It's more than magic

The box

Running, running,running,running,running. Stop. Deep breath.Inhale.

"I.Need.Water." I begged hoping that someone would some how hear me.

I crouched down on to grass that had absorbed the warmth of the sun. Sweat trickled down my neck as I sat down anxiously waiting. Waiting.Waiting..And who was I waiting for?

All the trees of the forest swayed to the movement of the wind, the hustling, soft whistle sound of the wind was yet soothing

and calming to my ears.

I couldn't begin to think about anything right now, trying to keep a clear mind or in fact a positive mind was very hard to maintain. I am scared of it, I know it's coming to get me. No! Think positive, Kimberly.Positive!

Sounds of rustling and growling was beginning to terrify me however I pushed it aside, and chose to ignore it. " The box . The box. The box" whispers that were somehow audiable seemed to amplify as well as the sounds of the growling. Well, this is great.Whispering, whats next?

My heart beat seemed to race faster and my breathing got louder as I began to ponder about 'the box' . What is so special about that damn box?

I stood up and rested my back against a tree that was near me and sighed to myself. When is he coming?

Suddenly, I felt a tight grip on my arms and I began to gasp and struggle and pull away . In the corner of my eye I noticed a long branch from the tree that I was resting on . The branch hovered in the air and my eyes widened with fear, knowing what was going to happen next. "No, no!" I yelled in a struggle as the tree's branch covered my mouth as I could no longer yell. All I could hear was my inaudible screams that almost sounded muffled. "The box." I heard once again, as I felt like a weak, powerless prisonner.

Then, I heard it . Just as I was about to give up on hope, I heard that familiar sound. The sound of the lion. ROAR. I felt the grip loosen slightly from the branch around my mouth and a huge grin excillrated from my mouth. "Finally. I've been waiting for a long time, Monsier J"

Open mouthed as I glanced at him transforming back to his human form, a huge smile appeared on his face. " baby, I prefer to be called Monsier. You know, without the j."

"Yeah, and I prefer to be called Kimberly, not 'baby' " I replied with a beaming smile on my face.

"Ha. You know you like it when I call you 'baby'. " he replied with a smirk, I noticed someone sliding in behind. " Are you guys gonna keep on flirting or actually get her loose?"

Patrick said with a cold expression. " yeah I was wondering the same thing, Monsier. Are you going to get me loose or what?"

"Ugh, more flirting. " Patrick said with a pained expression.

Monsier walked over to me and touched the tree as his hand glowed intensively, a bright yellow beautiful light that could probably light up the whole  world. The tree loosened its grip fully and finally I was free. We then hugged, embracing each others warmth for a few seconds. "Mmh, you smell nice " I said strangely. "Ok, weirdo I think you have been in this place for a bit too long. Don't you agree? " Monsier replied with a tone of worry in his voice.

Next thing you know I was feeling very weak and tired. My eyes began to close shut slowly, hearing Monsier's voice slowly fade away. " Kimberly? Kimberly? Are you okay?"

Hours later...

My eyes began to flutter open as I heard foot steps coming towards me. I noticed I was sitting on my favourite red sofa, I tried to sit up but I only gained pain all over my body. I gave out a slight whimper expressing my pain, and then I saw Monsier beside me holding a cup of tea which I presume that it is for me. " hey, you woke up barbie girl" Monsier said, whilst putting the cup full of tea on the table beside me. " yes, and ooh I see 'barbie girl'. That's a new one . "

"Yeah I thought of it when I saw your barbie dolls on the floor"

"It not mine Monsier, it was mine when I was little and I refuse to put it away. "

"Yeah. Right. I believe you" we laughed a little about the weirdness of our topic. We were talking about barbie dolls? Then it came to my mind to ask the question that was not answered. "Monsier?"

Silence fell as I waited for a reply, I knew he would not tell me the answer put I decided to give it a try.

"Yes," he finally replied, calmly.

"The box." I said abruptly without giving a full question. Silence.

Silence again, I waited for his response curiously but his expression implied that he did not want to tell me. As if it is 'too much' of a secret to tell.

It's just a box? What's so special about a damn box? And why won't he ever tell me?

We shared a glance at eachother as Monsier sat beside me with a fearful expression on his face. " Next time, try to keep a positive mind when you are in horrible situations because when you don't you seem to get all... Weak. It drains your powers, and we don't want that to happen Kim."

Oh, Monsier you love to change the subject. Don't you?

"Hmm. Monsier, I know that you only call me 'Kim' when you are worried about me or when there is something you are hiding from me. So Its pretty obvious you are hiding something from me! Come on just tell me!" My curiousity increased as silence kept creeping in.

"Nothing. The box is nothing. No more questions Kim. Please." Monsier gave me a stern look which suggests that he was lying to my face which I did not like.

Biting my lip in curiousity I nodded to show my agreement, however I still had questions that were yet to be answered.

Monsier left the room whilst I felt confused and questioned his motives.

I will find out about that box. Whether he likes it or not.

"Don't . Kimberly, don't ...He is doing this for your own good." Patrick crept in beside the door. " Are you trying to scare me, Patrick? Give me a bloody heart attack."

" ...And stop eve's dropping in my thoughts, I find it creepy. Gosh" I said with fear in my voice.

"Ohhh sorry, your royal highness. I can't control my powers.Have you forgotten that I read minds my queen?" Patrick said sarcastically with humour in his tone.

"HA HA. So funny." I replied irritated.

"Yeah, yeah. I know I'm a comedian, I'm hilarious, stop flirting with me . You're getting me all flattered and stuff"

"Yeah, in your dreams . " I rolled my eyes in furiousity.

"Well, don't you think you should focus on your powers? I mean, you are a beginner so you need lots of practice."

" well, don't you think you need to find a girlfriend?" I replied slyly .

"Already got one, babes"

"Ugh, who in their right mind would be your girlfriend?" I mumbled in annoyance.

Patrick and I were now standing as he walked slowly towards me, and whispered in my ear. "A girl called...Kimberly"

Just as I was about to argue against that, I noticed sonething standing in the corner of the room watching us. I became opened mouthed with shock. "Ooh did I make you speechless? " Patrick said with triumph and confidence.

" No, you ding bat!" I said as i whacked his arm. "T-turn around."

Patrick noticed my shaky expression as he tried to follow my gaze. Once he turned around, his smirk faded. "Err. ..Monsier?"

Patrick yelled waiting for a reply...