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Istood in the dark clearing with the red pool, sighing as I stepped up beside my father. The red sky overhead was dark, and my father was looking up at a grey moon.

“Is this a dream?” I asked as I patted down my gothic black dress.

My father wore his white suit like usual. He turned to me, looking disgruntled as those deep blue eyes latched onto my own.

“I’d have assumed by now you’d have discerned that this is more than a dream, our meetings may happen when you’re unconscious, but they are not dreams.”

“So you’re my father,” I breathed. I’d not felt that these vivid scenes were just dreams.

“Yes, and I don’t think I can protect you anymore, my dear child,” he sighed, his shoulders slumping as he shook his head in dismay.

“Charlie is only the beginning. A mere pawn in a bigger picture. I’m having more difficulty reaching you in order to communicate. My brothers are aware of my attempts to warn you.”

“Why do they want me dead? Dezikiel said they’re afraid of me, that they think I can out-power them,” I stated, shifting my feet in the ashy dirt by the red pool.

I wondered if the red liquid would be warm.

“Oh, Lily, you can out-power them, and so much more, when you fully awaken,” he said, his mouth curving upwards as he touched his beard.

“What do you mean fully awaken?” I frowned as those blue eyes softened.

“You have your mother’s strength, Lily. You are more than just my daughter, a demonic. You are pure. Do you know why your mother named you Lily?” he questioned, cocking his head at me as he clasped his hands.

“No, I guess she liked lilies,” I shrugged, hating how he’d dodged my question.

“The day she found out she was pregnant with you, she saw a lily out the window. A symbol of purity. No matter what others think, you are pure, you are the answer and the key.”

“You said that before, the key to what?” I growled, getting frustrated with his vagueness.

“The future, a better world,” he said as he stepped closer to me, resting his hands on my shoulders and giving them a squeeze.

“You can save it.”

I snapped awake, sitting upright as warmth surrounded me.

I drew in a shaky breath as I looked at my hellfire swirling around me.

Great. I was going to ruin another bed.

But there was something different about my hellfire this time.

It wasn’t burning my bed, and it had a beautiful golden-white glow. It felt powerful, and as I moved my hand to touch it, it swirled over my fingers.

My clothes weren’t burned off, and as if a sudden memory had resurfaced, I knew what to do with it, how to control it completely.

I grinned as it danced around the room, taking on the form of a golden hellhound mingled with flames as it darted around the before dispersing, leaving me in a small tornado of flames on my bed.

“Lily!”

I turned to the shout, grimacing as Jack came rocketing over from my doorway.

He outstretched his hand, intent to withdraw the flames, but they didn’t respond to him.

“I’m okay, I’m controlling it,” I informed him as the flames danced around me with their unique golden-white glow flaring up amongst the red and orange.

“I felt a power flare,” Jack said as he stepped closer, eyeing the flames curiously.

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