Aemi jumped when Erica/Eris and Em came up behind her. "One of these days I am going to have a heart attack when you all do that to me!" she grumbled. Then she turned around to see the girl Em. She was taller than Aemi, (not much of a surprise; except for Lia everyone was taller than her) but looked to be about thirteen or fourteen. Aemi decided she should get on the girl's good side, if she had powers like Erica. "Hi there. I'm Aemilia; most people call me Aemi." She pointed to Lia standing behind her. "That's Lia."
But then she turned around again and saw that Lia was gone. "What...?" And then Lia appeared in the corner of her vision, disappeared, and reappeared on the other side. "Gods of Olympus, Hades, and Mother Rome, will you stop whatever you're doing, Lia? You're going to kill me. What are you, a weeping angel?" Lia stared at her without seeing her, her mismatched eyes glowing.
"Kill." She agreed. "Angels weeping. Death is only temporary, if you can bear the pain of rebirth. But suffering is eternal. And suffer you all will." The tiny girl gasped and shielded her eyes from something, her whole body shuddering. When she uncovered them she spoke, but not in the breathy little-girl voice she had been using. This voice was ancient and powerful. "A friend is a foe; a foe, a friend. Where does death start and where does death end? Their souls are to wander for eternity; where there were ten there will only be three. A silence will fall on each mortal heart, and their torment will tear their companions apart."
Aemi was frozen with horror. Sure, Lia had made prophecies before, but never such a morbid one... Never one that actually told a story of death. She glanced at the doorway, where Al was standing with a similarly horrified expression on his face, staring at his little sister. What happened to the tiny girl they had to protect, the tiny girl who got sick from anything and broke bones when she was trying to play games?
