Free Shattered Skies: Beginning's End by Heather Linn

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    I had no clue what the big deal was. I had no intention of talking to Akia again; well maybe one more time to get my wallet, but that was the end of it. He was the King for crying out loud. He had better things to do then sit and pine away over me. Even as I sat and thought that, I felt like my heart was breaking. It was a feeling that I wasn’t used to and I didn’t like it at all. I didn’t know what this Dominus had over me, but I sure as hell had no desire of doing anything that would hurt my family. Besides, I had been careful all day and I was sure that I wasn’t followed. 
    I was just as positive that Darien hadn’t lead anyone back here because if he had, I would be dead right now and so would all the others. He was way to too smart and paranoid for that. He was the kind of person that always paid attention to his surroundings. When he was working he was working and nothing else mattered. I am sure that was one of the reasons I cared so much about him. I wanted to meet his eyes so badly, I needed him to see me and I needed to show him that I really was OK and that I didn’t blame him for anything that had happened. Darien’s eyes never left Dr. Walker’s; I was really hoping that he wasn’t mad.
    “Before the invasion occurred, there was a man named John Styron. Dr. Styron was a psychologist that claimed he had psychic powers. Not many people took this guy seriously, even though he helped the police on a few cases and his insights were always right. People thought that he was doing it for attention. I thought he was an honest man who gained nothing from his gift, so why would he make it up?  The trouble and the grief placed upon him because he wanted to use his gift to help people would have been more than enough reason for a fake to drop the act and find a new scheme. This man however, pushed on despite the criticism. I read a lot of his work while I was in med school. I was fascinated with him and all the people that he helped. My obsession with him is the only reason that we are all here today. He wrote that a superior race would someday take this planet by force. He went into great detail about the 25 years of pain and suffering that the humans would endure. He said that the human race had never been face to face with such monsters and that contact with them would have devastating effects on the race in general. “
    “ The last prediction that he made before his death, which was exactly one week before the Vampires invaded, was somewhat vague compared to the other ones before it. It was about a child that would be born around the same time of the invasion. A child that would be human and blessed with a gift a thousand times more valuable than anyone has ever conceived of. He said the child would be able to walk among the intruders with great ease. This child would start a war between the monsters, but this war would be the child’s burden to bear and the child would eventually be faced with a decision that would change the world either for good or the bad.” 
    Dr. Walker stopped just as suddenly as he had begun. No one ever knew what the monsters Dr. Styron was talking about could possibly be. Some just assumed it was a play on words, attempting to predict another world war. Others ignored him completely and very few people took him seriously. We were arrogant as a race, born to think that we were untouchable, taught that we were the top of the food chain and nothing would ever change that, and anyone that spoke of a stronger being was written off as crazy and ignored completely. 
    “That is all there is. He never got to finish his prediction, or maybe the outcome wasn’t clear enough for him to see. No one knows; it is a secret that he took to the grave with him.” 
    When I was finally able to look away from Dr. Walker’s pale face I was shocked to see everyone’s eyes in the room glued on me. “What are you all looking at me like that for?” No one even blinked. It was like