And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 157: Anna

Cassie.

When Silas told me he knew of a place for us to go, I was expecting something fancy or perhaps something that was more… elegant, marble, and who knows what else. What I wasn’t expecting though was for him to take us to an old brick building with broken windows that looked wildly out of place to be within Asgard.

Pollux, Trixie, and Sansa decided to stay behind and snoop around the school to see if they could find anything that might be useful. With them looking around, no one would suspect them for doing anything, me, however, they would.

Yet, even though they were busy looking for information, I wished they were here with me. I wanted Pollux to see this building, to see how beautiful and strange the land around it was. One thing about my brother that no one knew but me was his love for history–a love for the past because the past makes us stronger.

The building reminded me of old ruins of castles in a way with its intricate archways and carved designs within the stone. I couldn’t help myself when I passed them to reach out and let my fingers brush against the ancient markings. My mind wandered to who these people must have been because it was far older than anything here now.

“Where are we?” I asked softly, my eyes turning to Silas, who smiled down at me with amusement. As if he knew a mil-lion secrets and wanted to tell me but didn’t know how.

“This is a structure from another realm, one that we no longer speak of because of the battle that commenced there thousands of years ago,” he replied as he gazed up at the structure running his own hands against the broken rock. “During the battle, they sought to escape and when the portal was opened, it moved the earth they stood on and anything else around.”

“Who is they?” I asked curiously, trying to understand how anyone could be so powerful that they could move all this earth and even structures.

Silas chuckled though as he glanced back at me. “You don’t know any of the stories, do you?”

I wasn’t sure why he was amused by me not knowing the stories of this place, and shaking my head, he pushed open the large wooden and brass door before us. The creek of the wood echoed against the silent air around Silas and me. I found myself stepping into a hall of darkness filled with cob- bled steps and cobwebs.

Silas moved forward down the cobbled steps further into the darkness, and I hesitated for a moment, I took a deep breath and forced myself forward. One thing people didn’t know about me was the internal fear I had of darkness. Not that anyone would suspect it–I hid my fears very well.

“Silas.” I called out into the darkness having lost him in my delay as I reached the bottom step. My eyes strained to see through the black void that filled my vision in front of me. “Silas?”

“Over here!” The dim lighting of a torch coming into view as he came around a corner, and once again I was able to see his smiling face. “Come on, what are you doing?”

What am I doing? Jesus, like I meant to get lost.

“Nothing, right behind you,” I replied, pushing a smile onto my face as I watched him turn, my steps right behind his. There was no way I was going to allow myself to get lost in this place again.

After a few minutes of walking, we came to another arch- way that opened up into more darkness. Silas stopped in his tracks and turned to the right, letting the lit flame of the torch to touch something on the wall, and as it did a wind blew through the room lighting every torch in sight.

ceiling, multiple levels of books as far as the eye could see. Never in my life had I seen something so

asked, causing me to turn to him in awe.

love it,” I said, my voice echoing, “how is this kept like

looked around as if contem- plating what I had said. “It’s been forgotten, honestly. Not to mention the school explained

the

with toppled chairs, tons of books that littered the floor, as well dust that laid blanketed

the same time. I let my fingers brush over some of the multicol- ored spines as my feet crunched upon scattered papers, I was curious as to what had happened here to

this, you think we will

Silas from over my shoulder, he stood watching me. “In a

way?” I repeated, furrowing my brow, “what

forward, his arms falling at his sides he stared at me, and the intensity of that stare made my breath catch in my throat. I didn’t understand what it was about him that made my heart flutter like it did, but twhen he stepped inches in

to find out about current things… I think it’s best for you to learn about the past. About the gods, and more importantly about who

me, and the sincerity in his eyes let me know he was telling the truth. Yet, knowing Odin- my grandfather–and the others were hiding things from me didn‘t sit

face. “Because they don’t think you’re ready to

tell what he was going to say. He was going to tell me how he cared about me, but I didn’t need him

wanted him to kiss me… part of me wanted him to take

let a small smirk cross his lips

offered chair, watching him move about the room to a bookcase as if he

know this place

within the bookshelves as he popped his head back out and looked at me. “You can

opening my mouth only for him to quickly come striding toward me with a brown book

in time… for

blue eyes. She was strikingly beautiful, but what

intently at the woman as if seeing

he averted his gaze from the woman and frowned. “Something like that. Anyways… I guess

I watched him flip. the pages, I settled in for whatever story he had to tell me. If it would help me get closer to figuring out what was

and his Luna was the lovely Anna. She never wanted to be his, and her union to him was actually formed in a blood promise her mother had made before she was born in return for Bjorn saving her life. He was

showed me the images of Bjorn

in the

but when their eldest daughter died, Bjorn lost himself. His daughter was everything to him but his best friend killed her. A man he trusted, and Anna would have died too