Chapter 26: CalumMature

She haunted my dreams as if she belonged in them. Her straight blonde hair and green eyes contrasted nicely but for some reason, she felt like my sister although I had none. She smiled at me in glee and reached out a hand. I reached out mine. I wanted to know who the pale girl was. I wanted to know why she was in my dreams. She probably wasn’t real. But with what I knew of this world I was living in now- anything was possible. Just like how somehow I knew-in my heart- that her name was Opal.

“Come find me, Opal,” I whispered, “And I will try to find you.”


How the heck did I know her name? I had never ever seen her before. This was some sort of creepy déjà vu. Actually what was strangest of all was that I was dreaming this while standing up in front of our Ender prisoner.

“Please, get this nail out of my hand. You’re a good man, aren’t you? You are different- you’re not like them.” She moaned. “Oh, Taren help me.”

I shook the dream out of my head and stared at her. I took a nail and placed it atop her other hand. I wasn’t going to go crazy like Elodie.

“Who is Taren?” I asked. She flinched away from the nail although she couldn’t.

“If I tell you, will you let me go?” She asked. I swallowed and took a deep breath. I glanced over to the door which I had had enough precautions to shut before I talked to the Ender. I threw the nail into a corner.

“Yes, yes I will.”

“Taren is the leader of the Enders. I am surprised that your Caspar did not recognise her. She was one of the Reserved- she is the one that began all of this and can only be ended by the one who was born to a Timer and a Dewin and immune to the blades. Taren was the first Ender and she will be the last. You will never defeat her. Hell, your weapon is a crazy bitch who tortures innocent young girls.” She told me earnestly. I snorted. “So I’m not innocent; big deal. It’s not like you’ve never done something that you regret.”

I looked at her and shook my head.

“No; because you see, I like my life the way it is now. I know that bad stuff happens but that’s just life.”

I smiled at our prisoner and made for the door.

“Wait- Aren’t you going to let me go?” She screamed.

“Now why would I do that?”


I closed my eyes and sighed. I locked the door after me. Slowly, I made my way into the kitchen, wondering how I was going to explain this to my company. Stone stood in the corner with his mouth set in a grim frown. Elodie was obviously in the middle of some emotional thing she had going on which happened at least three times a week.

Or maybe not…

“Where are the bandages? Guys this is a Fire Knife cut, I have to clean it and bandage it, I don’t know what you put in that blade Caspar but seeing as though it hasn’t killed me yet, it mustn’t be pure. Anyhow, this could possibly kill me- thanks Caspar, you demented-

“Fine, bandage it up, but in a minute or two, you will see just what-

Caspar interrupted Elodie and now Stone was interrupting him.

“Caspar, she was supposed to figure it out on her own. You don’t know if she’s going to… Calum…” Stone finally acknowledged my presence.

“Calum I thought you were tending to our patient?” Caspar asked with threats venomously tainting his voice. He didn’t want me to be here right now. That much was obvious.

“You lied to us,” I panted, “You know exactly who Taren is.”

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