by Gabi Moore
And then he remembered.
Chapter 16
Dion wasn’t sure if they had what was needed. He glanced around and saw a table unfolded next to the bonfire, which was what the chess club brought out to the party. On it were a few chessboards with half-finished games, some hotdogs, buns and mustard. Then he had a thought and ran ahead of the beast to the table. Dion scattered the condiments across the table as the mass began quivering toward the fire. He needed to be quick since the table was in its way.
In the distance, his uncle stood in place with his arms folded and a smile on his face.
Dion grabbed a saltshaker and dumped the contents over a hot dog bun. He rubbed a few more hot dog buns with salt to make sure they were ground into the loaves. The next thing he did was to grab up all the buns and walk into the direction of the tentacles, but he made sure to stay out of their range.
“What’s he doing?” one of the chess club guys asked Emily as Dion slowly made his way to the mass of tentacles. The creature didn’t have any sensory organs. It had no way of seeing or smelling where it was, but it could feel its way about with the scores of pseudopods which spread from the center of it.
“Don’t worry about Dion,” Emily said. “He knows what he’s doing, just let him do it. Or at least I think I he knows what he’s doing.” As Emily watched Dion walk into the path of the monster with a handful of hotdog buns, she wasn’t so sure.
Dion was just out of range of the monster when he hurled the first bun at the creature. The tentacles grasped and then released the bun. The tentacles it used to grab them shook violently when it released the bread. It appeared the creature was in pain, but there was no way to know because it couldn’t make any kind of noise, other than the oozing sound it made as it pulled itself along on the ground.
Dion began to throw more buns at it and the monster retracted its tentacles. It seemed to shrink every time a bun stuck it. Dion waited to throw another one and the creature seemed to wail, even without a mouth to scream. It continued to shrink in scale under it was no more than two feet high. When it had shrunk to the small stump of no more than six inches, Dion walked over to the monster, dropped the final bun on it, and rubbed it into the ground. He lifted the bun and checked underneath it.
“Gone,” Dion announced to the crowd. “Back to where it came. Just don’t eat any of the buns I threw.” There was a muted laughter from the crowd.
Dion went back to the table and grabbed a trash bag. As the rest of them watched, he picked up each bun and placed them in the bag. Then he tied the top of the bag and took it to Ken.
“Make sure you burn this later,” he instructed Ken. His friend nodded and put the bag to one side.
There was a clapping sound from the embankment. Dion turned to see his uncle with a smile on his face again. “Very good, nephew. How did you send it back?”
Dion walked up to him. “I remembered what instrument was the counter against it. Bread and salt. We had the bread in the form of hot dog buns; all I had to do was get the salt on them and hurl the buns back at the monster.”
“You are your father’s son, I have to admit. You do know who your father really is, don’t you?”
“He’s your brother.”
“Not exactly. He never did tell you why the older woman tried to have your nursemaids kill you, did he?”
“What are you talking about?” Dion demanded.
“Your real father is Jupiter Olympus, didn’t he ever tell you? No, I guess he didn’t. My brother wouldn’t want it known his wife had an affair with her employer. It didn’t matter that he paid off your parent’s mortgage when Jupiter’s wife found out. She was furious over what happened. It’s why you have the potential for five elemental powers, Dion. You’re half-Olympian yourself. Your parents never told you, but I guessed it a long time ago.”
“You are just saying that to keep me out of the tower,” Dion snarled at him.
“Go ask around. I guess this makes me your half-uncle. I don’t care. Jupiter’s wife found out and tried to have you killed. She can control water elementals too because she is an Olympian. It almost worked, but Jupiter thought she might try to hurt you someday, so he paid one of the men to follow you. He acted as protection until you were big enough to take care of yourself. Even wonder why that truck just happened to be there at the right time? It’s because the man driving it worked for your real father who didn’t want anything to happen to you.”
“Get out of here, uncle!” Dion thundered at him. “You can forget about my allowing you to keep the mall after I rescue my parents and the grandmaster. I will see you are stripped of everything you have!”
“All you have to do is ask around,” Seth Bach laughed as he vanished.
Dion stood in place and swore at the empty space where his uncle had stood. This could be a trick to make him stay away from the tower. But if his uncle was lying, why had he done it in such a way that would allow Dion to check up on what he said? It would be very easy to look into it. His uncle had to know this and had to know that Dion would check up on him. Which meant he had to know that he was right.
If it was true, why had none of his parents told him what happened? Why did they let him go through life and assume he was his father’s son? Were they eventually planning to tell him the truth? He could understand if they hadn’t wanted to talk about such shame on the family. However, he was eighteen. Couldn’t they could have broken the truth to him years ago and prepared him for this? Why did they force him to hear it from his uncle, the man who had imprisoned his parents and forced him to come here in the first place? Dion stood in place and felt the anger inside him.
“Dion!” Sean yelled. “Lilly’s hurt!”
Dion turned around and saw Emily and Sean holding Lilly between the two of them. She was bleeding from a gash to the head and blood was all over her clothes. Horrified, Dion ran to her and tried to stop the blood flow. He could see it wasn’t as bad as he thought, but she still would need stitches to get the wound closed.
“What happened?” he asked them.
“I don’t know,” Emily said. “When you got rid of that thing, we couldn’t find her. Sean and I looked everywhere and found her lying on the bank.”
Lilly’s eyes opened up and she looked at Sean. “Is everyone alright?” she asked him. “The last thing I remember was that monster sending its arms everywhere. It hit me and I went flying. Guess I hit my head on something. Ow, everything hurts.” She looked down at her clothes in the firelight. “Oh, my parents will not be happy.” She blinked again. Dion realized they needed to get her to the hospital because something was wrong with her head.
“We’ll take my van,” Dion said and placed one of her arms around his shoulder. He turned to the partygoers. “You’ll have to break things up. Lilly needs to get to the hospital. The police may come around here and snoop around because I’ll have to tell them she slipped and fell. I suggest you tell your girls good night and get home as soon as you can.”
“Sure thing,” Ken said. “Call my house and let me know how everything went.” He turned back to the assembled Naiad sisters and their boys. As Dion walked away, he could see they were sad to hear the news, but understood the party would have to end.
Dion had Lilly in his van and out on the road ten minutes later. Right then, all he could think about was the hospital and making sure he got Lilly there without any problems. Emily sat in the back with her and kept a towel on her head. She constantly talked to her to keep Lilly awake. Dion tried hard not to roar past any of the cars on the highway, but he was concerned about getting her to the hospital. The nearest one was five miles away.
He planned to call her parents as soon as she’d been admitted. He hoped they wouldn’t be too mad at him, but wouldn’t blame them if they were. What a way to announce an engagement: in a hospital bed. This was a fine thing to happen on the day before he needed to go into the clock tower in the middle of the mall and rescue his parents and the grandmaster. His uncle hadn’t plan
ned this to happen, but he’d created the events by unleashing the monster from the abyss. Dion’s blood boiled when the thought about what happened.
They had all rehearsed their story before leaving. Dion and friends had left the mall later and noticed some people they knew by the creek. They went down to see who it was and Lilly slipped on the mud. When she fell, Lilly had struck a rock and they left immediately to get her to the hospital. Thank God, none of them had anything alcoholic to drink at the bonfire because it would make the cops suspicious if they did. Dion assumed the cops would get involved. They always did in these kinds of cases. He hoped they would merely announce the creek as off limits and leave it at that. If they decided to question each of them separately, the story might fall apart. He wasn’t even sure how much Lilly remembered what she was supposed to say. She was still somewhat delirious when they talked it over.
“How’s she doing back there?” Dion called to Emily.
“I’m fine,” Lilly said to him. “My head hurts, but do you really have to go to the hospital?”
“Your parents will take you there even if I drop you off at your house. At least this way, they’ll realize I’m responsible. At least I hope they do.”
Dion gave the van some gas and it lunged forward. He glanced back and saw the bleeding hadn’t stopped. He couldn’t tell how much blood she’d lost, but it didn’t seem to be that much. He swore and wished his elemental powers extended to healing. For all the forces he controlled, there was nothing he could do to cure a sick person. The powers of elemental manipulation didn’t include an ability to stop injuries or disease. It was a sick joke that he was the master of four elements, but still had to take his injured girlfriend in a van himself when she’d been hurt.
Soon he could see the lights of the hospital off the highway. Dion made the exit slowly as he didn’t want to topple the van on his way to the hospital. Vans were notoriously top heavy and could turn over with ease if the driver didn’t know how to handle them right. Snow and ice was a terror when it came to vans.
The van spun into the parking lot for the emergency room. Dion could see the lights of a few other cars in the emergency room parking lot. He pulled his van into the nearest parking lane to the glass doors of the emergency room clinic. He killed the engine, opened the driver’s door and ran around to slide open the door to the rear passenger side so Emily could help Lilly climb out of the van.
Two attendants at the hospital ran out with a wheelchair the moment they saw Lilly bleeding. Dion let them take over her care and they wheeled her into the clinic as the rest of them followed along. The attendants fired off scores of questions about Lilly as they took her into the hospital.
The doors flew open as Dion left Lilly with the doctors on duty. He went right to the pay phone situated next to the entrance to the emergency room and made a quick call to her parents.
“Hello,” her father announced when he picked up the phone. “Who is this?”
“It’s Dion sir, he said. “I need to tell you something. I will get straight to the point. Your daughter in the county hospital. She fell and hurt herself, but I think she’s going to be all right.”
Her father swore on the other side of the line and wanted a detailed report on what happened. Dion told him the rehearsed story and hoped her father would accept it. He seemed to believe him, but it was hard to tell over the phone. Her father told him he was leaving right away and to stay there until he arrived. Dion assured him he had no intention of leaving until he was certain Lilly would be safe. He heard her father slam down the receiver and worried he would drive too fast on the way over.
Finally, he called his aunt and uncle. His uncle answered the phone and he gave him the rehearsed story of what happened. He uncle was silent for a few seconds after he finished.
“That’s not what really happened, is it?” his Uncle Rich asked. “This is what everyone is supposed to think happened, but you can tell me the truth. After all, I’m family.”
“You want to know the truth?” Dion asked him. “You really want to know the truth?”
“Of course.”
“Lilly was attacked by a primordial monster your brother Seth summoned from the abyss to stop me from rescuing my parents and the Aether Element Grandmaster. She was knocked to the ground before I had a chance to send it back to where it came with hot dog buns rubbed in salt. Tomorrow I have to go into the tower and get the final power I don’t have, which your brother does possess.”
“So you did get the fire elemental power today?”
“Yes, but only after using all the other elementals to keep from getting immolated by some fire elemental salamanders who didn’t like me. It’s all good, they work for me now. But the best part is what my Uncle Seth told me tonight. He claims my real father is Jupiter Olympus and that is why the crazy lady tried to get my nursemaids to kill me.”
His uncle on the other end of the line was silent, which told him what he needed to know about his lineage.
“Other than that, I’ve had an excellent day. I’ll be home after I make sure Lilly is all right. Oh yes, one more thing. If I survive tomorrow, Lilly and I will be married. I asked her today and she accepted.” Dion hung up the phone.
Chapter 17
Just as soon as Dion hung up the phone, Emily was on the pay phone. He could hear her talk to her father about what happened earlier in the evening. As planned, she used the rehearsed story.
“Guess I get to use the phone last,” Sean said to him as Dion came around the corner.
“How is Lilly?” Dion asked him. “I just got off the phone with her dad. He’s on the way over here.”
“Doctor says she’s going to be fine,” Sean told him. “They’re stitching her head up right now. Guess they’ll have to shave part of her head to sew her up. But her hair will grow back.”
Dion went directly to the nurse on duty and asked her when she would be out of the clinic.
“Shouldn’t be too long,” she told him. “My guess is that they’ll keep her in for a few days in case she had a concussion. Are you family?”
“Kind of. I’m her fiancé.”
“You’ll need to talk to her doctor. Are any other family members here?”
“Her father is on the way.”
The nurse told him to sit down and wait. Dion when into the waiting room and watched the TV screen for a while. There was some network show on about a pair of crime solving old women who were trying to stop a coven of witches. Or something like that. He really couldn’t concentrate on what was on the television with everything else around him. How would Lilly’s father take the news of both the injury and the engagement? He couldn’t imagine.
Dion looked up to see Emily walking into the room. “I just got off the phone with my dad. He’s concerned, but understands I might be late tonight. Sean is on the phone with his mother right now.”
“Did you tell your father about you and Sean becoming engaged?” he asked her.
Emily frowned and looked the other way. “No. Sean and I decided to do it later. Sean will have enough to deal with when he gets home tonight. He doesn’t need his mother badgering him about me too. She drilled him constantly about what happened and be on the phone to every other woman in her church. I went over the story several times with him. So long as he sticks to it, everything will be fine.” She sat down next to Dion.
“How about Lilly?”
“Getting the stitches put in as we speak and her father is on the way over here.”
“No, are you going to tell her parents about the engagement?”
“I don’t think so. I hope I’ll see her first before they arrive. I still have to enter the clock tower tomorrow. I don’t want to add any problems to her. I think we should keep the announcement quiet until after tomorrow.”
“I can see why you would feel that way,” she told him. “Do you really have to go into that tower tomorrow?”
“Yes. I have to bring this thing to a conclusion. Plus, I think my uncle is plan
ning something. I don’t know what, but he wants me out of the way for the next week. If I don’t get in there tomorrow, anything might happen.”
Dion was quiet. He blamed himself for Lilly’s injury. If he hadn’t let her come with him today, she wouldn’t be in the hospital right now. Lilly had stood next to him all the way and been there for him these past few days. It was only a few days ago he’d encountered her as a tiny young lady standing in the lot with her shoes in her hand. Why had he allowed her to see some of the small things he could accomplish with his abilities? She would have been better off somewhere else. Lilly would make a lawyer or international diplomat a fine wife. She might have a career herself these days and end up a politician. He could imagine her on TV, with the cameras pointing down since she wasn’t very tall.
He felt she’d given up so much for him and nearly been killed several times. How many girls would have stood with him patiently as he went up against these elementals time after time? Not too many. Most of the girls at the high school didn’t interest him. All they seemed to care about as whatever rock star was popular that month. Lilly she was different.
After fifteen minutes had elapsed, Sean came into the waiting room and sat down.
“Any word about Lilly?” he asked his friends.
“Dion told us she’s getting stitches put in,” Emily told him. “Should be out soon.”
“They may want to keep her overnight,” Dion added. “Concussion and all that.” Sean nodded and sat down next to them.
“How did it go with your mother on the phone?” Emily asked him.
“About as best as you could expect. She kept asking me over and over whom I was with and was I okay. I told her each time that it was and what we agreed to say happened. I expect the preacher will be waiting on the front porch when Dion lets me off at the house tonight.”