His Dark Obsession

chapter 59

I can feel the pull from inside of me, the determination that she wants me to turn back.

No, I actually have something very important to ask her,You need to listen to me, Evangeline. You owe me!No, I don’t,Please answer.Don’t trust her. She isn’t who you think she is. I’m trying to look out for you. Heed my warning,“Enter,” the Oracle’s voice comes, and it takes all my willpower to reach for the handle and open the door. Almost as if some force is trying to stop me.

I have so many questions I want to ask the Oracle, but right now, the one that seems to scream at me is… what is the voice in my head? What am I? Isn’t that what Zedkiel wanted me to ask?

Suddenly, I wish he was here. I feel so alone, and the unease that is eating up at me is becoming suffocating.

The Oracle is standing there, her long hair open, and she looks almost… pale.

“So, you have come," she says, her eyes boring into mine.

“Were you not expecting me?” I ask, shutting the door behind me.

My head is hurting, and a dull ache is beginning to form at the nape of my neck.

“I came to ask you my one question,” I say, unable to walk closer. Something is stopping me.

She observes me silently, and I feel as if she’s looking into my soul.

“There’s something inside of me…” I begin, knowing this sounds crazy.

“What is your question?" she asks, not bothered about what I just said.

My question.

Let’s leave,The question…

I close my eyes, trying to think of everything I knew, what Zerachiel has said… about Zedkiel killing me… Zerachiel hates him for killing me. The darkness within me, the darkness that I truly believe, starts with that voice that makes me feel uneasy. Zedkiel’s ordeal. Who I am, and where do I come from... the mystery of my past… and I suddenly realise what my question is.

It may not be the one that will give me all the answers, but I believe it’s the right one…

“H-how do…”

What are you about to ask?!Can’t she hear my thoughts?I try to close my mind off, hoping I’m doing the right thing.

“You have your question… just remember, every truth comes at a price.”

I nod slowly, determined that my question is the right one.

“How do I stop history repeating itself by breaking this curse of whatever it is that is casting its shadow upon us?” I whisper hoarsely, suddenly feeling a painful tear through my head. I clutch it, crumbling to my knees, but I continue to fight. I’m so close to getting some answers I can’t let anyone stop me from getting the answers I seek!

“She’s awakening,” the Oracle murmurs. “But I applaud you for asking the right question.”

My heart thunders, and I know by ‘she’ she means the voice in my head who is fighting so hard to take control of me, but I refuse to let her. With desperation and determination, I force myself to listen to the Oracle.

“Go back to where it all began. Do not run from the Gemini Bane, for only then do you have a chance. You are a curse and a blessing, and only one may survive. To break the centuries-old calamity, learn who you truly are. When that answer comes before you, only then can you rise from the earth and take your true place. Pay for the Goddess’s crime, and the cycle shall end. But remember, you must do so before the stars align, or your time shall come to an end.”

Her words resonate in my mind, and I’m suddenly being ferociously pulled from my body. A scream of panic leaves my lips as I feel darkness enclosing around me.

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Oracle

Evangeline stiffens when I stop speaking, her head hanging, and I turn away. I know what’s happening.

“There. You have your answer,” I say emotionlessly.

“I do… but that was supposed to be a secret between us, was it not?” Evangeline says sinisterly as she stands up.

I turn slowly, feeling the mass of darkness surrounding her and gaze into her eyes, which are pure black.

She isn’t Evangeline, though, and the truth makes my stomach churn. I have not felt emotions for so long. It's foreign. But something about the woman before me instils fear. Masking the fear that is making my heart thump, I know I am no match for her. But I was commanded to keep an eye on her. For the moment, she shows signs of the moon. And I saw it that day when she was brought to me as a child.

She is the one.

“Not this time. This time, I care not about your threats,” I say, readying myself.

“Do you have faith in her this time?" she whispers, closing the gap between us. Her two onyx pits hold such darkness…

“Only the Mother Goddess knows.”

“Yet you throw your life away,” she hisses, and a flare of darkness wraps around me.

For the greater good. I don’t cower in fear but look her challengingly square in the eye, because I believe I have made the right choice.

“Do your worst,” I hiss with confidence, my own eyes glowing as I raise my hands.