I listened in silence outside the door: hoping I'd hear something that'd give me some indication as to what was wrong. I was appalled at Maz's behaviour. He loved her, I knew he did, so why was he acting like this? The only likely conclusion I could draw up was he wanted her to stay away for her own protection.
"I SAID GET OUT MIDNIGHT," I heard Maz scream and I snapped out of my reverie. Midnight was running away with a look of fear and hurt on her face. I ran after her; being quick I could catch up.
"Hey, Midnight, wait," I pleaded and grab her arms: forcing her to look at me. She glanced at my face and nodded, allowing herself to calm down. After a while she opened her eyes.
"There's something different about his eyes," Midnight whispered. I fixed my unwavering gaze on her: focused entirely on what she was saying. "They were hazed all over in some sort of black smoke," she continued, "I don't know what it is, Zuri, but I know it's something bad." I froze in horror.
I know what it is!
I tried to compose myself before Midnight realised something was wrong.
I could remember!
I had just one thought: if it was He was back then what hope did we have? Mazany would kill me if I got anyone else involved with Him especially Midnight.
"It's nothing to worry about, Midnight," I lied, soothingly, "I think you should go and rest." Midnight nodded but her expression told me she wasn't fooled. For some reason she wasn't pushing the matter. I went with her to her room again.
"Mind if I stay in here with you tonight?" I asked quietly. Midnight shook her head and I smiled in relief, "Thanks." After getting ready, Midnight climbed into her bed. She looked inquisitively at me.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" she asked.
"I will," I smiled at her, "Not yet though. Don't worry about me; just rest up yourself." Midnight smiled back then turned over. She tossed and turned, clearly restless. I began to sing softly to her lullabies that my Grandma had told me Mama used to sing to me: whenever I couldn't sleep. Within minutes, Midnight relaxed and fell asleep. She looked so innocent and peaceful in her sleep that I felt a protective impulse. No matter what, I would keep Middy safe and unharmed.
My own dreams that night were... disturbing. They were filled with images of Him; or maybe 'memories' of Him was more appropriate. I shot bolt upright at the glimpse I'd caught of someone that filled me with equal amount of fear, hatred and anger.
My eyes darted all around: taking in the room. Midnight was still asleep and it was still early; she wouldn't be up for a while. Everything was exactly how it should be. Groggily, I rubbed my eyes and stood up. I'd fallen asleep on the floor and was stiff all over. I stretched and groaned. No way was I going back to sleep. Instead I scribbled a quick note, saying I'd be back soon, should she wake up before I returned.
I wandered around without any idea of where I was going. I caught sight of Alzena and we nodded to one another. She was the fairy with Orlando St James who was a teacher. She was obviously preoccupied; there was a lot of that going around.
I ended up in the same tree I'd been in before encountering Benjeman. I thought about Shadow; I truly couldn't help it. He'd left the deepest scars in Maz but I had some too. It was because of him I refused to acknowledge my title and other powers.
I had no idea how long I sat there but I knew it was time to be getting back. Midnight would be awake by now. I knew I'd have to tell her soon but first she needed to tell me what her father had needed to talk to her about that was so important it had made her momentarily forget about meeting me. Then I wanted to know about Benjeman because I had a feeling he'd have some knowledge (and answers!) and therefore could be useful.
I headed back to Midnight's room trying to cover the fear on my face with a smile.