Noveno "Nova" Santiago
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A Light with a Sharpened Edge
He's left them all sitting on the grass outside of the new Mortiz house–outside of his new home too–with books open around them. Rose sits with The Kingdom of the Adas while Alex bends her heads over a massive tome with an unmarked cover. Seven months ago, he was squatting in abandoned apartments, convinced that Alejandra Mortiz would kill him on sight if she ever saw him again. Last night, she and her sisters and parents practically adopted him. And now he's going hunting for something to help anchor their father's memories and bring them back.
And he might get another Deathday. It's not every brujo that gets a do-over with a new family. One that's not too broken to give blessings. There's a risk that they might not accept him. He's not a Mortiz by blood and the Deos have always asked for blood. There's a chance, though, that his magic might not eat him alive.
In Los Lagos, Nova thought he was falling in love with Alex. It was more than her power that drew him to her. That's true now too but the love he feels for her, for all of the Mortizes, feels more real than the cautionary tale romance he once imagined. It's the kind of love he's never felt for his biological parents or siblings.
It's hard to concentrate on the search in front of him when all of those thoughts are swirling in his mind. Even with the heat on the back of his neck, all he can think about is this family. His family.
It's why he swears so loudly when a cat jumps on his lap and meows for attention. Nova stands up quickly and the cat leaps indignantly away but he doesn't notice. His skin prickles from the blowing AC as he glances around the building. This isn't where he was just a second ago. This probably isn't even Queens.
This definitely isn't Los Lagos either.
A door behind a counter full of decadent pastries (not as good as his grandmother's he thinks, immediately and defensively), advertises a Supernatural Private Investigation service. For a bleak second, Nova tries to convince himself he's just misread the THA's door for his entire life but that's a lie too big for him.
"What the fuck," he finally says.
And he might get another Deathday. It's not every brujo that gets a do-over with a new family. One that's not too broken to give blessings. There's a risk that they might not accept him. He's not a Mortiz by blood and the Deos have always asked for blood. There's a chance, though, that his magic might not eat him alive.
In Los Lagos, Nova thought he was falling in love with Alex. It was more than her power that drew him to her. That's true now too but the love he feels for her, for all of the Mortizes, feels more real than the cautionary tale romance he once imagined. It's the kind of love he's never felt for his biological parents or siblings.
It's hard to concentrate on the search in front of him when all of those thoughts are swirling in his mind. Even with the heat on the back of his neck, all he can think about is this family. His family.
It's why he swears so loudly when a cat jumps on his lap and meows for attention. Nova stands up quickly and the cat leaps indignantly away but he doesn't notice. His skin prickles from the blowing AC as he glances around the building. This isn't where he was just a second ago. This probably isn't even Queens.
This definitely isn't Los Lagos either.
A door behind a counter full of decadent pastries (not as good as his grandmother's he thinks, immediately and defensively), advertises a Supernatural Private Investigation service. For a bleak second, Nova tries to convince himself he's just misread the THA's door for his entire life but that's a lie too big for him.
"What the fuck," he finally says.