Mommies and Daddies

Chapter 11: Contacts Tales of the Sanctuary: Book 1 - Denial – LittleFallenPrincess     “Little girl… you’re in so much trouble later…” Vic growled at Nia, as we returned to the group who were all still just standing about, unable to do anything about our current situation, just waiting for any kind of news or update. “Vic… it’s okay… she… she actually ended up helping me a lot. It was nice… telling someone…” I interrupted, to the defence of my demonic (and apparently now somehow also angelic) friend. As I looked at my friend and former employer… I could see she was torn. But the relief in her smile told me she was proud of Nia… which made my heart feel warm again. “See! I’m good! I help!” Nia whined. I walked over to Nia, stood right in front of her, smiling, staring directly into her eyes… not blinking. “And you also teased me. I swear, little demon… I will get you back for that…” I growled through gritted teeth. “Don’t forget who I am…” Nia’s face froze in fear. She knows full well what I am capable of, as does her backside. “I… umm…” The whole group turned around to the doorway to see my sister standing there, looking pretty dejected. “I take it there’s no luck?” I sighed, knowing full well what that face of hers was saying. “I… I’m sorry…” Beth replied, walking over and wrapping her arms around me. “I promise… I will do anything I can. But so far… I can’t find the cause of what is keeping her between planes of existence. She’s not dead… but she isn’t alive. I can’t use necromancy to bring her back or anything similar because she’s not technically dead… but I can’t heal her because she’s not technically alive. I’m at my wits end… I don’t know what to do. It’s not like I can just call a phoenix specialist…” “What about…” Lucy interrupted, before her cheeks turned red as she realised she was now the centre of attention. “No… nevermind…” “No, go on…” Beth encouraged her, trying to sound comforting to help ease the poor girl into talking in front of everyone. “I… umm…” Lucy began mumbling to herself, as if she was unsure as to if she should say whatever was on her mind or not, before waddling over to my sister, reaching up so her mouth was close to my sister’s ear… then whispered something to her. Nodding along, my sister seemed to be really interested as to what Lucy had to say, before my sister looked directly at Nia. “Nia… come with me, please…” Beth said. It was definitely more of an order than a request, it seemed. “Lucy, you come with me too, and you too, Bea…”   “So what’s all this about Nia being able to heal?” Beth asked as she sat down on her stool, facing the three of us. I noticed Sera laying on a table behind her, her body covered up by a sheet, leaving only her head visible. And I so desperately wanted to go hug her… “Sorry…” Lucy said to Nia. “Look… I… umm…” as Nia ‘umm’d’ and ‘ahh’d’ her way around the topic, my sister was clearly having none of it. “And Beatrice…” she growled at me. “Yes, sis?” “You’re not surprised by this revelation…” Lucy looked at me in shock. “Wait… you know?” “She literally just told me about it all like twenty minutes ago… well… showed me,” I replied. “ISN’T IT SO COOL? TELL HER IT’S SO COOL! SHE KEEPS WHINING ABOUT THEM, BUT THEY’RE FREAKING WINGS! HOW CAN SHE NOT BE EXCITED ABOUT FREAKING WINGS?!” “W… wings?” Beth asked, before clutching her forehead. “What are you keeping from us, Nia?” “I… umm… may be… part angel now…” Nia mumbled, nervously. “What do you mean by that? I thought you already wer-” Nia’s angelic wings unfurled themselves, seemingly out of nowhere, as the poor little demon looked embarrassed. “I…”  For once, my sister was speechless. So I quickly made a perfect recreation of this moment in my memories so I could enjoy it at a later time… and ideally make fun of her for it. “That’s not all… show her!” Lucy said, cheering on our friend to share more. Nia’s red skin turned a pale shade of pink, just like her glamour, and her hair turned blonde… which wasn’t the same colour as her usual glamour. “I… maybe… umm… am able to look like I did before the fall… umm…” Nia mumbled. No horns, no tail, new heavenly wings and a slightly different face and hair… Angel Nia was actually kinda fucking cute. Pre-Sera me totally would’ve fucked her. “Nia… why didn’t you share this part too?” I asked. After all… I had only seen the wings up to this point. “I… look… I was struggling with the whole ‘turning back into an angel thing’ already…” “You’re… turning back into an angel?” Beth asked. “What does this mean? What… What exactly does this allow you to do? Could you heal Sera?” “I mean… look, I don’t know what’s causing it… and I don’t know what the limits to it are just yet. All I know is that I managed to bring Fiona back from the brink of death, and I protected Vic from the blast in Lucy’s apartment. I don’t know if I can resurrect the dea-... Fuck. Sorry Bea…” “Could you at least try?” my sister asked, sounding pretty desperate at this point, which kinda scared me. “I… can try…” Nia shuffled awkwardly over to my girlfriend’s body, standing beside it, looking down awkwardly as a lingering silence filled the air. “Well?” Beth asked, crossing her arms, looking more impatient than I had ever seen her. “Well… here goes…” Nia held out her hands over Sera’s body and closed her eyes. It took a second before something finally happened… and her hands began glowing. “This is so cool…” Lucy whispered to herself, excitedly. I waited with bated breath, hoping to the Goddess that Nia would be able to bring Sera back from wherever she was. But at the same time… if she’s not in there… is there anything to heal? Or would whatever this thing Nia is doing bring back her soul to her body? At this point, we were just throwing options at the wall and hoping one of them stuck. “Is anything happening?” Nia asked, too afraid to open her eyes. “Nia, just stop,” Beth ordered. “This isn’t working. I can’t feel any pull on the tether between her soul and her body. You’re just healing a healthy body right now…” “Wait… a tether?” Lucy asked, as if an idea had popped into that adorable little head of hers. “Could… you trace it?” “Tried that, sweetie. But I can’t even get a direction, let alone an actual destination as to where Sera’s lifeforce is. I’m afraid I’m out of options.”   I collapsed into the chair nearby, my shoulders slumping as I sighed heavily, feeling the hurt of defeat deep within my heart. “We’ll get her back, I promise,” Lucy said, putting her hand on my shoulder. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep…” I replied, sighing again. I felt so lost. The love of my life was gone… and I couldn’t do anything about it. And it wasn’t like she was actually dead… so I can’t even mourn her. She’s… wait… “Nia…” I blurted out. “Yeah Bea?” “Earlier you mentioned ‘our deathly associate’...” “Yes, and?” “I think we need to get some outside help…”   -------------------------------------------------------   “You sure this will summon them?” Vic asked as we all stood around a runed circle that Nia had drawn on the dining hall floor. Everyone had gathered for this, as it would need a lot of magic to accomplish. Even those not magically inclined were acting as batteries for us, allowing us to tap into their lifeforce to fuel this summoning. “Definitely. I had to summon them once for a night out a decade or so ago. So I know it works,” I replied, smiling at my friend and ex-employer. “And you think… they… have the answer?” “If they don’t have the answer… then they’ll at least know where to direct us to someone who does. This is the only option we have left right now. We need an expert on all things dead, even if Sera isn’t technically dead. Who better than the Lord of Death themselves?” “I… don’t feel comfortable summoning-” “Oh don’t worry, they’re like super cool with us all,” Lucy shrugged. “Wait…” Vic asked, realising something, “You’ve… all… had dealings with them?” “Yeah. Haven’t you?” “Well… yeah… but I thought I was…” “The only one? You know Susie is technically undead, right? Nia is from Hell. Even I’m technically undead.” “I know that… I just… Look, the last time I saw them it was a pretty traumatic time for me. What with the whole ‘being sacrificed and sent to Hell’ thing… It didn't help that they wore my ex’s face…” “That’s just a trick-” “I know what it was… I just… What appearance will they take on if we’re all here? Will they pick one of us? Pick someone close to the person who summoned them? Or maybe because it’s to do with Beatrice and Sera… maybe…”” “White hair, fit, great tits… that’s their default appearance,” Nia said, interrupting her fiancée , before realising who she was talking to. At that point she quickly shut up so her fiancée didn’t turn her butt a completely different shade of red. “Okay. Fine. Let’s do this then…” Beth took that as a signal to start, so as everyone shut up, she began focusing, drawing on the power within each of our souls, as we all held hands, completing the circle we were standing around. Nia was about to speak, probably to say something snarky whilst there was complete silence in the room, but one look from me and she quickly backed down and shut up. Beth needed complete silence and I wasn’t going to allow Nia’s inner brat ruin this. I know she doesn’t mean to and she means well… but that girl is so destructive. And as my sister began chanting the words to the spell, written in a language older than any human knows… I felt the tug on my core… on my soul… as it connected with the others, channelling just a bit of energy towards my sis. Not enough to weaken, hurt or kill us… but enough to give her the energy needed to complete the summoning ritual. And as we all closed our eyes, channelling our lifeforce out… a voice called out… “You could’ve just called. I have a phone, you know…” We all opened our eyes in shock, turning to the source of the voice. But… it wasn’t in the runic circle like we expected. I took one look at Death, then quickly looked back to my sister, who just shrugged. “Hey, I didn’t get to complete the spell…” she whispered over to me so the others didn’t hear. “Dee…” I called out, unlinking my hands and running over to them, wrapping my arms around them and giving them the biggest hug. “Trix…” they replied, hugging me tightly. “What’s so important you wanted to try summoning me?” “How… Did you know? We didn’t complete the ritual…” “Sweetie, I’ve been hiding out in the background for a little while now… I’m surprised your little angelic friend didn’t say anything… I would’ve thought she would’ve been able to see me.” This caught Nia by surprise, who began blushing. “Nia… What are they talking about? Is one of your siblings nearby?” Vic asked her, making Nia feel put on the spot, as she casually shrugged her shoulders and pretended to not know anything. “Wait… but why?” I asked Death. “Sera and I are old friends. And as soon as she didn’t meet me at the crossroads between life and death like she normally does when she’s about to be reborn… I got worried. So I got here about half an hour ago.” “WHY DIDN’T YOU MAKE YOURSELF KNOWN?” “I wanted to see what was going on. And I didn’t want to disrupt any plans your sister made. She has a habit of… ruining mine…” Beth stood at the back of the room, looking everywhere but our direction, trying to pretend we don’t exist. “Meddling necromancers aside… I was worried. So I held back, waiting to join… then I stepped outside for two minutes and you started to bloody summon me! Obviously I had to step in before you wasted all that magic…” “Well I’m glad you’re here anyway. Have… have you not heard from Sera then? Wait… you said you’re old friends?” I asked, confused. “She didn’t tell you? She’s one of my ‘special cases’. I meet her once a month, like I have always done with phoenixes, and I guide them back to their bodies.” “Why didn’t you guide her back to hers this time?” “There was no one there to guide. Trix… she never showed up.” Death was one of the few people who was allowed to give me a nickname. Sera, Death, Lucifer… my partner and my best friends. Best friends with the Devil and Death… I sure know how to pick ‘em. Anyone else who tries… well they get the fury of ‘Beatrice’. Maybe now my other close friends know my most vulnerable side… maybe… just maybe… I’ll let them call me nicknames. Well, except for Sera’s special name for me. That’s reserved for just her. “Do you know what happened?” I asked them. “That’s the thing, I have no idea. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to find the poor girl. But I’ve looked everywhere. Every afterlife.” “Except…” “Yes, I know, but I can’t see her slipping past into the monstrum afterlife… I can’t go there but I’m sure I’d be able to tell if she had slipped past me into that… whatever it is.” “Then where the hell is she?” I asked, frustrated. “Sweetie, I’ll continue looking, I’ll even double check everywhere. I’ve also got a couple of contacts I’m going to get in touch with, see if they can help. Just… be patient.” “I CAN’T! Dee… you know I can’t live without her…” “Oh I know. She always loved telling me all about you. I always pretended to not know you, just so she could get excited about bragging all about you as we waited at the crossroads, waiting for her rebirth.” “She… told you about me?” “Trix… she loved you more than anything. And you love her more than anything, as you never shut up about her to me and Lucifer. It’s like you were bound by fate to be together. If that existed. Which it doesn’t, trust me. Imagine two people being tied up together by fate, to be destined to meet… that’s just fantasy in silly made up stories. But looking at you two… you two nearly make me want to disregard the truth.” “I…” I didn’t know what to say for a moment. “Wait… so you’re going again?” “Yes, sweetie.” “What are we supposed to do in the meantime?” “Wait. I’ll be in touch, I promise. Just… let me give you my phone number again so you don’t have to go about summoning me again…”   Once Death had gone, leaving us all shocked, Vic especially, we all collapsed into the nearest chair we could find, not knowing what to do next. But before we could relax… the power went out. Completely out. Everything went pitch black. Couldn’t see a thing. I could hear someone shuffling about. Followed by the sound of two people struggling. And that’s when the lights came on.           ===================================================== There's the end of the first book. 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I was at a school Halloween party my 8th grade year. This really cute girl came dressed as a baby. Hoo boy!

Consider yourself indulged.  Great addition and unexpected on Wednesday morning (for me anyway).  So much I'm looking forward to including what's coming with Amber but also the ski trip and how he'll be around Kim's family (in and out of littleness hopefully), Savannah and especially the Kim lifestyle chat and what that might imply for other characters.  Oh, and the reach out from someone 'like' him and where that goes.  Don't even miss Harley but she 'hasn't gone away' as the famous quote goes!!!  Can't wait for these, and more (school lawsuit too) to play out!!  Thanks!! 

...I discovered that I could fashion decent diapers from flour sack towels.

I like a diaper, & a PUL cover with a T shirt.