[ WP ] Supernatural beings walk amongst humans in peace , but an incident threatens that balance .

The roars outside were deafening. Humans could be loud if they felt they felt that they had a reason to be and boy did they feel like they had a reason to be. The walls were trembling and the ground shook under my feet. I had to yell to hear my own voice. 
 
 The thoughts exploding in my head were evening worse though. The human voice paled in comparison to a warlock ’ s thought. They penetrated your skull and bounced around your mind, forcing you to “ hear ” them. Ten thousand warlocks from across the globe were demanding that I “ hear ” them right now. 
 
 I looked to my husband. Tall and pale, literally from another dimension. One arm was running through the dark hair on his head, one hand held a newspaper at his side, and the other two were neatly folded across his chest. 
 
 “ Killion! ” I didn ’ t need to yell, he knew my every thought, but speaking is a hard habit to break, “ Killion! Why are they so angry about this? They were fine during our marriage. ” 
 
 *That was different, Amelia Jasmine Stone. They had no reason to upset about that. * 
 
 I was a little offended by the way he worded that but I took it in stride. I knew that our union had caused some ripples. We were basically two different species. My brother had compared it to a human marrying a monkey. A lot of people had actually compared it to a human marrying a monkey. 
 
 Who cared though? I loved Killion and he loved me. That ’ s all that mattered really to me. 
 
 “ Why do they have a reason to be upset about this and not the marriage? It doesn ’ t make sense to me. One usually follows the other. It ’ s a typical thing, you know? ” 
 
 He just stared at the window for a while, not responding to me. I wished he ’ d keep the conversation going because his thoughts drown out the rest. 
 
 He tucked his legs up underneath him like a monk, but never lost elevation. He just sat floating in midair. There ’ s so much that he can do. He can float apparently, one day he grew a fifth and sixth arm, he can make it rain in our bedroom, a tiny cat once appeared in the bottom of my emptied coffee mug. It was all so weird and surprised me every time something new happened. 
 
 *It was like a human marrying a monkey, Amelia Jasmine Stone. However, in that mindset, I was the human and you were the monkey. * 
 
 “ Uhm… excuse me? ” I was offended, “ what the hell does that mean? ” 
 
 *To my people, we did not get married. I claimed you as mine. Amelia Jasmine Stone became my possession. You, Amelia Jasmine Stone, are my possession. You are like a plaything to me. I essentially…* 
 
 I stopped listening. I was dumbfounded. I had thought this was all love. I thought we really had something. We had a goddamned wedding certificate. 
 
 I marched over to the crib and picked up Kilrod, the source of all this outrage in the world. He was crying hard, but I hadn ’ t noticed until now. It was too loud to hear a baby crying from across the room but to loud for a baby to not be crying out of fear. I felt stupid for not thinking of him sooner. He was in my arms now though, and from this distance I could clearly make out his terror filled cries. 
 
 “ Killion! ” I was shouting even louder than before. This had become an angry scream, “ or should I call you master? ” 
 
 I walked across the room to where he sat hovering. I held the baby out in front of me, at an arms length. 
 
 “ Is he just a possession too? Your son? ” 
 
 *He is. He is a byproduct of my pleasure. He is a creation of yours and mine, Amelia Jasmine Stone. * 
 
 It was cold. I hated him at that moment. I hated his very essence. It was the only thought rushing through my mind. *I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you…* 
 
 It was the only thought running through my mind. The warlocks weren ’ t screaming in my head anymore… they had gone silent… but… 
 
 *I have appeased them. * 
 
 Kilrod wasn ’ t screaming in my arms anymore… he had gone silent… 

