Perry
"Keep your eyes closed, breath deep and envision what you want."
My eyes close as smoke from a concoction the ingredients combined to make snakes its way up my nose and into my body.
The moment I returned home, Alan announced Penny left to help out in a flower shop downtown. He jokes we should have run into each other with the timing of our travels. The joke falls flat with me as I tune him out.
Alan has shrouded the room in darkness with only the light from three candles illuminating a small area around me. A small basin lies in front of me as the misty smoke permeating the air. He begins coaching me about channeling my chi, visualizing my energy.
His voice becomes a minor irritation in the background as a low ringing begins to build to a crescendo in my head. It starts out as a low thumping before the piercing ringing nearly sets my head on fire. Something burns my chest as I break focus, reaching up to grab the small pendant, which Alan gave me, around my neck.
The moment my hand wraps around the blazing emblem, the world around me falls away. It feels as it did in my dream. I am weightless, floating in nothingness.
Alan's voice comes through the darkness, echoing my name. His voice sounds as if it is miles away, or I am hearing him through a funnel.
"Can you hear me?" Alan's distant voice asks.
My lips do not move, but I somehow know I have spoken. The peace of being weightless struggles with my knowledge I am weighted.
"Whatever you're doing, you need to tether yourself back to—"
The unconscious feeling of his emotions of fear leaking into my being is feeding something in deeper inside of me. A darker voice in my mind questions him about my powers and his fear of the question.
The deepest, dark part of me feeds off his fear. It pulls the fear from him. I can feel the darkness pulling at him, converting his emotions into anger.
"You have to snap out of this!" His voice is closer now.
My weightless body feels Alan's hands on my shoulders. A deep, guttural sound roars in my head. A vision of Alan and my grandmother, Patricia, having a turbulent argument tears into my mind. The vision ends with Patricia violently throwing Alan off his feet.
The weightlessness disappears as quickly as it overcame me. I gasp out loud, breathing in as much air as I can. I lurch forward, my head over the now broken basin. Alan is standing beside the window with the curtains pulled back, staring at me with concern.
"What happened?" I ask.
Alan's phone rings as he is about to answer me. He steps into the hallway before answering the call. I listen in silence as he communicates with his deputy, Harland. As if he knows I am listening, he answers the questions vaguely before ending the call.
Alan walks back into the room as he slides his phone back in his pocket. "I need to go. Can you clean this up?" He asks.
"What just happened?" I ask.
"We'll talk about it later." Alan says.
Without another word, he turns and leaves the room. He does not say goodbye before leaving. I look around the room for the first time, noticing that the room is in total disarray.
"What happened?" I ask myself.
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Destiny's Witch (BxB)
FantasyPerry Bennett was just fine with his group of friends, burgeoning romantic entanglement, and blooming academic career until he received a gift he could not return. Fresh from a summer of training to be the Zion, a mythical being destined to combat t...
