Demonic Angel (A Touch Of Magic)

by Maria Del Sette

  “Oh I won't hurt you Ms. Munro.” I assure her. She squawks out a laugh and it makes me jump.

  “I saw you, you ignorant brat.” Her voice is a high shrill of a noise and it hurts my ears.

  “You know? I think I preferred it when I thought you were dead.” I deadpan.

  “Dead? What on earth gave you that idea?” I look at Edward and he shrugs at me.

  “Jaxon told me himself. He said that when he was eighteen, he got a letter from his dad saying that you were dead and Edward was alive and whatever.” I wave my hand around in the air.

  “You told him I was dead?” Tiffany asks Edward. Hurt clear in her voice.

  “Yeah, in a way you were. The old you died when you became a vampire Tiffany. It's not like you tried to contact him anyway. You knew where he was. We've never moved.” Edward replies matter of factly.

  “Whatever Eddie, I am here now. I saw that witch shoot him. Then when this witch went on a mad one, I swooped in and took him. I don't want to see my baby boy die from the hands of an immature wench.” She snarls.

  “Um, I'm not a witch but whatever.” She looks at me like I just spoke French. Maybe I did. I don't know.

  “What are you then? No human can do what you did. And I have never seen wings like those before either.” I blush and feel my hidden wings twitch.

  “She's half angel.” Edward answers.

  “What? You bring a half angel here? Do you know that Levi is after one?” She screeches and Edward laughs.

  “He is not going to be a problem anymore. Believe me.” He gently squeezes my shoulder and I suppress a smile even though what we did was the reason our Jaxon is laying there motionless right now. He looks so peaceful. It looks as if Tiffany has him strapped up to a UV and a heart monitor machine. Though the machine sound isn't on, so I can't tell if this humane technique is working or not.

  “He's dead?” My head snaps to Tiffany. “Levi, I mean.” She adds when she sees me looking at her son.

  “No, I just took away his demonic side. It turned him loopy and he has been sent to a psychiatric unit. That is why Tessa, the witch, shot Jaxon. Levi is her father. Or Paul is but anyway, she tried to shoot me, and Jaxon pushed me out of the way only to be shot himself.” A lump forms in my throat at the not distant enough memory.

  “So, who are you then little angel?” I look at Edward who is smirking at the nickname that he too calls me. I roll my eyes and turn back to her.

  “Calissa. Jaxon's girlfriend.” I say quietly.

  “Girlfriend? He is an incubus though. So I am guessing you two can't be well, close.” She cringes at her own choice of words.

  “Actually dearest Calissa here is also half succubus. Her and Jaxon make the best couple and would make us very powerful and beautiful grandchildren one day.” My heart tears just a little bit more at Edwards praise on Jaxon and I and I can feel the oncoming tears from the way my nose tingles. Don't cry Calissa. Don't cry. I squeeze my eyes shut but I can feel my lip trembling.

  “Calissa? Don't cry-” Edward starts but trails off when Lorraine walks into the room. She halts when she sees Tiffany and then looks between us all as if this is a joke or not.

  “Okay so now that the important people are here. Can I go to my boyfriend please?” I ask no-one in particular. I don't bother waiting for an answer as I walk across the room and sit beside Jaxon, Lorraine in tow. “Edward? Should I try to heal him?” I look over at him and he nods gently as his eyes are fixated on his son.

  Lorraine pries open his mouth and pours a light pink liquid down his throat. She doesn't need to tell me what it is, I don't even care. I trust Lorraine a hundred percent with this kind of thing, regardless of whether or not it was her daughter that caused it in the first place.

  I hover my hands over Jaxon's body and focus all my energy on healing him. Nothing happens. I remember what happened when I touched Caroline and I take both of Jaxon's hands in mine. Come on baby. Come on Jaxon, wake up. Wake up Jaxon. Please work,

  Come on. Heal already. My hands are tingling all over and I am struggling so much to keep going. My energy is being sucked dry. I sway and Edward catches me, holding me up right. I don't let go off Jaxon's hands, not even when I feel them twitch. I keep pushing all of my energy into him. Everything I have got. I need him to wake up. I need him to be okay. I need him to brush away my tears and tell me he loves me. I close my eyes because quite frankly, I can't hold them open anymore.

  “Calissa, you are killing yourself. You have to stop.” Lorraine panics behind me.

  “Cally. Stop.” Mike demands. He must be in human form again then.

  “Little angel. You are doing great but you are going to die if you don't stop.”

  “Can't. Stop.” I breathe. “He. Gave. Me. Horns.” Breathe. “I. Love. Him.” Shit I feel weak. My grip on Jaxon's hands loosen and I feel my self falling. Something catches my head but I can no longer move. One of my hands fall down to my side. I hear a few shouts of my name before everything fades away.

  THIRTY-SIX – JAXON

  “Calissa, you are killing yourself. You have to stop.”

  “Cally. Stop.”

  “Little angel. You are doing great but you are going to die if you don't stop.”

  I open my eyes and have to instantly close them again due to the brightness of the lights overhead. I have no idea where I am. I don't even know what happened. I feel weak and limp but alive. Actually I feel different.

  Something in my hand slips out and I squeeze the other one to stop whatever is soft in my hands from going anywhere. It feels nice.

  “Cally!”

  “Calissa!”

  “Cally!”

  “No!”

  What the hell is going on? I try again to open my eyes and I have to blink a few times to let my eyes get used to the brightness. I manage to keep my eyes open as I look around at my surroundings. I think I am in some kind of warehouse? Maybe an office? I hear murmurs and shouting and a hell of a lot of commotion coming from the right of me. I try to turn my head but I feel too weak.

  “Jaxon?” That's my name. Who said that? I blink and try to look around to see where the voice came from. A woman with dark brown hair and blue teary eyes stands over me. I must be dead because that sure as hell can't be my mum standing over me while I am alive. I frown and she smiles though she doesn't look very happy to see me. “Oh thank God you are alive! Edward! He's alive! She brought him back!” Tears fall off her face and land on mine. Ugh! Hold on... alive? But you are dead!! Edward? My dad is dead too? Oh no! Unless...

  “Mum?” My voice sounds hoarse and feels rough on my throat.

  “Oh baby, mummy is here. We are dealing with a little problem right now. Give me a minute, I will get you anything you need.” Before I can say anything, she disappears from my sight. Where did she go? Come back!

  I try with all my might to turn my head towards the direction she went. I manage to get a few inches before wishing I never looked at all. I see my dad, the woman that looks like mum and Caroline, help a woman with dark red hair using some kind of magic on a pretty blonde girl. A very pretty blonde girl. She looks so fragile. I just want to hold her and tell her it is going to be okay. What are they doing to her? There is a boy, he looks young and very familiar. He is standing off at the back of the room, eyes as wide as golf balls and looking like he'd rather be anywhere but here. His eyes shift around the room and when they land on mine, he does a double take. He marches over to me with a frown on his face.

  “Nice to see your alive and all mate but your girlfriend is fucking dying right there.” He points to the blonde girl. Girlfriend? I don't have a girlfriend. Do I? I can't have girlfriends. I will just kill them. Maybe that is what happened.

  “H-how is she dying?” Wow that took a lot of energy.

  “You died Jaxon. She brought you back to life. She gave you every ounce of her energy just so you could come back.” I knew it. I killed her because of what I am. Why do I even bother with girls?

  �
��I didn't mean to.” I whisper to him. “I purposely don't have girlfriends because of this.” I sighs.

  “What? No you have it all wrong. Do you even remember her? Calissa? Your girlfriend? The half angel half succubus? Come on Jaxon sort it out mate! She pushed all of her energy into you when she was healing you and she ended up pretty much killing herself!” Calissa? Things start flooding back. My brother's babysitter. Hellhound. Half angel. Beautiful amber eyes. Kissing her. Making love to her. Not killing her. Then Tessa, the gun, aiming it half a foot away from Calissa's face. Pain. Now here I am.

  “Shit.” I blink away the memories as the present kicks me up the arse. “How long ago did it happen?”

  “Two days ago, I think. Calissa passed out around twenty minutes ago and Lorraine, is trying to bring her back but she can't Jaxon. She can't.” My heart cracks in two. I feel energy buzzing through me as I try and sit up. I remember this guy now. It's Mike, the werewolf. He jumps in behind me to help me sit up. I turn towards where the witch, Lorraine, has resorted to CPR instead. I slide off the bed I am laying in and fall onto the floor. “You okay man?” I nod as I crawl over to the girl that owns my heart. She can't die. Not for me. My dad sees me make my way over to her and steps aside. Caroline moves too. Lorraine and the mum imposter lean back so I can be with her.

  “She's almost gone Jaxon.” Lorraine says quietly. I shake my head. I won't believe it. She brought me back. She's literally dying for me. “I'll call her mother.” She gets up and walks out of the room.

  I don't even know how to start. I look down at her sleeping, peaceful, beautiful face and trace my thumb down her pale cheek. I lean down and kiss her lips. “Titch. My beautiful Titch.” I sigh as I play with a silver ring she is wearing on her thumb. It is the only piece of jewellery she has on. “You wanna know why I call you Titch? Because you have always been this annoying tiny itch I can constantly feel but can't get rid of and you know what? I don't think I could survive without that itch. And compared to me you are pretty titchy.” I huff out a laugh. “Come on princess. Wake up. I am sorry I wanted to kill you. I am sorry I let dad convince me to try. I am sorry for bringing this upon you. I just need you back now. Don't you die on me Calissa Rose Bond. Don't you dare leave me. I will fucking lick your face if you don't open those gorgeous eyes of yours. Those stunning amber eyes.”

  “Brown.” I look up when I hear Caroline's voice.

  “What?”

  “Her eyes have been brown for the past two days. After you well, um, died, the light in her eyes died out and they turned into a shade that looks similar to brown. So we took her to a bar and because of how powerful she is, it caused her succubus self to suck a whole bar filled with people dry... I know what we have to do! Pick her up!” I blink at her sudden movements and loudness but slowly get to my feet. I sway but recover quickly. I try to bend down and pick her up but Mike beats me to it.

  “Save your energy.” He says. I give him an appreciative smile though I am quite jealous that he can carry her and I can't. He leaves the room carrying the only girl I will ever love and I slowly follow him but my dad stops me; I watch as everyone leaves the room and follows Calissa and Mike.

  “I am glad you're okay son. Despite the circumstances.” He gives me a sad smile and then shocks me by pulling me in for a hug. My father is definitely not the loving, comforting type. So, him doing this right now, feels foreign and awkward to me. “I am sorry that I lied to you about your mothers death.” He says solemnly as he pulls away.

  “So that woman is mum?” I ask bewildered.

  “Yes Jaxon.” He looks down at the floor, ashamed. I open my mouth to speak when Caroline runs in the room.

  “Come on you two! We have to go before she dies!” That small sentence snaps me back to what is really important and I leave the room.

  THIRTY-SEVEN

  We drive to the closest town which happens to have a holiday resort of some kind. There are crowds and crowds of people even though it is two in the morning. We park right in the centre and Mike carries Calissa to a busy pub. A lot of people stare at us as we walk passed them but no-one comments on the unconscious girl we have with us. I don't know how, but my 'mum' manages to get us all in even with Calissa and we enter the pub and stand in the middle of the lounge.

  “Okay, give it a minute, watch everyone around you carefully. It is the only way we know if this is working.” Caroline tells us.

  I do as she says. I don't even know what I am looking for but I hold on to the hand of the only girlfriend I have ever had. In the corner of my eye, I see a girl near by yawn and a few of the rowdy drinkers start to quiet down. Maybe they are getting tired? My body starts to buzz lightly and I start to feel funny.

  “It's working!” Caroline exclaims. I frown as I look around at the people around us. The room goes strangely quiet and a lot of people start to fall asleep. One person walks passed us, stumbles into Calissa and collapses in a heap on the floor. Lorraine rushes over and checks their pulse and gives me a gentle nod before all of our attention falls to my Titch.

  At first, it is hard to miss but her eyelids twitch and then her hand moves. I don't believe it. She drained a whole room and is waking up! Pride and joy flows through me and I offer to take her from Mike. I assure him I am strong enough and I take her in my arms just as her eyes flutter open. She blinks a few times and looks at me with a frown edged in her beautiful face. Caroline said her eyes were brown, they aren't, they are a shocking gold. Glowing profoundly.

  “Hi.” I smile.

  “You're dead.” She rasps out and I chuckle.

  “No.” She raises a hand and touches my face, I close my eyes at the tender touch. She gasps.

  “You're really here. Um, where are we?” I smile and look around us. Lorraine starts to look weak and so does my mum and Mike. Oh shit.

  “We are in a place we need to leave from. Everyone come on before she kills someone.” We practically jog out of the pub and back to the two cars we brought down here. Still carrying Calissa, I slide into the back seat of Lorraine's car with Caroline while Mike opts to go with my father and mum. Oh that is weird to say. We drive for around twenty minutes before arriving outside a large house. One I haven't even been to before. I don't even need to ask to know it is one of my fathers homes.

  We pile out of the cars and walk into the house where I almost get knocked to the ground from Serena pouncing on Calissa and I.

  THIRTY-EIGHT- CALISSA

  Mum pretty much knocks Jaxon and I to the floor when we enter Edwards home. She doesn't even apologise when she climbs all over us and plants kisses on both of our faces. I grimace as she kisses my cheeks, forehead, nose and so forth and Jaxon laughs as she does the same to him. She then pulls the two of us in for an enormous hug and I swear my head is going to pop off if she squeezes me any harder.

  “Serena, get off the poor kids will you?” I know that voice! My head snaps around and I see dad standing in the entry way of a room with his hands clasped together. I wriggle away from mum and Jaxon reluctantly releases me. I wobble at first, when I take a few steps but then I go into a sprint and run into his open arms.

  “Daddy!” Tears fall down my face as my dad holds me close to him. His body shudders underneath mine and I realise that I am not wearing my gloves and have just touched him. I gasp and pull away but he isn't shuddering from my touch, he is shuddering from crying. “Why are you crying dad? What's happened?”

  “Oh Cally, you died baby. Well almost. Your mother teleported to Mexico and grabbed me as soon as Lorraine rang her and said your heartbeat was weak. You were actually dying.” I gape at him and turn around to look at the rest of the people in the room. Lorraine, mum, Jaxon, Edward, Caroline, Tiffany, Mike. They all nod in confirmation of what dad is saying is true.

  “How?” I ask weakly.

  “Saving me.” Jaxon says as he steps closer to me. I blink at him. “I died Titch.” Don't remind me. My heart still aches at the memory. “You pushed all of your energy into me when y
our healing wasn't working. It drained you of your life as if I was feeding from an ordinary person. Caroline then came up with the idea with the pub and the room draining thing you can do and so we gave it a try, it worked and here we are.” He shrugs.

  “And here we are.” I repeat. I shake my head disbelievingly. “So I died?” I ask again. I don't get it. I feel like I have just had a nap. I feel buzzing with energy.

  “No, you almost died, Jaxon actually died.” Lorraine tells me. Lorraine! Oh God! She must hate us for all of this. I wonder where my not so best friend is...

  “You almost died?!” I spin around and shriek!

  “Ana!!!” I run and gather my six year old sister in my arms. She grunts when I squeeze her but I don't care. “You're here!” I look at mum who is smiling.

  “I brought her back too. Guess who needs their powers bound.” My eyes widen and I look at my baby sister.

  “You a little succubus too honey?” I coo as if talking to a baby instead of a six year old child.

  “Shut uuuup! I don't even know what that means. Put me down Cally. Ahhh you're squishing me!” She starts giggling as I tickle her. I put her down when her laughs turn into grunts and she begs me to stop. “I am tired. Can we go home now please?” She asks mum and dad.

  “Yes we can. Cally, you coming with us?” I hesitate at my mums question.

  “Where is she?” Everyone goes silent. They know exactly who I am talking about. “Don't ignore the question. I want to know where she is.” Lorraine ducks her head down as if suddenly ashamed of her daughter. “I just want to speak to her, I swear.” I smile at Lorraine but she looks unsure.

  “Oh for crying out loud. She is in the attic at home. We cast a spell on the entire floor so that no magic can be used inside. Lorraine, she won't harm Tessa.” Mum snaps, getting agitated.