The Godslingers X: Chapter 11

Qadira's POV
Terrifying.

Quent is here, flesh and blood, though kind of pale. Funny. Just awhile ago we burned his shroud.

My parents rushed forward and hugged him. Dad looked as if he would cry. He patted his son and apologized for his tortures.

My twin nodded and smiled at me. "Hey sis." He said and punched me lightly on the shoulder. I glared at him. Then in one swift movement I hugged him so hard Quent choked. "Stop...it.....ahhhh....."

I released him and instead sobbed on his shirt.

"'M alright. I did not die." Quent looked at me incredulously.

Melody eyed me warily. She inched beside me and whispered, "Thanatos is chained......"

I looked at her. "Please clarify." I whispered back.

"Thanatos is sort of imprisoned. No one can die." Melody replied.

I gulped. Melody sort of looked disoriented. Stella watched us from a distance, then flounced over to us. "Whatcha talking about?" She spoke in a playful voice.

"About something." I answered.

"Okay....." Stella frowned, then smiled again. "Can we go to the Big House?" She said in a pleading cheerful voice.

I glanced at Melody, shooting her a look like "Hey-what's-up-with-her-is-she-crazy?"

"Okay...." I mumbled. "Why?"

"We need to talk about Quent." Stella answered almost immediately.

"What about me?" Quent sauntered over to us, scowling.

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