The Truth Lies Beneath Your Eyes

by Nzingha Keyes

  Chapter two:

  Who the hell is Lucifer?

  “Alexander, get a bottle of water,” Alias said. Alexander returned with the water and placed it by her bedside.

  “Alias she’s going to wake up and either have listened and then kicks your ass, or kick your ass and then listen, were halfway around the world,” Alexander said. Alexander was correct by any standard, but at the time that didn’t exactly matter at the moment Alex was being treated as what he was, the little brother. Short with light brown hair that was wavy and covered his eyes, Freckles all over his face and lucid blue eyes that could no lie see right through you. He appeared closer to ten at first glance and never failed to prove you wrong, with jeans and every skate team t-shirt possibly owned by one person, he was undeniably Alexander.

  “Shut up Alexander, I know exactly well that there will be great consequence for my actions but that isn’t the problem at hand”

  “Well when will that be Alias?! When she awakens to find she has been kidnapped and contacts the Romanian authorities? Or when she realizes the strength and potential through rage and annihilates us!!!” Alex was yelling.

  For a twelve year old boy you sure are a wise ass, he thought quickly. “Why don’t you-”His comment was cut short.

  “Liniste, ambele de tine!” Christophe yelled from the doorway.

  “SĂ luaţi o fată ostatic pe prima ta zi de scoala pe suspision. Apoi, pentru a procced chiuitură ca un cretin la Alexander, care prin modul în care este corectă. Mama şi tatăl ar drăcoaică tine mai rău decât mine!“ Christophe was yelling at him in Romanian, quickly and quietly as not to wake Amethyst.

  “Prost!” Christophe said as he left.

  Neither protested or said a word to Christophe as he left. He had jet black hair that stopped at his collar and at the moment was wavy and moist from the shower he had just taken. He had eyes the same color as Alias. He only had on his black jeans and a belt and was holding the shirt he was waiting to put on. He was sixteen, the oldest and when mom and dad were not there (which was often), what Christophe said was law. Christophe had the ability to speak English but when at home he usually chose not to. Alias didn’t want to admit to it but, both what Alexander and Christophe said had been correct. He had been impulsive and caught up in the moment. As far as he was concerned, he was deftly mistaken and put everything and everyone in danger.

  “Where…am…I?” The voice was quiet and careful and slightly familiar, Amethyst had awoken.

  She looked out the window that was at her bedside and then saw Alias’s reflection in the window.

  “Where am I!? Where have you taken me!!!?” She yelled. I expected…whining, not as much rage, he thought.

  “Romania, welcome Amethyst,” he said flatly.

  “Are you mentally deficient?! Have you lost what little brain you originally possessed? I am calling the police!!!” She yelled getting up to reach the phone.

  “What have you done!!!?” She yelled. She was unaware of the tears she had put in the mattress and the bedside table that she had broken in her rage and he was very certain that what he thought from the beginning was true.

  “You don’t know the number for the authorities here and besides that you need to listen to what I need to tell you,” Alias said.

  “What I need to do is go home immediately you damn stalker! What did you do? You were flying!” She yelled. He didn’t know how to deal with this. He hadn’t thought things through this far.

  “Okay, were in Romania,” he started off. “You’re here with me and my two brothers,” He continued.

  “Okay why?” She asked calmly. Okay I guess the shock is setting in and she won’t yell at me, he thought.

  “Have you ever seen Dracula?” He asked.

  “Please tell me you didn’t take me here to reveal that you’re a vampire and I’m your next meal,” she said.

  “No, of course not but well there is a problem,” he responded.

  “Get to it then,” She said.

  “Me and my brothers and a few others here are what’s known as fallen angels,” he said. She studied his expression and then started laughing,

  “this is…the dumbest dream…I’ve ever had in my life,” she said in between bursts of laughter.

  “I’m not joking Amethyst, this is serious,” He said.

  “Well prove it!!!” She said laughing. Alias focused and then wings ripped through the back of his white t-shirt.

  “THAT’S INSANE!!!” She yelled while backing up against the closed window.

  “I’m not going to hurt you, just listen,” Alias said.

  “Why am I here Alias?” She said sounding frightened.

  “I’m getting to that, hold on,” He said. “Well fallen angels are usually synonymous with the word ‘demon’. We don’t strive for that, the way you are a fallen angel is if you do something wrong in a previous life and a supposed to be sent to hell are sent to earth again trying to correct whatever you did wrong,” Alias said.

  “What did you do?” Amethyst asked.

  “I would rather not talk about it. The problem at hand is the Calibers. They are like us except they are full demons, they use their reprieve to destroy us, they think they are better,” he said. “We think that if we can destroy them we won’t have to wander the earth for all eternity,” He finished.

  “Okay…where do I fit in here?” Amethyst asked.

  “If suspicion is correct you as well are half demon/ fallen angel,” He replied.

  “No way, that isn’t possible,” Amethyst said.

  “What makes you so sure?” Alias asked.

  “I wasn’t banished from heaven, I’ve never been there!” She said.

  “I know, you would remember that. The thing that tipped me off was your eyes and you like ripped through the mattress and broke part of the table next to you,” Alias said.

  “So I’m strong and my eyes are purple, big deal,” She said.

  “Yes, big deal you can’t be born with purple eyes. Besides that, It is said that is a full demon has a child with someone with blue eyes the genes don’t decide and they combine to purple,” He finished.

  “Mom has blue eyes, I don’t know about my dad,” She said going quiet. “I did have a habit of breaking things, but still…” she continued. Alias left her to think.

  He walked into the living room. That went relatively well, he thought.

  “How did she take the news so far?” Christophe asked while moving to sit next to him on the couch.

  “I don’t know, how do most people respond to being told that their half demons? Christophe, what if done something wrong?” Alias asked. He was in need of some of his older brother’s wisdom at the moment and Christophe never failed to disappoint.

  “Relaxa fratele mic, ai facut ceea Ce a fost corect,” He said messing up Alias’s hair as he went back to his room. He reapeated what Christophe had said in his mind. ‘Relax little brother, what you did was right’, he thought.

  He heard talking coming from his room where Amethyst was at and walked toward the room. “You get to be special, like a superhero,” He heard Alex talking and then heard Amethyst laugh.

  “Is that how you see it Alex? Can I ask what you did?” She asked.

  “Uh, I would tell you but it’s up to Alias and Christophe because it’s all related,” Alex said with a smile. “You seem like a good person Alex,” she said.

  “I always have been…I just messed up, by they way don’t be sad anymore…your eyes are pretty and superheroes are awesome,” He said sliding off the edge of the bed noticing Alias was standing in the doorway. “I didn’t mess up anything in your room, it just that she was crying and you-“he was hushed. “I understand, thank you Alex,” Alias said and Alex left.

  “Okay well, what am I supposed to do here exactly Alias?” She asked him.

  “Help us fight the full demons that get many fallen angels framed,” He responded with slight bitterness. “But
I can’t do that, I don’t know how to,” She said.

  “Me and my brothers will teach you for the time being, call your parents and tell them that your sleeping at a friend’s house for the week off,” he said passing her the phone.

  “Why did we have to come to Romania?” She asked while picking up the phone.

  “Because that way me and my brothers aren’t being lectured by our parents and you can’t call the police, this is our parent’s house and they told us to stay with our grandmother for the week while they vacation and then go back to New York over the weekend,” Alias said.

  “Hello, Mom?” She said and Alias walked out.