I was surprised when I reached the roof unharmed. As I opened the door onto the roof, I was hit with a wave of freezing air. While I was in Greece, fall had deepened, and the crisp night air around me bit at my cheeks and made me think of winter. Drawing in a deep breath of cold air, I crept onto the roof, my eyes darting around, looking for recognizable shapes in the darkness.
A muffled sound drew my eyes to the western side of the roof. My parents were pressed up against the wall, bound and gagged with air and floating a foot off the ground. Mom’s eyes looked panicked when she spotted me, and she shook her head frantically. Dad’s head lolled to one side. I fought back the fear that he was already dead and headed across the roof, not caring if I made an easy target for Rochelle.
My hands started to spark. With a single word, I directed the energy out to my parents, slashing through their invisible bonds. The Red sparks flared for an instant when they hit Rochelle’s spell, but then my parents dropped to the roof, released.
“Darlena, run!” Mom coughed.
I rushed to her and hugged her tight. “Are you okay?” I was so grateful to see her, but I knew we didn’t have time for a long reunion. “What’s wrong with Dad?”
She shook her head and didn’t answer. “You have to get out of here, now. She’s just waiting to kill you.”
I flexed my fingers, feeling the power that still flowed through me. “Let her try.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Rochelle stepped out from behind a vent and took a step toward me. Before I could even react, she raised her hands and sent a blast of Black energy surging across the roof. I jumped at the last minute, but the bolt passed close enough that I could hear the hiss it made when it hit the stone behind me. It took all my self-control not to fling myself at her.
Instead, I turned to my mom. “You have to get out of here, now. Can you manage Dad?” My father was still unconscious, but Mom nodded and reached over to pull him up. She struggled for a minute under his weight, but finally she stood, Dad leaning against her body. He let out a soft groan, and relief surged through me. He wasn’t dead!
“I can manage.” Her voice shook, and tears welled up in her eyes. “But what about you?”
“I have to handle this.” I crouched in front of her, shielding her from Rochelle’s view, but no attack came.
“But I want to help you! Two Greens together—”
I interrupted her. “Mom, I’m a Red. I can’t explain now, but I promise I’ll tell you later.”
She recoiled as if I’d slapped her. “A Red?” Fear and revulsion were plain on her face, and I sighed. If I survived, we’d have a lot to talk about, and I didn’t think it would be any easier to tell her the truth for a second time. Silently, I cursed Rochelle; couldn’t she have left my parents’ memories alone?
“There’s a lot we need to talk about. But first I need to deal with Rochelle. Take Dad. Call a cab and get home. Set wards on the house. I’ll see you soon.” I kissed her cheek and she flinched. She looked like she wanted to stay there and argue with me, but she lifted my father and moved quickly for the stairs.
“How touching.” Rochelle sneered, stepping closer to me. “Darlena is trying to save her family.” She raised her hand and pointed at my mother.
“Don’t!” I snapped at her, raising my own hands. Energy crackled in the air, but I didn’t want to strike her just yet. I was worried about using up all my strength early on in the fight; I’d never used Red magic for prolonged periods of time, and I didn’t know if I’d be able to. “You won’t hurt them, Rochelle. It’s me you want.”
Her lip curled in disgust. “Do you really think I’d have a problem hurting them?” Before I could react, she flicked her wrist and Black sparks struck my parents just as they reached the stairs. Mom fell backwards with a cry, taking Dad’s prone form with her, and I heard the heavy thud as their bodies tumbled down.
“How dare you?” I raised my hands, shaping a sphere of power, but I made no move to attack yet. I needed to give Mom and Dad time to get away. I just hoped they weren’t unconscious.
Rochelle laughed. “I’m not afraid to use my power, Darlena! Unlike you, skulking like a coward.” She sent another pulse of energy toward me, but I used the Red sphere in my hands to deflect it. It was like deadly dodgeball. Black sparks shot into the sky.
“I wasn’t hiding, Rochelle, I was learning.” The sphere in my hands pulsed, but I held onto it.
“Oh, I see. Learning.” She zapped me again, and I moved, slipping behind an air conditioner vent. “I don’t know how much you were learning while I was out here working.” Black sparks bounced off the vent in front of me again.
“What do you really know about Red magic, Rochelle?” I put the finishing touches on my sphere, but I still crouched behind the vent, holding the molten ball of energy.
“Know? What is there to know? You’re an idiot. I should have been the Red Witch, not you! I’d never stand in the way of chaos like you want to.”
I peeked around the side of the vent, but I didn’t see her. “So you’re willing to cause countless deaths?”
Her laughter was sharp. “Didn’t you learn anything from Hades? Death brings power. I would grow and grow in my power with each disaster I caused, until one day the entire world would bow down to me.”
How had she known where I was? Hecate must have told her. Did she realize that her pawn was talking about world domination? Somehow, I doubted Hecate would let Rochelle get that powerful. The Queen of Witches didn’t strike me as someone who was willing to share power. “That’ll never happen, Rochelle! There are laws! Don’t forget the Rede.”
“Laws!” she spat, moving into view and closer to my vent. “Those laws protect Nons. They’ll be the first to go. I will reshape the earth into a magical world, and all the beings on it will revere my name.”
“Rochelle, you’re insane.” I felt the Red sphere pulsing in my hands and I knew I had to act quickly before the magic overwhelmed me.
“Maybe, but I’m the one who’s going to live through this.”
“Don’t bet on it.” I spun out from behind the vent and flung the Red ball at her just as she released another bolt of Black magic. It hit me dead in the chest, and I fell backward, bruising my elbows. Rochelle sailed off the roof, the Red sphere of energy propelling her like a deadly comet.
Gasping, I tried to pull myself upright, but the Black energy had turned to tar when it struck me, and I was pinned to the roof. If Rochelle had survived her fall, I was trapped, a perfect target.
“Rochelle?” I yelled into the night sky. There was no answer. Struggling against the Black stuff oozing over me, I tried again. “Finish what you started!” I waited for her to reappear. Maybe it was stupid, but I sort of hoped she’d survived; I didn’t want to be responsible for one more death, especially not hers. “I’m sorry!” My words were lost in the wind.
The door to the roof burst open and Justin rushed out. “Darlena!” His voice echoed off the rooftop as he hurried toward me.
I looked at him, dumbfounded. “What are you doing here?” I struggled to sit up, but the residue from Rochelle’s spell still held me hostage.
He knelt beside me, White light radiating out of his hands. “I got your text.”
The Black goo dissolved and I sat up, rubbing my raw elbows. I couldn’t look at him; the last time I’d seen him, he’d said he would never help me. Why was he here now? “So?”
He laughed. “So? That’s all you have to say to me?”
“I thought you were angry at me.” My voice dropped, and I blinked back tears.
To my surprise, Justin hugged me tight. “I was. But I don’t want to lose you.”