“You look completely human,” said Miles, staring at her.
“Yeah, well, looks can be deceiving, remember?”
“Sometimes,” he agreed.
“You look human too,” she smiled.
“Sure, except for your pointy ears and your impossible beauty, grace and…”
“So, that would be no, on me looking human.”
“Pretty much. You’re too pretty, it’s that simple.”
“All the Fae look like me,” he said. “You’re part Fae.”
“Right,” laughed Lexi. “Not enough Fae to look like you.”
How did you and KiKi partner up?”
“We met at The Pit.”
“You know, the place where they taught me to stab, decapitate, slice, dice, shoot, strangle and pretty much kill anything that comes at me.”
“Hey, you were trained, so why are you surprised that I was?”
“Mine was more like being constantly tortured,” he said.
“So was mine, unless you don’t think being beaten, cut, hit, slapped, bruised, tossed and broken, on a daily basis, isn’t the same thing.”
“The one difference is that your instructors were trying to teach you, not kill you.”
“That’s true, even if it didn’t always seem that way,” agreed Lexi. “The surgeries were a bitch, but if you want to be faster and stronger than whatever’s trying to kill you, that’s the price you pay.”
“What did they do to you?”
“Not important,” she said, dismissively. “What we need to do is get our priorities straight. We have to figure out how to let people die, now that you’re gone. We have to find the Watchers and figure out how to kill them and after we finish with those two things, we need to figure out what’s going on between us.”
“There’s an us?” he asked surprised.
KiKi rolled her eyes and walked away shaking her head.
“So where do the Watchers come from? Where do they hang out?”
“They live in the Darkness on the Other Side of Midnight.”
“Wow, great book, or song title,” said Lexi. “So what is the Darkness and how do we get there?”
“Get there? Are you insane?”
“Insanity is relative. Who do they work for? Do they sleep? What do they eat? What skills do they have, besides being fast and able to climb anything? Other than the back of their necks, where are they vulnerable? Are claws their only weapon? Do they bite? If I go through heir eye, swill I hit their brain? Does iron burn them? Fire? Because I have the best flamethrower EVER! Do their appendages grow back if they are cut off?”
“I’m not sure insanity is relative,” he said. And they work for a god named Pitch, as in Pitch Black.”
“Seriously?” she asked, grinning. “That’s the dumbest thing I ever heard. Pitch? When I kill him, I’ll tell him that if he reincarnates to pick a better name.”
“I think you are failing to see how deadly and dangerous she is?
“She? Oh, even better.”
“Pitch wasn’t always evil. She had a litter and another god ate them, when she wouldn’t give up her territory. She went made with grief. No one could help her. She captured the god who did it. She kept him for a quite some time, torturing him everyday. Carving pictures of her children onto his flesh. Covering him with hungry insects, you know, the usual thing. Then she killed him and wiped out his entire race. ”
“She did the right thing,” said Lexi.
“After she killed everyone, she trained her army to Watch others, so no one would ever be able to harm her children again.”
“That’s what mothers do.”
“Still want to kill her?”
“If I have too, I will.”
“Maybe insanity really is relative,” he sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. “I’m hungry.”
“Where do you want to go?” he asked.
“Paris,” she said immediately. “I want to eat at this little cafe I know.”
“Get KiKi and let’s get out of this dimension and into another one.”
“You know that Paris is the City of Love, don’t you?”
“All the more reason to go,” he whispered, putting his arm around her. Food and love before the battle. It’s the only way to die.”
“I told you that I might not have to killer her,” said Lexi.
“Yeah, that’s what I meant.”