the form of a shirt despite still wearing swimming trunks. The Echo of Light, however, was not as concerned. Nova was draped across the sofa with her legs on Blu’s lap. She still wore her two-piece bathing suit and sandals, with a blouse concealing her wings that she hadn’t even bothered to button up all the way. Aushen was extremely discomforted by this fact, eliciting a copious amount of fidgeting. He wouldn’t look Nova in the eye and his face spoke of bashful disbelief.

  Nova wasn’t interested in paying attention to the conversation, but seemed to be more focused on distracting Blu, nudging him with her leg and tapping him with her foot.

  “What exactly is it you want from me?” He sounded suspicious of the cat.

  Nova, assuming he meant her, tried to speak up, but Blu pressed a finger to her lips and kept his eyes locked on Valuni.

  “She says she wants… to… to serve,” He relayed to us.

  “Me too,” mumbled Nova.

  She went ignored.

  “What exactly does you serving him entail?” I put in.

  I will do my best to help guide my Master as well as his companions to their goals, as well as do what I must to defend them. I will give my life to serve the Echo of The Night. Valuni said with steely determination.

  “Well, my first order for you Sam: is for you to not give your life because it would be stupid. Chances are if something gets past us, you’re dead anyway.” Blu pulled his finger away from Nova, who had bit on it to make a point of inconveniencing him.

  “Okay, Luni” The cat hissed at me, evidently displeased with the use of a nickname. Valuni,” I attempted to save the addressal.

  “What exactly are the extents of your abilities?” I continued, warily.

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  I can communicate telepathically with any organism that has a brain, which includes other demoryns as well as natural beings. My teleportation range is limited depending on the conditions of the Index I am on and my overall health. I can see into the future, but the visions I receive revolve around the individual’s mind that I am probing.

  “This could be good for us,” Blu deduced assuredly. “We can probably get through these rooms a little bit faster with Sam’s help.

  “We’re not leaving yet, are we?” I ask, trying not to let the dread-mingled excitement show.

  “No not quite. I want to get some sleep first.”

  “You aren’t getting any sleep tonight,” Nova huffed amorously.

  “I’m sleeping in Aushen’s room if you keep it up.” Blu shook his head tiredly.

  “Want me to let Aerix and Nika know what’s up?” Aushen put in.

  “You or Fadabiea can text them; I’m crashing for the night.” He dragged himself up from the couch, upsetting his wife’s legs. “Valuni, you’re dismissed. You may go to my room or wherever you please.”

  Valuni hopped off the table, appearing in the hallway before her paws hit the floor.

  “Nova, I’ll be in there in a moment.”

  Nova slid to her feet and strode from the room, her brainsick giggling carrying through the endless hallway, Valuni continued after her.

  “Don’t mind her, she’s clinically insane,” Blu joked smoothly.

  “Is she really?” Aushen said, eyes wide.

  “She just gets a little lovesick.” Blu glanced at the open door apprehensively, as if expecting Nova to pop in at any moment.

  “Doesn’t that seem to be a bit excessive for lovesickness?”

  “Aphropsychosis is the official condition.”

  “Like a disorder?” I inquired, feeling my anxiety come back inexplicably.

  “Yup, anyone can develop it, some are born with it. If you think that’s bad you should see her with alcohol in her system.” Blu seemed to revere the supposed trait of his wife, whereas Aushen seemed almost sick with worry.

  The white-haired boy shot nervous glances my way.

  “Enough about my wife for now.” Blu gave me a pointed look. “What’s with you two?”

  “I’m really not that involved in this,” Aushen clarified. “Fadabiea that’s on you.”

  My head swiveled in a concise motion to look at the Double Scion, my eyes attempting to bore holes into his soul.

  Traitor!

  Blu read my face clearly. “Yeah, you need to handle that. Don’t hate him for your mishaps.”

  “What am I supposed to do? Just go through with the wedding, despite having doubts about my own feelings?” I asked aggressively.

  “I think what he’s saying is: It’s for you to figure out. We can’t be held responsible for the outcome,” Aushen explained to me.

  “Bingo,” said Blu with no enthusiasm.

  “Told you.”

  “This is why I hate men,” I affronted, crossing my arms.