Neverswan

Chapter Eleven | Viessa

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—caly

The plan to storm Alluveterre and find a Neverseen member was going to happen in the evening today. Viessa knew she was going to get bored of waiting until then so she leapt over to the Vacker's to investigate if the Neverseen actually killed Alden. Viessa hoped it wasn't the Neverseen.

In the sunlight, the blood on the dead body was even more disgusting. It shimmered bright red and Viessa felt like she was going to throw up. Viessa wanted to investigate so she stayed there even though she couldn't handle the dead body.

After a while of investigating, a white piece of paper caught her eye. It was hiding behind the dagger in Alden's gut. Viessa carefully took the paper in her hands and opened it up to see what was inside. It was a note, written in small black letters.

Essa, Come to Foxfire today at noon, I want to talk. - Flare, the Neverseen girl

Viessa stood there in shock. Why did Flare want to talk to her? She was usually annoyed with her? It had to be important.

. . .

It was finally time to go talk to Flare and Viessa was very nervous. What if Flare planned on burning her? What if everyone in the Neverseen was there? What if it was a trap? Viessa would just have to go and see.

Viessa grabbed the Foxfire leaping crystal with shaky hands and leapt to Foxfire. It was eerily quiet at Foxfire and the walls were reflecting the bright light. Viessa turned around and spotted Flare in the corner of the hallway.

"Hi Flare!" Viessa greeted, smiling. "Why did you want to meet me here? "

"Why are the Black Swan going to Alluveterre?" Flare asked her immediately, her voice didn't sound happy at all to see Viessa.

Viessa froze. "How did you get that information? Are you a spy for the Neverseen?" Viessa asked, backing away from Flare. Viessa didn't want to be talking to a spy.

"That's none of your business. And no, I'm not a spy. Why are they going to Alluveterre?" Flare repeated the question, but way harsher.

"Fine. They? I'm going too, just so you know." Viessa told her. "We're going there to find one of you guys,"

"Why?" Flare asked.

"You know why. Someone from the Neverseen has killed Alden and we need to find who actually did it!" Viessa said to her.

"You think it's us," Flare said blankly. It wasn't a question.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't," Viessa replied, her smile turned upside down.

Flare crossed her arms, "Why? Why do you think that?"

Viessa glared at her, "I can think anything I want, can I not?"

"And do you think I killed Alden?" Flare asked, her voice becoming colder.

"I never said you killed Alden!" Viessa shot back, the same amount of coldness in her voice.

"But do you think I did?" Flare asked.

"Maybe. Am I not allowed to suspect that it might be you?" Viessa asked her. "You were there when I was going to the Vackers, and you had no reason to be there,"

"So, just because I was there, makes it good enough evidence to think that I killed Alden?"

"I never said you killed Alden!" Viessa protested.

"But you implied it! And I had plenty of reasons to be there," Flare told her.

"When did I? Oh, really?" Viessa asked.

"Yes! Has it ever occurred to you that I might hang out with friends there?" Flare said, her voice dangerously dark.

"Why though? Why would you ever hang out with friends there? Are the Vackers hanging out with the Neverseen members?" Viessa asked suspiciously. Viessa could tell that her voice too was getting darker.

"No, but I can be there, I have access. And are you prejudiced against Neverseen members? Why can't the Vacker's hang out with me?" Flare cried, her voice much louder than before.

"How? Did the Neverseen steal the property from Alden and then kill him? Of course, I'm part of the Black Swan. You're in the Neverseen," Viessa stated blankly, like it was obvious.

"I WAS FRIENDS WITH ALVAR! HE LET ME ONTO THE PROPERTY!" Flare screamed.

"Alvar? Friends?" Viessa asked, disgusted. How was this girl friends with Alvar? "Stop being so loud, others might hear us."

"Yes, Alvar! He was an amazing friend, don't you dare use that tone to say his name," Flare said, steam coming off in large swirls above her hands.

"Alvar," Viessa repeated in a dark voice. She put a force field around herself for protection but she knew Flare could burn her with or without it.

"Yes," Flare hissed. "Do you have a problem with that? You're just as judgemental as the Moonlark. Just because we have different opinions does not give you the right to hate us."

"No, I'm not like the Moonlark at all. Stop comparing others with me," Viessa told Flare angrily. Why was everyone comparing her to Sophie these days? They had nothing, nothing in common.

"Well, it seems like you two are the same person," Flare said.

"WHAT?" Viessa shrieked. "I'm not even a bit like Sophie!"

"Oh, yeah? Multiple powers, smart, blonde hair, and the same nasty attitude. Seems a lot like her," Flare snapped.

"So what? If I have multiple powers and blonde hair would I become Sophie?" Viessa asked Flare, her voice was becoming unnaturally dark. She stomped her feet hard on the ground.

"If you keep up that attitude you will," Flare griped.

"What attitude? You are the only one with such a horrible attitude!" Viessa said without even thinking.

"I'm done with you, Essa. With you and your suckish attitude. When the Lost Cities burn, I hope you do too," Flare hissed and quickly leaped away.

She has a suckish attitude, not me! I'm not even Sophie! I'm Viessa, not Essa, not anything else or anyone else! The Neverseen were going to burn the Lost Cities? Flare wants me to burn along? What were the Neverseen actually planning? Rage surrounded her as she leaped to her house.