The Enemy

"Tell me one more time: did that guy say anything else?" Ash asked me for the fifth time. He, Calvel, Nicor, Amanda, and I were sitting in his office and trying to figure out what had exactly happened that night. I was exhausted but also terrified. Someone knew what I was and that my powers had awakened, and the more I thought about it the more I realized that I knew who that person might have been.

"I have something to confess," I said hesitantly. "I might have met that person who called me Nephilim before. The voice I heard in the ballroom was hoarse, but it could have been him."

"Him…? Who?" Nicor asked while he and everyone else stared at me, confusion in their eyes.

I took a deep breath. "From the moment I found myself in the residence, I've been receiving notes," I began nervously.

"What kind of notes?" A cold edge surfaced in Ash's voice.

I swallowed a knot in my throat. Then I told them about the messages someone had been slipping through my door and how I chased a maid and lo