I sat down across from Vivian, watching her face twitch with anger. She was going to kill me I knew it, or worse send me back. I still couldn’t defend myself, and lord knows I had no control over any of my powers. I fidget with my fingers as I bite at my nails, my leg shaking. The pent-up energy from my nerves playing havoc. Sitting beside me was my match, who I now knew as Justen. He seemed pretty unaffected by the whole situation. Frankly he looked a little pleased. He gently grabbed my hand and run his thumb over it, in small circular motions. I could feel the sparks, shooting up my arm from his touch. I tried my best to ignore them. Having no clue, why it felt like that. I looked around the room trying to avoid eye contact with everyone.“Can you stop looking so damn smug Justen, this isn’t a joke” Vivian said firmly“I have never once saw any of this as a joke, you know that. Maybe if you listened to me none of this would have happened. You shut her out without any real explanati
I was pinned to the ground, his face inches from mine. I could see him slowly leaning closer. My eyes were glued to his lips. I bite my lip in anticipation. “How are you going to get out of this hold, pretty lady” he whispered into my ear. This bond was killing me. The draw grew stronger and stronger by the day. He was becoming irresistible to me. Every session I had to fight the urge to give in to the bond. He on the other hand seemed to have gotten over his struggle with the bond. He was cool, calm and collected around me most of the time. I should have been thankful. But the bond pulled at me, desperate for his touch and attention. I wanted to pretend it wasn’t there, but I wasn’t fooling myself or even him for that matter.I wiggled under is grip, trying to break free. He leaned into my ear and whispered, “Come on, you can do better than that”. His lips gently brushing against my ear. As I looked into his eyes, I could feel the bond trying to pull me in. How was it possible for a
I sat across from Justen at the local café. We talked as I watched the people around me go about their lives. This was nice, it was the first time I had had any time to just be in a while. Since the Shadow possibility, everything we did was consumed with the impeding war. Justen sat across from me, chatting away about this and that. Slipping in a few we statements here and there. Which was sweet, I could tell he was trying his best to keep the conversation light. His eyes scanned my face, looking for clues to how I was feeling. He had kept his word and turned off his ability to read my feelings. I smiled as I thought about how grateful I was to have him. The bond continued to nag at us both, to finalise the bond. Which both of us knew nothing about. Vivian thought it wise to keep clear of that until after the war. Despite the constant pull of the bond, it was nice to have a friend. Which was what he had become. I knew I could count on him, and I knew he was here for me when I needed
I burst out laughing, as Justen tickles me. A smile spread across his face, as my laughter fills the field. Cut it out Mr, I say through the bond. I had really mastered talking through the bond. Mink linking others, I was still struggling with. I couldn’t seem to separate the voices, at least not enough to have clear conversation. I hook my leg around his, while pushing suddenly. Tipping him off balance, enough to get out of the hold. I push him on his back, pinning him. In the new hold I was taught. Using his centre of gravity against him. “Try get up” I taunt. Clapping rings through the field as the others encourage me.“Finish him” They yell in unison. I had the upper hand now; his centre of gravity was all wrong. I pin his arm. The count down began.“One, Twooo, Three, and our new champion is, Liberty” They chantI giggle. This place was really starting to feel like home. My break in concentration to soak up my feelings of peace, was all Justen needed. He tipped me over and pinn
The past week had been a blur, everyone had differing opinions of what to do. My mind however, was made up. I needed to go back home. We had no idea what was happening there, and we need to know. Being in the dark, only gave us a disadvantage. I felt guilty that I had stayed her so long. I know it was necessary for me to heal and to train. I just felt like things shouldn’t have taken this long. In Justen’s eyes I wasn’t ready to leave. Although I had a hunch in his eyes, I never would be ready. He was worried I knew that. Frankly so was I. He was scared of the unknown, I however was scared of what I knew reality there was like. But I had to face my demons.Vivian insisted on picking an outfit, which I allowed. She was a lot more experienced in this field then I was. I would be a fool not to take her advice. The outfit was simple, nothing that would draw attention. The pants were lined with pockets, in each one was a small pocket knife. Vivian had been pretty tight lipped about the tra
We had been laying low in the house for a few days. Trying to find out what we could. Which had turned out to be pretty useless. No one seemed to know what was going on, other than what Cathadra had already told us. I had sent Vivian out a few times to talk to people in the town. They refused to talk. Saying it wasn’t our business what was going on, and we would be wise to mind our own business. Vivian was getting frustrated by how closed lipped they all were. But me, I wasn’t surprized. I expected those kinds of answers. As I watched Vivian rant about so this is why things have stayed the same so long. They have all just excepted their fate, excepted suffering.“Suffering and struggle is all they know; in their minds their only mission is to stay alive” I placed a hand on her shoulder. “Be easy on them”As the words left my mouth I realized. This is why, no one from outside could help these people. Because only someone who lived here could understand them and their actions. They woul
I sat in the library staring at all the old books, trying to find a map. A map that would tell me about Lameron. Most importantly where it was exactly. I knew nothing about it. Some elders in town might have known, but I couldn’t be asking questions like that. So far, I hadn’t found a thing. I was coming up so empty handed I was beginning the think the queen might have played me for a fool. Vivian said all she knew was that Lameron’s demise was new history it hadn’t happened that long ago. The library was a dead end, it had zero information to help me. I was going to have to think of a different strategy to find the information.Trying to find out information was becoming increasingly tiring. I could feel my powers draining slowly the longer I stayed away from the bond. Not to mention the fact I haven’t trained, so I felt weak. I wasn’t sure how well I would be able to defend myself honestly. But I couldn’t leave yet. I had a little more work to do. I just wanted to get home, sneakin
My mind was a mess. I haven’t been able to rein in my thoughts since yesterday. Vivian knew something had happened. She could see it; it was written all over my face. I wasn’t ready to talk about it yet. I hadn’t had enough time to digest. Casandra knew about the shadow. Well she knew they were using someone’s magic. This wasn’t new knowledge. What they were using the shadow for was still unknown. My main concern was what their plan was. They must have something up their sleeve, if they want to use magic. It made no sense to me. I thought Charles hated out gifts. Why was he trying to use them? Was it to prove a point? That would make sense. Maybe he wanted to show the world we were dangerous. Whatever it was. It couldn’t be good.Vivian glared at me from across the room. She hated feeling shut out.“Stop burning a hole in my head”“You went to the queen, now you suddenly don’t want to talk. I don’t like it”“I can see that”“Are you going to tell me what happened”“A lot happened okay
Vivian, Justen and I scurried through the winding corridors. Bursting through doors, searching for clues. We knew Charles was here somewhere. But this stupid place was like a maze. The pressure of finding him as quickly as possible was eating at me. He had a good head start. By the time we had stopped his men and found Vivian he would have had a half hour head start. This stupid game of hide and seek was irritating me. I wanted him to pay for what he had done. Not just to the people around me, but also to me. He had forced my hand and turned me into a murder. The fact of being in the middle of some kind of war, didn’t soften the blow. I had killed, not only strangers but my own parents.“I found him” a voice rings out. We burst through the door and there he was in a part of the bunker I had never seen before.“What is this place?” I ask not really expecting an answer.“Everything. Everything I know and need for my experiments. I knew you were coming. You always came back. So, to tread
We stood at the edge of the town. It had taken days for us to find it. From our position you could see everyone moving about in the distance. You could hear their gentle chatter. I was nervous, I felt like I could throw up. I swore I was shaking from all the anxiety flowing around in my body. All I could think about was how badly it went last time I talked to them about Charles. Justen and I made our way to the stage in the middle of the town. While Vivian stood guard. No one took any notice of us; they were all too busy going about their own lives. As predicted no one else was around, apart from the towns people. I took shaky steps up the stairs. I can do this I say giving myself a silent pep talk. We get into position.I concentrate on my memories bringing them forward. Pushing them out of my mind and into the air around us. They danced in the air like a projection. Playing the stories of the lost for all to see and hear. The sight of their fragile and damaged bodies came into full
Everyone was glaring at me, jaws to the floor in shock. I just laughed. I don’t know how they managed to remain shocked. Training had started off intense for the first week. It was full on and it felt like it never ended. It wasn’t just the physical side either, the mental side of it had been some serious work. Justen coughed and splattered as he laid on the floor, trying to regain his breath. I only threw him a few meters. My control was getting a lot better, but it still wasn’t perfect. I only meant to stop him, not throw him. The finalisation of the bond had unlocked some real power in both of us. The things we could do blew my mind. Vivian said it was magic that had been lost for centuries. If this was the power we had now, I wasn’t surprised everyone back then was scared of a bond like ours. I didn’t want to imagine how much power it would have given back then, when we were a lot stronger.“Pay attention rein in your control”“I bet she did it on purpose” Justen said, winking at
Justen POV.She sat across from me at the dining table sipping her tea. Happily chatting away about this and that. The little sparkle in her eyes had returned, and I couldn’t be happier about it. She was finally returning back to the happy and confident version of herself. The one that lit up the room every time she entered. Vivian was on my back about the bond. She had gone back to her usual self now liberty was safe. I guess her guilty feelings had dispersed since everything seemed to have worked out. I had been avoiding the finalisation of the bond. Which was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Considering she acted like she wanted it and would pout when I turned it down. She really would be the death of me. Those gorgeous eyes always silently begging.It wasn’t that I didn’t want it. I could just feel things in her had shifted since she returned. She was very open about what happened, how confusing it was and all the things she had seem. The girl had a gift for explaining her
I could feel the peace around me beginning to shift. I didn’t want it to change. It was nice here. A dim glow appeared, highlighting a door floating in the distance.“That’s the way back home” A mysterious voice said.“Do I have to go?” I ask the voice.“No, but if you stay you won’t be able to return there”“Can I think about it?”“Of course,”Did I want to go back? As I floated peacefully in the abyss, I realised I must be in some state close to death. Right now, death felt like a peaceful end. I didn’t feel pain or suffering. The thought of letting everything go felt nice in its own kind of way. Nothing would matter anymore, the hurt, the fear, the expectations. Wouldn’t it be peaceful to just not exist anymore? But on the other hand, what would happen if I did? Would Charles win? Would the bond disappearing have consequences? I think truthfully a part of me really wanted the peace that death could offer me. I was tired and death was the easiest answer. At least for me. But was it
Justen POVThe village was quiet, you could hear the wind whistling through the trees and houses. I sat, looking out towards the forest. My eyes felt heavy and I had a consistent headache. I hadn’t slept at all last night. I had spent weeks scouring every book I could find. I still hadn’t been able to find anything about finalising the bond. I was beginning to feel a little helpless, which was a new feeling for me. Vivian was on my case like you wouldn’t believe. Which was no help to anyone. She was stressing me out. I hadn’t been able to feel anything from liberty since she was taken. I wasn’t sure if she was, drugged, dead or too far away. That knowledge sent Vivian into a fit. I hadn’t seen her in such a state before.“Have you found anything? Anything at all?”“No, I looked all of last night. I can’t find anything”“We need to find the answers to the bond. We are running out of time to find them and save her”“Can’t we just save her and find this all out later?”“No” Vivian yells.
I borrowed a jacked from someone to blend into the crowd. I had no clue why everyone was gathering around this stage looking thing. It was like 9pm. A weird time for everyone to be out. Was it like a party of some kind? Come on that’s crazy talk, surely not. I mean did anything surprise me at this point. No one took any notice of me. To them I was just another faceless person walking among the growing crowd. It was pretty easy to blend in; everything was so dimly lit. Bamboo torches were the only forms of light. I guess they never bothered to get power this far into the forest. Everyone had matching jackets. It felt like I was walking through a cult ground. Omg it’s like a cult thing isn’t it? That would make so much sense. Good god are they going to be worshiping him or something.Everyone had to be here, there was so many people. Maybe they had to be? The stage came to life, as Charles entered.“Hello, my people” He announced over a microphone. “It’s another good night to be alive.
The girl sat across from me. Charles had left her and I in a secluded room. I didn’t know what I was meant to do with her. If I was honest, I was a little scared of her. Shadows didn’t sound like safe friends. But I still couldn’t help but feel bad for her. She looked just as scared as me.“How did Charles find you?” I ask. Hoping to get a gauge of the situation.“Find me? I don’t know what you mean by that. I am his daughter”What! How could that be? Could gifted kids even become shadows? “Were you born this way?”“No, he made me this way. Through his experiments. But it turns out the unstable magic didn’t make me strong. It’s just killing me. He doesn’t know why my body rejected the magic. I guess that is where you come in”“How could he do such a thing to his own daughter” I say out loud, mainly to myself.“It sounds bad I know. But he is a good dad to me. He never meant for this to happen. He only wanted to make me strong. So the city couldn’t hurt me, like they hurt him when he w
I awoke to a man standing at the foot of my bed. I jumped out of my skin and let out a small scream. The man looked down at me, showing no ounce of emotion. He pointed at my clothes, which had been set out. He continued to stare at me blankly. He was giving me the creeps. He was the same man who had escorted me back to my room after I had been found outside. I hadn’t been told I couldn’t leave this building. I had made an effort to avoid the red areas. So, I wasn’t sure what his problem was. Maybe he just didn’t talk? He stood at the corner of my bed still. I picked up the clothes sitting neatly on the table in the left corner of the room. With that gesture he turned and left. Not a word was muttered or any indication of what I was to do next. Odd, like real odd.I got dressed and ready for the day. Since I think that was what I had been instructed to do. Yesterday I thought I was getting a better gauge on what was going on. Well that was until I saw the town. Where was this place? W