Justen POVIt was one of those pitch-black nights, couldn’t even see my damn fingers if they were inches from my face. I hated nights like this, my whole-body alert. It felt unnatural to be running in the forest at this time of the night. I couldn’t sleep. The rules were very clear, leaving the safety of our home was forbidden. I could feel her destress, so what else was I to do. I didn’t enjoy the rule, but it was fair. I missed being able to freely roam the outskirts. But it was too dangerous out here, at least for the moment. It put most of the town at ease. Could I blame them? We had no idea what was happening out there. But from what we were told it was not looking good. A war was coming, and it would be wise for us to try our best to keep away from it.The thought of the suffering that was happening there wasn’t exactly pleasant. The stories Vivian used to tell us, fuelled our imagination. They sounded like camp fire horror stories. I hated to think like this but, if it came to
Liberty POVI nod. I did want to accept the bond, I knew that. I was just a little scared. His face lit up a little when I agreed to accept. I could see him trying to keep his joy under wraps. His was likely worried of freaking me out. I found his excitement cute.“So, now what? I ask“A date”“A date?”“Yep, I need some time to prepare. Give me 2 hours”I laugh, as he hurries out the room.“Do I need to leave” I call out.“Yes please”I laugh again. “Okay” I say as I head out the door. I could hear bangs, clattering and a lot of mumbles as I left. I had no idea what he had in store. I guess I would just have to wait and see. I liked this. It felt good and it felt right. When I was here life felt good, great even. I wished this could be my life, always. It couldn’t though, could it. I had another life out there. One that was far less happy. Maybe when that life was sorted, I could relish in this one. That would be my plan. Sort out this complicated, messy and demanding part of my life
My hands were pinned behind my back and I was pressed up against a wall. Ben the solider had a good grip on me. I wiggled to try get free. That wasn’t working. I could feel Justen glaring. He was going to have to get used to this. Because I agreed with Vivian I needed to train with as many people as I could. Ben was getting a little handsy, but I knew it was all part of the game. I couldn’t let myself get distracted in combat. No matter what was happening to me or around me. I lifted my leg and kicked back as hard as I could.“Fuck my knee” Ben wails unprepared for my shot.He releases his hold on me. I was small, I wasn’t built for strength. I couldn’t rely on strength. I had to utilise my other skills. I had a limited window to work out what my opponents’ weaknesses were. Thankfully in most cases I could rely on anger to misguide my opponent. I was agile and I was using that and my size to my advantage. I slipped out from my position next to the wall. My main goal wasn’t to land hit
We were sprawled out on the lawn in the gardens. Reading through some books. So far, we hadn’t found anything extra. Everything we had already read through when I was first here. The bond was hardly written about. Only vaguely mentioned, with a few facts. We had spoken to Demira a few times, but she said she also knew very little about it. Being so rare we were the first she had encountered. I was curious about the finalisation of the bond. Nothing was mentioned in any of the books about it. Demira said she was told the bond had to be finalised to reach its full potential. Those records had been destroyed because of the fear of the united strength. So, I had no idea how we would finalize it.It was another warm day. The intensity of the summer heat had died down. Leaving us with perfect weather. I was fed up with reading, I swear we had read through half of all the books in this place. I don’t think we were going to find our answers here. I had saved a few pages about contacting ance
His hands massaged my back, as I awoke. The morning light peeping through the window. I was a little stiff. I melted into his touch, feeling the tension slowly melting away. His hands beginning to roam, as he knows I am awake. His hand reaches over my side, and grabs my breast. I push into him as he plays with my nipple. His touch, I loved it. I could never get enough. I pulled away slightly, turning around to face him.“Good morning beautiful” he said smiling at me.I could feel a small tug on my heart, as I looked at him. I knew he would hate me leaving again. I didn’t have a choice. I wished I could just forget what was happening around us and live the life we wanted. Vivian’s talk really hit home with me. I needed to take everything more seriously. I never took any of this as a joke of course. However unintentionally I was dragging my feet. I had a lot of self-discovery and growth to do. I was scared of that path and the places it might take me. But I had to face it. I always knew
Things looked exactly as I remembered. It was odd. The way life had been moving around me it felt like so much time had passed. But here it felt like time had stopped. Like the carnage was frozen in time. It was eerily quiet, like a long forgotten abandoned town. There didn’t appear to be a single soul to be found. Vivian and I walked the streets. Looking at each other with puzzled expressions. Were there any people here still? Had Charles already completed his goal? I didn’t know how to feel. It didn’t look like there had been any human life here for at least a month. Where had everyone gone? I wandered if they were all at the lab building Charles had locked me in. It was still day light; it would be far too dangerous for us to venture towards that place. Even thinking about it put a shiver down my spine.Night fall couldn’t come quickly enough, but it also came too quickly. I wanted answers, but I feared the answers I would get. Aren’t you meant to not ask questions if you won’t lik
My mind often drifted to Birdy now. She had always just been there, so my mind never used to linger on her the way it did now. I thought of my past memories with her. How she made me feel as that unloved child. The way she looked after me. The way we communicated so easily despite the language barrier. I could never repay her for the love and joy she brought to my otherwise empty past. My mind would flicker to the imagine of her laying there. Her lifeless eyes and hallow body. The way the blood stuck to her coat. I felt empty, in a way which was hard to explain. I think you never truly know how much something means to you until its gone. You take their presence for granted even when you don’t mean to.Pain was something I was accustomed to. I hated to admit it, but I was right at home here. Consumed by emotionally suffering. This was what I was used to. I stared up at the ceiling, wishing the whiteness of the walls would just swallow me. I never asked for this. I had to wonder what I
There I was walking down the long corridors. The walls white, machines beeping in the background like a hospital. Men surrounded me. I wasn’t chained but I might as well have been. I looked around trying to keep my mind distracted. Trying to think of good memories. My mind always wanted to slip into the memories of the last time I was trapped in a place like this. The screams, the cries, the pleads for mercy. I really didn’t like my chances of getting out of here. It was heavily guarded; Charles wasn’t taking any chances. It reeked of bleach; it stung my eyes. Tears dripped slowly down my cheek. Trying to wash out the irritation. Bleach in these settings was only ever for covering up blood. My mind wandering to my people, were they still alive?The further we went the colder it got. The air causing goose bumps to appear all over my skin. No natural light made its way in here. It was disorientating. The same level of light all hours, the same noises. It was impossible to tell the time,
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