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“What do you mean, he’s alive?” The One stared at Verchiel. “He can’t be. I am the Creator. I would have felt the presence of my own son.”
Verchiel tightened her fingers on the sheet of paper she held. “I don’t know what to tell you except the man the Guardians have reported matches Seth’s description.” She glanced at the notes she’d hastily scribbled as details had filtered in. “He is in a place the mortals call Vancouver, British Columbia. In a hospital.”
The barest flicker of something touched the One’s countenance, gone before Verchiel could put a name to it. “Is he injured?”
“Not physically.”
“Explain.”
“The man in question has no soul. At least, not a complete one. There is still something there, but it is too badly damaged for identification. And he has no memory of who he is. It is for that reason the mortals hold him.”
Only a subtle shift in the air around the One gave evidence she had heard. Long seconds ticked by.
“What about powers?” she asked at last, her voice neutral but carrying an underlying thread that sent a shiver down Verchiel’s spine.”
“We’re not sure, but — ” Verchiel mustered her courage, forcing herself to speak the unthinkable. “He seems to have abilities beyond those of a mortal.”
The air around the One pulsed again. Her lips drew tight. “My son is loose in the mortal realm as an adult, with his powers intact and no memory of who he is or what he is to do,” she clarified.
“We aren’t certain — ” Verchiel began, but a single raised eyebrow stopped her. She swallowed. “Yes, One. We believe so.”
The One turned away and Verchiel stared at a back gone rigid with thoughts and emotions she couldn’t begin to guess at. How did a mother deal with the knowledge that her son lived but, for the good of the universe, would be better off dead?
“Damnation!” the One whispered, her voice laced with equal parts fury and pain.
That was how.
[Sins of the Son: The Grigori Legacy 2, copyright 2012. All rights reserved.]
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