“They’re searching for me,” Broni said softly.
“What in the fuck is going on?” Layla screamed, her frightened eyes were on Adam who was staring back at Broni grimly.
“Do you believe me now?” she asked.
“I don’t know what to believe. Tell me again how you came to be here, and what’s going on out there?”
Broni could tell that, this time, they listened with at least an open mind.
“The Apocalypse,” and then it closed.
“That’s ridiculous.” Adam’s face showed she had confirmed his opinion that she was crazy.
“Is it? What do you think is happening? The whole city is on fire. People are turning on each other. My mother, our family, is very powerful. We can go back and forth between time periods. We are only limited by the future. Because of this, someone is trying to start a war between good and evil, needing us out of the way. Without me, Cara, and Zerina, the balance of life is interrupted, causing chaos. If we were to be killed, the result would be disastrous.”
“What is this bullshit?”
Broni tried to be patient with Layla, but her attitude with her was wearing thin. “Layla, imagine if when you were a child and were riding your bike, you rode out in front of a car, and it stopped just in time. What if it didn’t stop? What if that child was killed? She wouldn’t be standing in front of me now, would she?” Broni turned her attention to Rhys. “I fight the battles that determine the course a life may take. It doesn’t necessarily mean a physical fight, it can also mean drinking too much and walking out into busy traffic. You’ve taken up a lot of my time lately.”
“A lifemaytake?” Rhys ignored her last statement.
“It is not up to me to determine the outcome. Only the soul has that power.”
“I no longer have a soul.” Broni smiled sadly that he believed that about himself.
“Yes, you do. All of you do, and if you’re not ready to defend yourself because you’re waiting for me to convince you that what I say is true, then you will lose. Believe me if you want or not, but they will come here searching for me. I used an old Earth spell to hide myself from any immortal seeking to harm me. They must be searching for me and my sisters.”
“Then let them have her. I’m not going to die over some crazy psycho.”
“Shut up, Layla. We’re as prepared as we can be. The only thing left is to see if you’re telling the truth or if this is just another riot that’ll end,” Adam spoke as he closed the door, locking it. “Jace, take the cell phone, go to the roof, and let me know if anyone comes close to the clubhouse.”
Jace nodded, going out back.
Broni decided to keep herself busy as the others sat nervously listening to the radio while simultaneously watching the television that Dee had packed in from one of the bedrooms.
Rhys stood at the counter with a glass of bourbon in his hand. His eyes were unreadable as they watched the television. The slaughter was unbelievable. People were being killed in the streets. Reporters weren’t even spared. Cameramen ran for their lives, leaving blank air until the reports were switched to newscasters who no longer could give current updates.
“What are those things?” Dee asked shakily.
“They are called Drearien. They were driven insane to obey a God’s commands.” Broni had never seen one before, but her mother had prepared her, describing many things that would happen during the apocalypse.
“You know I’m telling the truth. You saw how those men attacked the people in the streets. There is no other explanation. Only a God has enough power to have the Drearien attack us. To do that, they no longer fear Mother’s rage. They are making a move to gain control of the Universe, which is why they’ve struck against my mother, Fate, to divert her from warning Mother.”
“Mother?” Rhys asked.
“She’s the creator of the Universe,” Broni explained.
“I’ve finally drunk enough that I’ve fried my brain, haven’t I?” he said wryly.
“No, Rhys. What I’m telling you is really happening. The humans on Earth have no idea what is about to happen,” Broni said sadly. She would have been able to help, yet trapped on Earth as she was with no powers, she was useless.
“One thing is for sure, we’re a lot better off than most people with the weapons, food, and water we have,” Dee said, taking Broni’s hand.
“I think it’s best if you take the weapons away,” Broni told Adam.
“I’m not giving up my gun,” Rucker said. The others in the room nodded their agreement.
“We watched them on the television. They turn in a second and try to kill you. The last thing you want is someone to turn when they have a loaded gun,” Broni warned Adam.