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. Ambrose jerked him into a tight hug. You re right, kid.You may have found theanswer I ve sought all these years.That has to be it.You love Kody enough to die for her.It onlystands to reason that she d be the one you lose to launch you into a DH. That was not what he wanted to hear.While Ambrose might enjoy the thought, it made Nick ill. I won t let her die.I won t. Anger turned Ambrose s eyes a deep shade of red. Listen to me, moron.Who would you ratherbury? Your mother or your girlfriend? Cause I m telling you right now, one of them is going to diehorribly. I won t allow it. You have no choice. Ambrose had spat those words out coldly.Now, Nick was feeling the truth of Ambrose s prediction.By trying to keep Kody alive, he dalready screwed up.Badly.And as he stared at the glass over the window, he saw images appear.In one, he saw his mother in a chair inside a house he d never been in before.Her lifeless eyeswere wide open as he called out for her to wake up.In the other, he saw an older version of Kody.Dressed in a white wedding gown, she lay in hisarms, covered in blood.Her blood.It s your imagination.It had to be.Yet inside, he knew the truth.Those were the two possible futures for him.Just like Ambrose hadsaid.One of them would have to die.He might not have saved Kody at all only delayed her death.Ambrose had talked aboutrearranging time frames.He could change when things happened, but not the things that were destinedto happen.Instead of saving Kody, he might only have bought her a little more time.That s better thannothing.Or was it? Had he let her die, his life wouldn t be so complicated.He d have never made a bargainthat might very well be the death of him.The more he thought about it, the more he hated the Fates or Ambrose or whoever was causing this to be his future.It wasn t fair to see what was coming and to have no way to avert it.That was thecruelest blow of all.And the more his anger built, the more his body temperature elevated. Nick? There was a note of panic in Caleb s voice. What s going on in your head? Sitting on his cot in their cell, Nick lost his ability to understand Caleb.Instead, all he could see,hear, or feel was his own anguish.It wrapped around him until it suffocated him.No matter what hedid, it only made things worse.It killed the people he loved.The darkness swallowed him again, but this time it was inside and not outside his body.And it hurtso deep in his essence that he felt like his very soul was being flogged and flayed.He was standing out on a ledge, looking down at a landscape that terrified him.This was his life and he d already ruined it.Fifteen and it was over.The damage done, and so deepthat it couldn t be unraveled. Nick! He ignored Caleb as his pain tripled.And in that one moment when it hurt the most, he had totalclarity.There was only one way to stop the pain.It was extreme, but &If it worked, it would stop everything.Don t do this.It would destroy his mother.She dies anyway.Or Kody would.And he heard Kody s precious voice in his head.We all make our own decisions.It was time he made his.If the darkness wanted him, it could take him.With one condition.The answer had been here the whole time.This & this crap would end tonight.He would makesure of it. Nick! Caleb shook him, trying to make him understand his voice.But he wasn t getting throughwhatever had sunk its fangs into him.Worse, Caleb saw the physical manifestation of the Malachai powers.Nick s skin flashed from itshuman tawny shade to the swirling demon skin.His eyes from blue to orange to red &If Caleb didn t stop this, if he didn t find a way to reach Nick before the demon swallowed him, allof them would die. CHAPTER 15 Do you really want to die? That question hung in Nick s mind, taunting him.In his dream, he looked out into a field and therehe saw his future.For the next two years, he d be a laughingstock in school.Everyone had seen himarrested.Everyone.Even his grandparents.The horror of his mother s expression & The doubt in her eyes.And what waited for him? More loss.Either his mother or Kody.And others Ambrose refused toname.Why should he continue living when the cost of it would be their lives?If he were dead, there would be no reason for any of them to die.That would stop it completely.Itwould.They would be free.His father would no longer be after him to kill him.The pain that had lived inside him since the hour of his birth would end.I m so sick of it all.Andhe was.At fifteen, he felt like a battered old man.Life was so hard.Some days it seemed like the onlypurpose of it was to see just how hard it could kick him.How low it could make him sink.It hadneedlessly slapped him senseless most days.And for what?Why did it have to be like this? Why did people have to be so mean for no reason whatsoever?Why did they have to attack? Bring someone down?End it.You can control that much of your life.Suddenly, Grim was beside him.He was dressed in a flowing black robe, his face barely visiblefrom inside his cowl.In his hand, he held a black knife that looked like a military KA-BAR.Silently,he held it out to Nick.One cut.One moment of one last pain.Everything would be over.He would hurt no more.As Nick reached for the knife, he felt another presence beside him. Don t do it, Nick.This isn t you. Kody.The sound of that sweet, soft voice reached out andtouched him in places he didn t fully understand.She covered his hand with hers and then laced herfingers with his.They were so soft as they slid against his skin. Close your eyes, she breathed in his ear. Without question, he obeyed.His head swam as images blurred through his mind in rapidsuccession.He didn t know what he was looking at.Not until Kody kissed him.She pulled back and laid her hand to his hot cheek.Then she spoke to him in a language he d neverheard before.Yet, he understood her words perfectly. There s an enemy inside all of us, Nick, that wants to do us harm.It hates us passionately, and itwears us down with echoing insults we can t escape.No matter what we try or what we do.It s anever-ending playback that torments us when we re alone.And especially at night when we re tryingto sleep and there s no one else beside us. The love in her eyes scorched him as she stroked his cheek with her thumb. But somehow oursanity returns, and drives that madness away.And we are not what that voice says we are.We restronger than that, and our dark, ugly interloper knows it.I think that s why it hates us so much.Because it knows that we alone can defeat it.We can send it back to the darkest part of our naturewhere it belongs.Bury it so deep that we drown out those voices that hurt and torture us.It does nothave to control us, and we don t have to listen. She smiled up at him. No one is immune to the dark interloper.We all feel that those woundswon t heal.That they go too deep and let so much blood that it floods our souls with utter agony.Thatwe have screwed up beyond repair.But it s not true.What we have, Nick, is one life.And every dayof it is the richest blessing.The bad times teach us lessons about ourselves and others.But most ofall, they show us just how strong we are.For we survive what destroys a lesser being, and every daythat we live is victory over that interloper.You and I are like creatures.We are not sheep to beslaughtered.We are fighters, and in the midst of our darkest battles, we don t lie down and getstepped on.We shake our fists at the sky and shout, Bring me your worst.Because I intend to giveyou my best and I will win no matter what it takes.You may knock me down, I can t stop that.But Iwill get back up, and when I do, your blood will be the blood spilled. He wanted to believe that.He did. I m so tired, Kody, he breathed. It just keeps coming with nolet-up.Everything I do is wrong
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