The Five Horsemen Book 1: Death Warmed Over

Chapter 10

Emmeranne POV

2 days after crash 11:30 in the morning

I felt like I was floating, but not water. It feels almost thicker, but also oily. Maybe I was in an oil bath or something? I don’t know what’s going on but my head is splitting. I can hear someone knocking on a door but I can’t see a door. I can’t see anything; I don’t think my eyes are open.

“Hello my sweet. My name is Chaos, I am your Horseman. Will you let me in please? Think of a door into your mind and then open it. I can explain in more detail afterwards.” His voice is smooth, like sweet honey tea in the summer time. It’s nice. I do as he asks and then I feel all the pressure and pain go away. Instead of slamming back into my body like I thought I would, I drift, like I’m on a pool floaty or something. Oh, those unicorn ones are awesome and I love being able to use them in the summer at the pool at the house I share with my sisters and brother. Wait, where are they? I need to find them and find out what happened. I also need to get out of here, I have a daughter at home that I need to get back to. “No need to ask them, I can show you, I have access to your memories. You were in a car wreck, caused by your sisters’ ex-boyfriend and died. Which is how we came to be bonded. Your eldest sister traded her- whoops. I’m not allowed to say without their consent. Sorry for that little cliffhanger. You’ll have to ask her when she wakes up. I’m not allowed to tell according to the Fates.” Memories of what happened flash through my mind like a film, ew, I do not look good dead that’s for sure. Well, that was very dramatic. Wait a second, he said what now?

The Fates, I have heard of them, being of Paegan religion, my siblings and I are very familiar with them. f**k, if they were literally pulling the strings or preventing someone, like Chaos, from talking about something this important, it means something even bigger than the fact that I am no longer human is going on. s**t, I have to wake up, we have to go, get out of here, wherever that is. I open my eyes and see 7 dead bodies on the floor when I go to sit up. “Um…. You wanna tell me what the f**k happened? Why are there dead people in my room? And why do they look like something out of a horror film?” While I liked scary movies, I didn’t exactly want to see it happen in real life.

“Oh, yes. That was us. Me and your shifted form, she is a Nephilim. Her name is Jaziah. Jaz for short. We possessed their bodies and made them go mad and self-harm in less than 5 seconds while simultaneously filled their bodies with the healing light of the Heavens, which humans can’t survive. It was excruciating for them.” Chaos explained casually and yet by the end I could hear the glee and self-satisfaction in his voice. Huh, well ok then. I stand up and walk to the only other door in the room, ah, bathroom. Nice, I relieve myself and strip out of the hospitals cloth gown and hop in the shower after I find some towels on a shelf behind the toilet. I hear a knock on the door when I’m finishing up, luckily they had bath products in here that I don’t mind using, with as sensitive of skin as I have, I’m lucky they had hypoallergenic products in here. “In the shower! Be right out. Oh, hey, can you see if there are sweats or something in the drawers? I forgot to look when I came in here to shower and stuff!” I holler out like the lady I am, chortling to myself because I am so not lady like in regards to my personality.

“Sure, be right there.” Void assures me. “They didn’t have undies, sorry.” He sticks his hand through the crack in the door without breaking the modesty code we all have, no nudity between anyone. Undies and bras are fine because none of us care, but full-on nudity is a big no-no.

“It’s cool, I wasn’t expecting them to be honest. Thanks Void” I reply. I grab the clothing from him and set them on the counter. I finish drying off with the scratchy towels and get dressed. I walk out into the hall way and find that there are a dozen soldiers pointing a multitude of guns at Artemis, at least I think it’s her. She looks different; bright emerald green eyes spitting fire mad, with black hair that has a green sheen to it. Very pretty with her pale skin tone. I noticed the changes in my own appearances too. My blue eyes went from being ocean blue to ice blue with a hint of a sparkle to them, my hair went from dark brown to thick golden blond with beautiful waves in it despite the fact that my hair has always been pin straight and could never hold a curl or wave to save my life. Shaking my head to refocus myself, I notice that 4 soldiers turn their weapons towards me, the rest stay trained onto my older sister.

“What’s going on here?” I ask cautiously but also with a firm tone indicating I wanted answers and expected them. It helps that I teach preschoolers and require that particular tone. I also have my own 3-year-old at home, which reminds me that we all need to get out of here as quickly as possible. I need my baby sugar and kisses, feeling my amazing and smart daughter giving me a hug as soon as possible and making sure my loving and wonderful cat is not having a melt down from me being gone for however long it’s been. I noticed there were no clocks or calendars anywhere.

“They are with the military and government; we are being held captive and they want to experiment on us and breed us like lab rats and animals and I was just about to clue them in on why that WON’T be happening.” Artemis states while never taking her eyes off of the group of people with guns trained on her. Then her words sink into me. OH, f**k NO!!

I could feel pressure rising inside of me, rage other than my own boils over in my mind and body. “Allow us to help with this particular predicament.” Chaos rumbles to me.

“All yours.” I think, and am suddenly yanked back inside my own head and can see out of my eyes like they are on a movie screen. I hear Chaos say some words in another language, I think it’s ancient Latin. I think he said, ‘Let’s show these humans we are not to be trifled with’, or something like that. Wait, how do I know what he said? I don’t speak Latin, and I only know a few Spanish words to get by.

“That would be another gift you all have acquired being Horsemen.” A melodic voice sounds next to me. I turn and see a very tall woman standing a few feet away. She is at least over 6 and a half feet tall, athletic build, c-cup boobs, natural tan, hour glass figure, golden blond and curly hair, guess that where I got mine from, and ice blues eyes that are so light the look almost silver/white. She’s dressed in a black dress type thing that reaches the floor. It almost looks Grecian, but instead of white, it’s black and has slits that go all the way up to her very curvy hips and is tied together with a leather belt think that looks to have rings or something on it. It looks very badass and sexy at the same time.

“Cool, what’s that mean, also, nice to meet you. I’m guessing you’re Jaz?” I stick my hand out to shake hers and then I hear shouting coming from outside of my body and quickly turn back to look at what’s going on at the same time she does too. Oh, f**k my life.