Vampires Realm Prophecy 01 - Child of Light

He wasn’t going to let her get away without answering his question this time and she supposed that if they were going to work together as a team, he had a right to know what was happening.
    She raised her hand. The candlelight shone off the purple stone where it sat against her palm.
    “The witches marked me. They told me that the stars were there all along and they just made them visible and activated them. They wouldn’t tell me anything else until I asked them again last night.” Her eyes met his and she found they were still full of silent demand.
    “How many do you have?”
    “Eight of them.” She pointed to both of her shoulders, her stomach and her chest. “Each mark on my front has a corresponding one on the back.”
    “What do they do?” he said and she could see the hardness in his eyes beginning to disappear.
    “They focus something... it’s... ” She hesitated, feeling foolish and trying to think of a good way to say it. “You won’t believe me.”
    “Does it have something to do with the amulet you are wearing?”
    She held her hand up again. “It’s the key.”
    “How is that supposed to unlock the prophecy’s meaning?” He turned her hand over so he could see the back of it and then looked at the front. She had expected him to be rough, but his touch was gentle.
    She smiled. “It doesn’t unlock the meaning... it... um... well, it unlocks me.”
    He looked confused and dropped her hand. “What—”
    “Watch.” She cut him off and concentrated hard, focusing on her hand and smiling when the stone began to glow. It had come quicker than last night. The witches had told her she would need to practice in order to make it come without her having to focus so much. Lazy threads of purple arced between her fingers, interlacing with each other and sparking wildly as her focus lapsed and she looked at Valentine.
    He was staring straight into her eyes, his own full of amazement.
    Her hand began to buzz and her eyes widened when she saw the threads of magic were winding themselves into a tight glowing ball above her palm.
    She bit her lip as the magic crackled, sparked and disappeared with a pop.
    Trying to call it back again, she frowned and pouted when nothing came. She still had to work on her control of it. The witches had said that when she got to know the power she commanded better, she would be able to use some of the more potent abilities that it carried. There was a book that had been her mother’s. It contained spells that she would need if she wanted to win the battle they were heading towards. They would find it for her, and would contact her to tell her where it was.
    “What... how?”
    She looked at Valentine. He seemed more confused than ever. Her fingers idly ran over the amulet.
    “I don’t know. The only thing I know is... ” She trailed off and stared into the depths of the purple stone.
    “What?”
    She raised her eyes to meet his.
    “It has something to do with my mother.”
    * * * *
    Valentine kept his eyes fixed on his destination, not letting them stray to Prophecy like they wanted to. He still couldn’t believe what she’d told him. She could use magic. The witches had given her the key they had been seeking, but instead of translating the prophecy, it unleashed the magic inside of her. He’d been speechless when she’d shown him what she could do and he suspected that this was just a fraction of her power. She was just learning to control it and summon it, but he could already feel how strong the magic she commanded was.
    She needed to be given time to practice. If she learnt to control it, the magic would help to protect her and it would be a useful weapon in the coming battles. He could feel the wave of battle building already, tugging at his feet and dragging him towards it. Before long, they would be lost in the midst of it, and the quiet they were currently enjoying would become something they longed to see again.
    But they wouldn’t see it, not until they had been pushed to the limit and had fought for their lives. It was going to take a lot to get through this and live to see the other side, but he was sure they could do it. Prophecy had proven herself to be strong and capable, she just needed to shed her more impulsive side and learn to deal with situations like the nightclub without making rash decisions like killing someone.
    It was asking a lot at this point. The world was still new to her, but she would adjust and learn with time. She