Page 58 of The Beyond
“We seek a way to bind Moros,” Selene told the three of them.
The three women laughed. “You cannot bind him,” Lachesis answered.
“Moros slumbers,” Atropos said. “For now,” she added with a cackle.
“He knocks on the door,” Clotho said, just as a loud echo rang out. “You cannot bind him. It is fated.”
“We’re here to stop him,” Lucas said.
The women’s eyes narrowed as they all hissed. Then Atropos flicked her wrist in disapproval and Mia, Lucas, and Scott reverted back to their human forms. Selene plunged towards the ground. She screamed and was halfway to the ground when she remembered she could fly. Her scream stopped and she touched down gracefully next to Scott.
All three women looked at her with pleasure.
“You are of us,” Atropos said. Then they turned to Mia and narrowed their eyes.
“You are not welcome here, djinn.” Clotho raised her hand.
“No!” Selene cried out. She moved to block Mia from the Fates just as Lucas moved to do the same. “She stays. I am her protector.”
“We are,” Lucas said.
The Fates ran their eyes over Lucas. “You too, are of us,” Atropos said.
That left Scott, standing by himself, a few feet from Selene. When the Fate’s eyes rested on him, they immediately took a giant step back.
“You did not tell us you brought the spawn of Moros,” Clotho hissed.
“What have you done?” Lachesis cried out.
Just then, the knocking echoed again, much louder.
Selene turned towards Scott, and suddenly she realized that the loud banging wasn’t coming from the gates behind the three Fates. Instead, it was coming from Scott. His entire body shook with the noise. He stood, as if a statue, frozen. He looked at her as if he was trying to apologize.
“Moros slumbers no more.” Clotho raised her hands in fear and cried out as if in pain. “You have doomed us all.”
Just then, a loud laughing sound echoed and bounced off the gates. “There is no stopping fate.”
“Quickly, we must destroy the vessel.” Atropos raised her hand towards Scott.
“No!” Selene, Scott, and Mia screamed at the same time. They moved between the three Fates and Scott.
“He is under our protection,” Lucas said firmly.
“If you wish to save the son of Moros, you must take him to Elysium.” Clotho pointed towards Lucas. “You must take him yourself since you are the only one who can carry him across the meadows.” She pointed to the left.
“Now, go. Quickly. There is no time.” Clotho lifted her hand just as another loud bang echoed from Scott. This time, it was so loud that Scott fell to his knees as a pulse of dark light circled him.
“Selene,” Scott whispered. Selene rushed towards Scott, but Lucas was there first and gripped Scott, trying to help him stand.
“I’m sorry, sis. I fucked up. I’ll fix this. I promise,” Lucas said.
Selene watched in horror as Lucas gripped Scott and the pair of them shimmered before her eyes and disappeared.
“No!” she cried out, rushing to where they had just been. “What have you done with them?” She turned on the Fates.
The three women looked back at her with amusement.
“We have done nothing. Helios has taken Moros’s spawn to Elysium,” Lachesis said. “For now.”
