Chapter Thirty Five
The second Lyght touched down at the compound, he knew she wasn't there. Where the bloody hell was she? He grabbed Sam who appeared to be looking for Toren and spun her around, following Kassie's cord.
The city. "Take us to the city. Your mother is in the city."
Sam looked at him like he'd lost his mind. "My mother?"
Lyght fought panic. "Sam, please, she needs me."
"Sorry, you freaked me out calling her my mother. Are you okay?"
Lyght paused, confused. "She is your mother. What do you mean?"
"No." Sam shook her head. "She's just a close friend. Like a mother."
"She never told you?" Lyght couldn't believe it.
"Told me what?"
"Never mind, later."
"No not later!" She grabbed his arm. "Told me what?"
Lyght grabbed her shoulders. "Sam, she's your mother. She was blackmailed by your father into silence. Sweetheart, I'm sorry. I thought you knew."
Lyght prayed Sam didn't break down on him. Not now. "How do you know for sure?"
"Love, it's why I can find her through you. Your biological tie."
Sam's mouth dropped. "I thought…I thought it was just because I was close to her or something."
Lyght nodded. "You are. Just closer than you realized." He held his hand out to her. "I don't mean to be insensitive," he said softly," but can we please go find her. She's in trouble. I can feel it."
A few moments of awe sat on Sam's face before a light switch of panic seemed to flip in her. She snatched Lyght's hand and shut her eyes, flashing them to the city.
Lyght had wished to listen to conversation and find something out while at the compound, but something inside of Kassie had him tied in knots. Whatever forced her out of hiding was bad. At least to her. And the shit he felt in her call had him burning with a righteous justice. Fuck!
The second Sam got them in the city, Lyght was ran over by a locomotive of his own power travelling at the speed of light.
"What was that!" Sam staggered.
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Kassie fought on the bed as they wrestled her legs apart. Her throat was raw, her eyes had no more tears. "Lyght," she rasped, breathing shallow around the pain in her abdomen.
An explosion rocked the air and she screamed. Light filled the room, blinding her. She gasped, trying to see through her swollen eyes, her jaw shaking uncontrollably. Then she heard deep words, foreign, followed by agonizing screams. One, then another. The voice drew closer, louder.
"What the fuck is that? Is that God? Fuck!"
"She been calling for light, dude, look at him!"
She was suddenly cut loose by one of the guys and they covered her with a blanket. And there he was, standing in the doorway, so bright and beautiful, his eyes like brilliant white stars, fine shards of diamond hair lay across his forehead. White robe glistening like a sea of sparkles.
"We're sorry man, here, she's yours."
He hung his head and spoke those words and the two men in the room began to scream in agony. He knelt next to the bed and bowed his head, reaching his violently trembling hand out to her. "Kassie! You are so beautiful and merciful. Please. I beg you. I beg you with all my being. Let me judge them with wrath."
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Lyght had never felt anything like it. Though his power had returned to him, he wasn't able to use it the way he wanted. Torture and devastate, utterly annihilate. He'd wanted to torture the men but instead he was judging them with righteousness and mercy. A cruel hard death would have been just, but merciful was far more just. And the fact that it was Kassie doing it, was mind blowing. The one who had been so defiled and hurt was still able to retain her sense of mercy and compassion. Even on her enemies.
It was almost as if she were the Archangel and he were…the human.
Lyght froze.
Holy. Nine. Universes.
"Lyght." Fresh tears rolled over her bruised and swollen cheeks. "You came."
Even though he was only a few feet from her, he flashed to her side and scooped her into his arms, burying his face in her shoulder. "You called me sweetheart." He let out a sob. "You finally called me."
She hugged him tight and nothing had ever felt so good.
"Oh God, Lyght, I don't feel…so good." She groaned weakly.
Lyght grabbed his head as the sound of the universe ripped like rusty sheet metal in his skull.
"What is that? Lyght, I'm scared."
The air before them trembled like rippling water then it split like a festering wound. What the bloody hell? The thing that climbed out of the ripped air wasn't like anything Lyght had ever seen. At first glance, it looked almost like a daddy long legs spider, but with a lumpy human head and two bulbous abdomens. And the size of a bloody building.