Flip your switch

Jackson cocks his head at Heather. Dead? The word kept reiterating in his head. "By now, you're supposed to be explaining what that means instead of a dramatic suspense which could actually be the last silence you'll get if you don't get talking."

Again with the threats,damn this kid! Heather scoffs to herself.

Sighs. "In my opinion, I think your grandfather...."

"Lothaire.... don't call him my grandfather" He was seething.

"Lothaire chose this punishment because that way your parents would feel that heart-wrenching pain of losing a child. Why until you're five? That way they'd fall in love with you, have that happiness a child brings, enjoy parenthood and then take it away from them with a snap, they'd live all their immortal lives in guilt and pain."

Jackson gulps. Heather squinches at him, for some reason the only emotion he'd been showing was anger,no pain, no concern just..... indifference and then it clicked, what if he'd mistakenly.....

"So what happened?" Jackson pulls her out of her stupor.

"Well....Halley, she was a witch like me, a resurgent, dark witches with control over our powers, of course courtesy of your parents. No one really knew about us,we were like a secret society and then your gran....." Jackson glares daring her to say the word, she clears her throat and continues,

"Lothaire picked Halley, a Vaz witch which for the record is a bloodline of very strong witches, I'd love to tell about them but you're being too edgy, anyways.....who would have thought Lothaire would ask her to destroy the lives of the people who saved her.

"Your parents were the ones who advised her to take the spell but there was a catch....in fact a lot" she smiled.

"Now to Lothaire, she was going to do the spell with a deal that she was going to leave the demons and everything unscathed, requesting for all the resurgents would have been too suspicious so she has to go alone and find a way for us to leave."

"So.....you all were hostages? I thought you all had your freedom" Jackson voices out.

Her face scrunches up, "if you weren't being a tiny little tweet then maybe I'd be explaining in details...aaaarrrggghhh" she screams.

Jackson had just sunk his nails in her arms,blood seeping out of her arms.

"I'm being so calm right now, don't test me" He spat.

She looks at him closely, he's a part vampire and for some reason, he wasn't reacting to her blood. Another Point!

She holds her bleeding arm,"The demons provided the witches with dark spells because they couldn't perform such, they didn't have that kind of magick in them so they pulled us in gave us parts of their essence,provide us with dark powerful spells...."

"So....you people are like puppets?"

"Something like that, we have our freedom to do whatever we wanted of course with a few setbacks but one thing was we couldn't return to our covens, the demons were.... let's say...cautious about us going back to our covens while we had their essence and then coming back stronger than they are to destroy them.....yeah, something along that line."

"What's this essence?"

"People don't just turn a new leaf, do they? An essence...Let's just say that particular thing that makes you who you are, your nature..."

"So the demons gave these witches a part of themselves that way these dark spells can work with the witches OWN magick."

She smiles, "Smart! But the downside to it was this essence spreads like a darkness, it mars everything that you ever believed in,everything good,everything that makes you sane....."

"You no what, back to MY story, you dark witches are history and I hate history."

"Hmmmmph.... Now instead of the spell to kill you, it kind of cloaked you....its kind of complicated but one thing is.....no demon or vampire or even dark witches can have any contact with you..." She bites her lower lip, "not even your parents can or..." She gulps.

"Or what?" He voice reverberates through the walls making Heather flinch.

"They'll be dead.... Any of these people have any sort of physical contact with you will be dead of course until YOU want to let them but....if you let one you break the cycle, you let all"

"Isn't that a curse itself?" He Swipes his index finger beneath his nose with a sniff. "But you're here right now and I don't want you to,so...."

"You don't get it,do you?" She tilts her head, "I am a resurgent and Halley wanted to go back to her coven so I was the next trusted person who could take care of you, so your mother put you in my arms and made me promise to take Care of you like a sister and right there she named me Heather.... Garvino." Jackson sat back speechless, what a story!

She squints her eyes at him, "You know for someone who'd just heard such a story, you don't look..... concerned?" She leans forward and tilts her head, "did you in one way or another flip your switch?"