Sons of a devil-Chapter 89: Storm beneath

Eira leaned her head back. "You two are idiots."

"Yeah," they said in unison.

And they laughed. For the first time in a while, the laughter felt real.

Inside, Neriah watched from the window with quiet eyes. Her sons—her daughter—were slowly healing. But she knew what came next. Her hands trembled when she reached for the old journal on the table. The ancient one. The one that had always been sealed—until now.

It opened easily.

The pages whispered of a prophecy she'd spent her whole life hiding from. Of a choice between destruction and sacrifice. And in the last line—faded but clear—was a name.

Selene.

She dropped the book.

Outside, Selene stopped walking.

Cain noticed instantly. "What is it?"

She looked up. Her vision was clouded, her breath catching. "Something's wrong."

The sky rippled.

Not with wind—but with power.

A scream shattered the calm. Not of pain—but of rage.

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Cain turned instantly, shielding Selene as black mist surged from the trees, wrapping the clearing in cold. They could feel it—evil, ancient, bitter.

The shadows moved toward the house.

Inside, Neriah slammed the book shut. "No," she whispered. "Not tonight."

But the wards lit up like fire.

Eira jumped from the roof, landing in a crouch as the shadows surrounded the house. "Leo—Eren—gear up!"

"What the hell is that?" Leo asked, his eyes narrowing.

"I don't know," she said. "But it's calling us."

Cain pushed Selene behind him as three figures stepped out of the shadows. Cloaked in armor—faces hidden—but their presence was suffocating.

"You," one of them rasped, pointing at Selene. "You carry what belongs to him."

Selene's eyes glowed faintly. Cain's did too.

"You'll have to go through all of us," he growled.

The three lunged.

A blast of fire shot past them—Eren. Lightning cracked from Leo's palms.

Selene's eyes turned gold.

Cain's aura turned black.

And the house behind them—filled with their mother's protection and rage—lit up like a beacon.

The battle had begun again.

But this time, they weren't alone.

They were a family.

A storm.

The night exploded.

Selene's power surged as the cloaked figures advanced. Golden light burned from her palms, wrapping around Cain like a shield as he took the front. His shadowy aura moved like a living thing, tendrils of darkness lashing out with precision—silent, deadly.

Eren landed beside them, his hands crackling with crimson electricity. "Three against us?" he smirked. "I almost feel bad for them."

Leo flipped mid-air from the rooftop, flames spiraling behind him. "They came to the wrong doorstep."

But the enemies didn't falter. The lead figure hurled a sphere of void energy, and Cain deflected it with a snarl, shadows screaming around his arms. The force knocked him back, and Selene rushed forward—too fast—her eyes glowing gold.

She raised her hands and screamed.

Light burst from her chest in rings, slamming the enemies back and shaking the earth beneath them. Flowers withered instantly. The ground scorched. Even Cain stumbled, shielding his eyes from the brilliance.

Selene dropped to her knees, panting.

Cain was at her side in seconds. "Selene. Look at me. Hey—hey—stay with me."

Her nose bled. "I... I didn't mean to... I can't control it."

"You don't have to," he whispered, cupping her face. "We'll figure it out. You're not alone."

She looked at him with fear—pure, raw. "Cain, it's not just light. It's destruction. I felt it. It wants to break everything."

Cain kissed her forehead gently. "Then we'll teach it mercy."

Behind them, Leo and Eren kept the attackers at bay. Eren leapt over a burning arc, landing hard and swinging his energy like a blade. Leo's flames twisted into phoenix-shaped spears, impaling two shadow creatures trying to flank them.

"Are these things multiplying?" Leo yelled.

"Definitely!" Eren shouted. "Ten seconds ago, there were three!"

"Where the hell is Mom?!"

Just then, the wind shifted.

And from the porch, Neriah stepped out.

Her long robe blew like smoke, her silver hair glowing under the moonlight. Her eyes—once soft—now burned with godly fury.

She raised a single hand.

The earth obeyed.

Trees snapped to life, their roots impaling the enemy soldiers, lifting them into the air like trophies. Lightning cracked through the clouds as if the heavens had been summoned to rage.

Her voice was steady but thunderous. "You do not touch my children."

A wave of energy rippled out from her body—calm and divine—and every remaining shadow dissolved to ash.

The silence that followed was terrifying.

Selene coughed blood, barely conscious. Cain held her tight, brushing hair from her face.

"She's burning from the inside," he said, looking to his mother. "Help her."

Neriah knelt beside Selene, her hands glowing. "It's the seal breaking. She's awakening."

"Awakening?" Cain asked, tense.

"She's more than a girl with light," Neriah whispered. "She's... the key to your father's downfall. That's why he wants her."

Selene gasped weakly, gripping Cain's arm.

"I'm scared," she whispered.

He kissed her forehead again. "Don't be. I'm with you. Always."

Back inside the house, Eira was pacing, hands shaking. She had seen the blast from afar. Something in her trembled, not with fear—but something darker. A voice whispering that Selene was growing too powerful. That she would change everything.

Far away, in the shadows of the forest, their father stood watching with hollow eyes and clenched fists.

"She's awakening," he said softly to himself.

Behind him, a figure stepped forward. Cloaked. Familiar.

"I thought we lost you," the devil murmured.

Eira stepped from the shadows, her eyes dark now. Controlled. Changed.

"You didn't," she said, voice flat. "I'm ready."

The devil smiled.

And the next storm began to form.