Tyrant in the Shadows

Part 18

In another world, a small girl sat, surrounded by her shadows. She was young. Julie's age. In fact, they were the exact same age. Right down to the smallest measurement of time. She wasn't the only one, either. There was one more. Together, they were mind, body, and soul. Incredibly powerful, stronger than all except the combined elementals. Both could create life, when pushed to the same purpose. Only the elementals could do more to defeat the shadows. The trio were more for the people. They controlled the people completely. 

Soul could reverse the damage of a corrupted soul, but only if she were strong enough. And she couldn't work together with the others to do so. Not many soul walkers spent the time to reverse  a corrupted soul. The tortured things could just be sent off, they'd find peace either way.

On the pyramid, the trio ranked the highest. Then there were the elementals. Both were generally quite the secretive group. They kept to themselves, and neither had been seen before the outposts began to pop up across the map. 

"Father," the girl tilted her head, blinking slowly as the King walked in the room, "Do you need something."

The King stared at his daughter for a moment before speaking, "I think it's time you find that little group you spoke of. The elementals are coming back."

The girl shivered as a shadow brushed against her skin, and she nodded, "Of course, Father. I'll find the other two." She smiled.

"Good, my little one. Be safe, Minerva."

...

"Level three threat. All available fighters, meet at the transport. This is not a drill." That was the announcement that woke the outpost from their sleep. 

Level three. There hadn't been a level three threat since the war. Even on the night they found Miriam and Julie, it wasn't enough to be considered a level three. A level three was reserved only for when a high level potential was found to be working with the shadows. A rare event, to be put simply. Potentials and shadows were naturally enemies...

If the shadows could even be considered natural.

Miriam woke up quickly, shooting out of bed. She splashed her face with water and put her shoes on, then ran out the door, doing nothing more than looking at Rhodes to see if he was awake. He was. The life giver was out the door seconds after Miriam.

"What are we looking at?" Miriam asked, eyes flashing to the senior officers.

"I want to come!" Julie insisted, glaring at Miriam.

"No! Not happening. Not this fight of all fights," Miriam eyes flashed as fire swirled her hair.

Julie stepped back, everyone did, "Miriam, calm down."

"No! I'm not calming down. My little sister can NOT fight a bunch of shadows and a crazy high-level potential! It's not happening," but the fire did move from her hair to her fists.

"Ok, I agree with you," Ivan continued, "This won't be a fight a seven year old would be participating in, even if they were well trained. Now, we're looking at a potential higher on the pyramid than you, Miriam. Which we didn't know existed. But apparently they do and they're working with shadows. We need to go. Now."

The group assembling still was silent at the small explosion, and then the announcement of the threat. 

This was going to be a night.