First Demonic Dragon

Chapter 1100: We Build Again VI



Chapter 1100: We Build Again VI

“What exactly is that anyway..?”

Yemaja looked down at the glowing blue flower petal wrapped in the form of a burning cigarette….

“It’s Blue Algae flower. It grows in the darkest, coldest regions of Tehom’s ocean only a couple of times a year… it’s for aches.”

“Headaches?”

“…No.”

Courtney winced at the firm denial.

“So it’s… sea-weed?” She tried to joke.

In another place at another time, Yemaja would have laughed quite heartily. But here, in this moment, all she could offer her sister was a half-hearted smile.

“Ha-ha. Want some?” Yrmaja held it out.

Courtney smiled wryly. “Mom and dad aren’t going to freak about this..?”

Yemaja shrugged. “It’s not a drug. You’re fine.”

Begrudgingly, Courtney took the flower from her sister and brought it to her lips.

She took a deep inhale like a trained professional.

The plant was fast-acting.

As Courtney exhaled a glittery blue mist, she suddenly felt as if there was a Band-Aid over all of her turbulent feelings.

She became acutely aware of the feeling of her lungs expanding and contracting. Focusing on her breathing helped to calm her heart and mind significantly.

She thought the plant would give her at least a little bit of a high, but it didn’t. The world didn’t feel surreal, but her body felt the same way it did when she drank hot tea in the bath.

“Like it? Shen Long first told me about it a few thousand years ago. Supposedly, it’s good for enhancing one’s natural yin and yang energies.”

Courtney held up her hand. A mystical blue and black energy swirled around in her palm.

Yemaja smiled at her softly. “You have a talent. I’ll add it to the list of things to be envious of.”

Courtney almost choked on the smoke in her mouth.

“What!? Why would you be envious of me!?”

Yemaja smiled bitterly. “You’re one of the good daughters. You don’t sneak out, or disgrace yourself, or give our old man headaches…”

“There are no ‘good’ daughters. We’re all on the same wavelength and equally shitty sometimes. At least that’s what Grandma K says.”

Yemaja wished that were true. But unfortunately, she wasn’t that naive.

As she fell silent, Courtney chose that moment to blurt out everything that had been troubling her.

“I think Aj and I might’ve just broke up.”

“Ziz had an orb that could talk to Percival. Had it for weeks and didn’t say anything. He was touching it when he got possessed.”

“Fuck, okay, you win.”

Yemaja took back the flowery cigarette and took a deep drag. The smooth, sweet-smelling smoke permeated her brain and made her feel just a little bit less stupid. Official source is n0velfire.net

Though only barely.

Courtney bit her lip as she reached for her sister. “Yem… I’m really sor-”

“Don’t.” Yemaja held up her hand. “Just… please, don’t.”

Courtney ignored her and hugged her sister anyway.

Despite Yemaja’s insistence that this wasn’t what she wanted, she didn’t make any moves to push her sister away.

Instead, her tears returned in almost full force.

She squeezed her sister so tightly that, had she still been human, she would have snapped her in two.

“I should have just listened to dad…! Because I was being stubborn, I almost got our grandmother abducted! He was near our siblings, Courtney! They could have been killed!”

“That’s not on you! You didn’t make him threaten Grandma, and you had no way of knowing what he was going to do! Besides, Dad isn’t right about everything!”

“What am I not right about?”

At that moment, Abaddon opened the doors to the balcony and stepped out with Thrudd hanging across his back.

The sight of Yemaja crying her heart out stunned the pair so deeply they nearly stumbled back.

Yemaja was many things, but she wasn’t a crier. Abaddon and Thrudd immediately thought the sky was falling.

“She’s crying!” Thrudd panicked.

Abaddon wasn’t much better.

“What’s wrong!? If you’re talking about me, your sister’s right, I don’t always have to be correct! In fact, I’m famously wrong a lot!”

“Dad, you don’t even know what we’re talking about…” Yemaja wiped her face.

“My point still stands!”

Abaddon was already festering with concern after he saw how upset Yemaja was with him earlier. This day had already taken so much from him; he couldn’t allow it to fracture his relationship with his children as well.

As Abaddon fretted over her, Yemaja stopped being able to hear her father’s words. It all sounded like bad static.

In her mind, she replayed all of the information that she’d heard from Ziz only an hour ago.

Yemaja wanted to go and run to her parents as soon as she found out, but she knew what that would mean.

She may have resented Ziz, but she wasn’t sure if she was ready to set something in motion that she couldn’t take back.

Seeing her father tend to her so carefully only made her feel even more sick.

Suddenly, Yemaja felt familiar hands wipe her face of tears.

When her vision was in focus once again, she found her father staring at her sweetly and holding her cheek in his hand.

“If this is about your bird boy, you don’t need to worry. Your mother is working hard to come up with a spell to make sure his mind and body are truly his own.”

Yemaja’s face twitched as she started crying harder.

“Dad!” Thrudd punched him.

“I was trying to be nice! I didn’t even say my joke about her coming up with a way to fix his personality!”

“DAD!”

“Shit..”

“I swear to god, you’re going to a home!” Thrudd insisted.

After his consistent blunders, Abaddon really couldn’t say that he didn’t deserve to be sent away.

But suddenly, Yemaja clenched his hoodie in a white-knuckled grip.

“Dad, I umm…” She began in a shaky voice. “I have to tell you something…”

The living room was deathly quiet, but she still heard them arrive.

Behemoth remained in her same sitting position with her head down as low as it could go. Her expression couldn’t be seen through the vine-like locs of her grey hair.

She held out her arms protectively.

“I know why you’re here, and I know you’re upset… But if you hold me in your hearts as I believe you do, then I hope you will heed my request…”

“Bebe, what are you doing..?” Thrudd asked.

Behemoth wanted to vomit. She was hoping Thrudd wouldn’t be here.

It just made everything so much harder than she’d imagined.

“Get her out of here, she’s crazy!” Ziz yelled from within his cage.

“I know that you cannot forgive my brother, and I will not ask you to…” Behemoth swallowed, her body trembling. “All I ask is that you give us a painless death.”

“Us…?”

“Behemoth!!!” Ziz smashed his fists against the barrier hard, uncaring of the backlash he suffered as a result.

“As his sister, I am also partially responsible for my brother’s actions… We are bound together, so if he is to die, then I wish to die with him…”

“Behemoth!”

“NOOO!!”

Thrudd ran over to her fiancé and shook her.

“What are you saying, Bebe?! You’re being crazy!”

With her head lifted, Thrudd could finally see Behemoth’s wet face. The light in her eyes was all but diminished.

“I don’t know if that’s really being fair, Thruddie… If it were your brothers, then would you not do the same…?”

The fact that she would have only made Thrudd feel more sick.

She looked over her shoulder at her father and her assembled mothers.

Yemaja hadn’t really stopped crying since earlier. Valerie held her head between her breasts and rubbed her back in the hopes that it would stabilize her mood, but nothing seemed to work.

“You’re not actually going to do anything to her, right??” Thrudd asked. “S-She’s just having a moment and-”

“This is what I want, Thrudd! I don’t need you to speak for me!”

“The hell you don’t, you’re talking about dying!”

“I don’t have a choice!”

“Bull shit!”

Abaddon watched the lovers’ argument get progressively worse and worse. He looked past the girls and stared at Ziz hard. His bejeweled twin, colored eyes were as heavy as lead.

Ziz shrank back underneath Abaddon’s gaze. His body broke out into a fierce cold sweat.

“Behemoth… none of us are going to kill you.” Tatiana suddenly said.

“But why!? I have only ever asked you for but one wish, and-”

“What you’re asking for is something we can’t grant you.” Lisa said solemnly. “We have also formed an attachment to you, you know..?”

Once upon a time, Behemoth might have been happy to hear that. Thrilled even.

But now, all she could think about was the underlying meaning behind those words.

“…Please… If you care about me, then you’ll let me die with my brother.”

“No!” Thrudd snapped again, but Behemoth ignored her.

At an impasse, everyone in the room looked towards Abaddon.

They waited for him to act or say something that would solidify their next course of action.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he went towards Valerie and gently coaxed their daughter away from her.

He led Yemaja out of the room quietly, only bothering to say one thing.

“Whatever you all decide to do, just make sure I don’t see him again.”


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