𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮

EIGHTEEN (Bellona)

My powers stop and I just collapse in Sierra's arms. My mom left me during WW4 in my dimension, she said I was a monster. That everything I did, only made things worse.

"Can we go to your world? Be free from this one, go to yours and not have to deal with anything." I plead. My big girl act, gone.

"We have to help these people first and I don't even remember where I'm- oh." She says, as I let her memories come back. I look down, guilty.

"There. Your memories are back. Now that you know what a bad person I am you can leave." I say, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Bellona, I'm not mad at you! Hey, why are you crying?" She asks me and I just cry harder. I can't stop, my pain and fear coming out through tears. She just hugs me tighter and we rock back and forth. Not a single Beelzebub Lizard comes near us as we sit there.

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"Hey, wake up sleepy head." I hear, as someone lightly shakes me. I get up and realize I must have fallen asleep in her arms. I sit up and stretch my arms. The lighting is weird in here. I sit up and look around the room. It's like a castle made entirely of dark iridescent gemstones. The gems seem to make up everything and the bed I'm sleeping on is made of gems too. The bed frame is made of black diamonds that are shaped into a curved shape. The bed itself is made of a pile of dark red rose petals, which doesn't make sense because barely anything is alive on this world.

"Where are we?" I ask her, my voice strained from crying for hours.

"Same place we were, I just made it a castle. You like it?" She asks me and I nod in disbelief.

"How did you do all this, how long was I out?" I ask, a frown flitting over my face.

"Pf, a day or to, not super long." She says, waving away the question. She's holding a pot in her hand and puts it on a huge box thing and turns a knob.

"What is that?" I ask, getting up and walking over to her.

"A stove." She replies simply.

"I've never seen a stove like that." I say, looking at it, curious. All of a sudden I hear a high pitched shrieking noise and jump back. It continues until Sierra turns another knob.

"What, you've never heard a teapot whistle before?" She asks me, an amused smile on her face as she pours a clear liquid, which looks like water, into an opal-like cup.

"Uh, no, we didn't have teapots in our world." I say, looking at the cup she put in my hand. The thing inside is now a light brown color, not the clear that it was before.

"Is this coffee?" I ask, looking up to meet her eyes.

"No, it's hot cocoa, I raided a store in the Disaster Area. Try it, it's good." I try it and a warmth runs through my body. The sweet chocolate flavor calms me down a little.

"So, what are you making on the stove?" I ask her. My stomach, rumbling.

It's a regular metal pot, about the only thing that isn't made of some kind of stone.

"Ravioli, it's the first thing I learned how to make. I learned it from a girl I met when she barged into my house." She says, laughing.

"My mom and dad left me to die for two years at their home because of how powerful I am." She says bitterly, then continues. "I lived with my cats, which are telekinetic and tried to take care of all of us. Alina, the girl I'm talking about, she ended up coming to my house and when she found me I was mad. So mad that if Alina couldn't fly-"

"Wait, you know people like us?!" I exclaim, interrupting her, mid-sentence.

"Yep, four other people like us. AV, Alina, Ammon and Fort. We've been traveling together. I wonder what would happen to them if I'm here. Wait, what if they're out there searching for me and I'm not even on the planet!" She says, panicking.