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happened, he pointed, “See here.” What I saw was a bunch of gibberish. He watched me and said, “You probably don’t read Latin.” I shook my head.  “I’ve been looking through books about Succubi.” He looked back at the book, but not before I caught the slight guilt in his eyes.  The cure for the damnation I’d bestowed on him would obviously be in books about my species. “And I came across this.” Pointing again, I looked because he wanted me to.
    “It talks about someone who should have been born without a soul stopping something like the apocalypse,” he said, eyes focused on the book in front of him.
    Stumbling back, it felt like his words shoved me. “What does it say exactly?”  Only holding myself up with the possibility of truth and answers, I waited.
    “Well, it translates something like this,” he began.
    The damned shall begot the damned.
    And so it will come to pass with a
    soul not it’s own and will be protected
    by heaven and hell alike
    Hell’s vehicle shall prove itself worthy
    of the  gift of a soul through an act
    so selfless as it will call unto the heavens
    And so it will be born to save all
    from rivers of demons flowing like water
    through the street of the earth
    spreading corruption and death to all
    stopping prophesied darkness upon the earth.
     
    Not totally sure of the entire meaning, I understood enough. “That’s not me,” I denied.  “It can’t be.”
    Luke looked at me through a veil of pity so apparent it pissed me off.  Shoving at him, my frustration poured through my limbs like concrete.  Yet he was unmoved. What was it with these rock solid boys?  Tossing the book to the reading table, he took my hands and wrapped me in his heartfelt embrace. “Mercy, I know it’s a lot to bear. I have my own cross.”
    Closing my eyes, I wasn’t sure of what he meant. All I knew was that I wasn’t worthy of such things.  I’d made such a mess of my own life.  How in the world could I possibly stop the apocalypse?  I wasn’t that girl. “It’s not me.”
    “You can’t deny the facts,” he started.  Pushing him, I turned away with no destination in mind. I just needed to get away from his truths. “I tried that and look where it got me.”
    Swiveling around like I got slapped, I saw the pain on his face. “You’re right. I’m poison. Look what I did to you. You deserve so much better than me. Sebastian is right. I should let you go.”
    Stepping forward, he held out a hand, “No.” He shook his head.
    My backwards step was not enough for his advancing movement.  Spinning on my heels, I did what I did best and fled the room with tears that burned like hell’s lava.  My transgressions weighing me down, I didn’t get far.
    Scooping me in his arms, he whispered words that should ease my pain. “Not you. Me, what I did to ignore what I was and who I was meant to be. You are my shining achievement. The love I feel for you could never be wrong. You make me want to deserve you.”
    Not wanting to cry but unable to stop it, I said, “But I damned you.”
    “No, I damned myself.” He sighed and ran a hand through his curls. When they fell back where they started I had an urge to put my own hands there. I hadn’t known I moved until he stopped me. “Mercy, you can’t hide from this. It’s better if you face it head on. Learn from my mistakes.”
    “Yeah, and how am I supposed to save the world? I’m just a girl who can kill humans with a kiss?” It was a reasonable question. I didn’t have any special powers that I knew of. How was I supposed to stop demons from entering this plane of existence?
    Lacing his fingers with mine, his eyes solid on me, I could feel his love physically and emotionally. “There is more to you than meets the eye. We both know this. You have the ability to borrow the abilities of other beings.”
    I paused giving it some thought. “No, you guys pushed your power to me.”
    In a move so fast I didn’t have time to