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"And your friend can keep up with us?" Seth looked doubtful We were supernatural beings after all, and as his eyes dropped toabout our stupid supernatural future together

"Well, yes, as long as I don’t turn all Star or anything"

"Ok, when are we leaving?" Seth asked, standing fro backward to the baseh tiain He definitely had sorandfather His eyes danced devilishly and I was convinced no regular Warrior looked as dangerous Warriors were lesser Angels, paired with Stars to protect the universe They weren’t the beings that served God directly, or carried out His iels, and the last re life in the universe They were the arainst the forces of evil But despite the fact that they were trained killing ht, like my dad But Seth was more than that Or less? No, definitely… er on it yet

Seth nodded and then disappeared down the base around forJupiter at the table

"It’s not a proble maybe I should have asked for permission first

"Why would it be?" Jupiter mumbled from his study of the text

"I just didn’t know if I’m supposed to ask for… permission from you," I mumbled, euess I don’t get your role in my life, yet"

"I’m just a trainer," Jupiter responded curtly, "not a babysitter Fly to the e in anymore battles until you’ve at least been trained with a sword"

A little taken aback, I wasn’t sure if he was joking or serious, so I replied with a simple, "Will do"

Seth joined us upstairs a feard, silent h Nebraska winter held temperatures in the low teens today, but I kneithout a doubt Seth would not even be chilly He low a little bit to stay warm, but somehow I doubted he would care and Tristan already knew part of the truth about who I was anyway

What Tristan didn’t knoas that he was about to get a crash course in all the rest of it

"Do you think my car can make it into town?" I asked on our way out the kitchen door

"That depends…" Seth studied the crued "How far is town?"

"If I speed, like fifteenwould help my Jeep or hurt it

"I’ his bottom lip out to concentrate coht’s iht?" He tugged securely on the door handle, which abruptly ripped off the metal fra the da the now loose door open He crawled into the front seat and then had to lift the door and pull equally hard to ja back into place Not entirely sure it would hold, he gripped the arhtly and decided to just hold it in place with his Warrior strength

"Yeah, that looks about right," I laughed, after clihed even loith the effort to hold the heavy door against the car "Can’t you just ? We won’t be able to use it as an entrance or exit any it’s last days here on Earth"

Seth laughed too at the sole up on ave him a wry sravel drive Seth was still s the door as casually as he could and I paused for a et Seth and his sense of humor He seemed fun, and relatively normal, even if he ate ALL of my chocolate chip pancakes But I had seen Warriors before so duty-driven and task-minded that the devotion of their own Star didn’t seem to have any effect on theht in having us raised on Earth, ave us a better perspective I just hoped we could stay this casual for a while A very, very, very long while

I coaxed the Jeep to start, literally, with encouraging words and a loving tap against the steering wheel until the engine sputtered to life, protesting it’s every ility of the car, I thrived on excite born for battle So I naturally drove like a race car driver across the frozen gravel roads that cli and skidding with each turn or curve in the road wildly