The Secter Letter {Emery}

His hand gripped hers and she pulled him up to her level giving him a smile as the questions started coming. She knew that once she showed him what he could do, he’d have more questions, but that was what she wanted. She wanted him to see all the possibilities. All the things that could make him stronger and more powerful. He reminded her of herself a few years back. Scared, helpless, and looking for a way out. This was his way out, and there was no doubt that Thayer had connections. Yeah she was helping him out in the long run, but in all honestly his well-being wasn’t the first thing that pushed her determination to do this for him. He had the ability to take over an evil firm who apparently had the same enemy as Emery, the trinity brothers. If she could sway Thayer to believe that if the brothers were gone none of the things that had happened to him would have taken place, she could easily kill the brothers and her demon wouldn’t even know that she wasn’t the one to do it. All she had to do was kill all three of them, and she’d be okay. Her demon wasn’t normally impatient about things, but with the brothers, he was very adamant about getting the job done which led Emery to believe that they were a threat to him in the future. Either way, Emery was screwed if she didn’t kill them. If Thayer didn’t fall victim to her manipulation skills, she’d have to find another way to kill them or her demon would strip her powers from her and make her go back to being nothing. If the trinity brothers happened to kill her demon, her powers would again be stripped from her. Getting him to understand himself was the first step to anything.

”He wasn’t dead yet. I’m not going to lie, he was almost there, but you’re energy is the strongest thing you possess. You’d be surprised what you can do with it, Thayer. If his heart had stopped beating, that wouldn’t have been at all possible.” Emery paused for a second to think of an analogy to use to help him understand. ”Okay, say your car dies, and this hot guy pulls up next to you on the side of the road to help you out with spark plugs. That spark plug is you, and the car is the person you almost killed. You don’t want them to die, you use those spark plugs.” He had paused by now probably just thinking about everything that had just happened. She could tell he was becoming a bit overwhelmed which was not a good thing. She needed him to stay with her through all of this. To not slack off and take what she had to say in without having issues with it. It had taken him a while to actually respond, but he did. She grinned at him giving him a pat on the back. ”That’s the spirit! That is exactly what I was hoping you’d say. That little trick right there? Yeah, not so easy. We have to work on your focus first which will mean more instances like that happening I imagine. But I’ll be here each time, okay? So, you’ll get to that point eventually.” Emery watched him as he sat at the kitchen table. At least he had come right out and asked her for help which obviously meant that the little scene that had just played out had worked to her advantage even though she was quite drained. Emery moved over to the table slowly inching herself into the seat across from him. She moved her hand through her dark waves. ”We keep working at this, you’ll be as bad ass as me in no time.” She joked flashing him a soft smile.