The Protectors: New Generation Book 1

45 - Retrocognition - Michaela POV

We all gather around to get a plate for dinner, when someone knocks up against me and grabs a hold of my arm for support.

"I'm sorry you went through that." Someone said next to me.

On instinct I question them, "Sorry about what?"

"Did you actually have to live in abandoned warehouses?"

I thought I might go through the roof. No one knows about that except maybe the Elders.

"Who told you that?" I growl.

"No one."

"How'd you know?"

"I saw it."

"Like you were there?"

"No, sometimes I can see things that happened in the past."

"I don't believe you." I retort.

Carleigh frantically goes around the room touching people on the arm or hand.

She starts calling out random stuff. "Hunter has worked on some sort of small engine of something.", "Hunter's baby sister has black curly hair.", "Tally has a guy friend..." she stops suddenly and looks at Jonah with a wink, "Tally why are you not dating that blond-headed hunk of a guy you are always with." Tally's expression is priceless, and I'm guessing Carleigh is talking about Tally's best friend, Danny. I am starting to believe her, but I want to see how far she will go with this. "EJ, you have a beautiful wife.", "Miriam, she is beautiful. She looks just like Tally." After saying this, Carleigh stops with a frightened look on her face and everyone else is holding their breath but Tally, who is looking sad. "I'm so sorry, Miriam. I wasn't trying to intrude on your memories. I just wanted Mick to know no one here told me about her living situation."

Miriam just smiles at her and pats her hand. "It's okay dear. It was sixteen years ago that I lost her, but I still have Tally, and that makes me a blessed woman."

As much as she tries to comfort Carleigh, Carleigh still looks guilty when Tally excuses herself and rushes up to her room.

"I didn't mean to." Carleigh cries.

"It's okay dear. We will all have to face our pasts sooner or later, and none of us will have to face them just once. You all will unfortunately be reminded probably once per week that you resemble one of your parents. I can try to think of something to help with that, but it is a reality you must face going back home to Everling. Everyone in this cabin can make it. You all are stronger than you believe. Let's all eat before it gets cold." Miriam states before excusing herself to go check on Tally.

I swallow my pride and go to talk with Carleigh.

"I'm sorry I doubted ya. That is just information that I haven't shared with anybody." I mumble.

"And I'm sorry I told a secret to everyone that you didn't want shared. Sometimes I don't know when to keep my big mouth shut."

"Everyone will soon 'nuff learn I'm the same way." I laugh, and everyone goes on to fix themselves a plate to eat.

The next morning it is back to learning about witchcraft. Today, we are learning about the different aspects that can be used to perform a spell. For example, lunar cycles, days of the week and correspondences.

"Michaela, what is a good day to do spells for psychic abilities?"

"I don't know. Friday?"

"No, Monday."

Trying to justify my answer, I respond, "I thought we could do spells on any day of the week."

"You can, but Monday is just a good overall day to do those spells." Miriam replies.

We move on to concepts regarding spell jars.

"Mi loba, are you with us?"

Damn I must have zoned out.

"Can you tell me some ingredients that might go into a protection spell jar?"

Everyone is staring at me waiting for my answer.

I can't take this pressure anymore!
Do this. Don't do that. Don't do it that way. Remember this is connected with this or that.

Enough is enough!

Grabbing my bag, I run out of the cabin ignoring all the calls from everyone. The only one who knows about my secret space is Estel, and I sent her a message about needing alone time.

My sanctuary is waiting for me. After putting on my dancing clothes, I lay a mat out and place crystals around me and meditate. Clearing out all of the smog from my mind is difficult.

I reflect on the past and remember why I started this journey to begin with. Oh yeah, I didn't want to die on the streets. Another reason is my family, including Estel. There is some sort of connection between Estel and I. From the moment I touched my parents' necklaces, I felt a connection to a part of me that was hidden; like I was coming home.

I place my dad's talisman and my mother's amulet around my neck and let it fall to my chest and rest next to my talisman. I concentrate on the feel of them on my skin. The weight. The coolness. The energy that seems to emanate from them. I did a cleansing ritual on them to try and remove the negative emotions from when they wore them the day they died.

I jolt out of my concentration and throw several rocks around the cave. The rocks hit the wall and the underground pool and even a few of them fall into something that makes them sound like they will never find an end. I cry out to the Universe and whoever else will hear me about the injustice of it all. Of how my parents were happy and I was happy and carefree and how I was so excited to have a little brother or sister to help take care of. Why? Why did those evil people have to destroy my happy home?

My sobs calm along with my thoughts after taking some deep breaths. Talking to my parents—both sets. I'm not sure what I will accomplish with this. After several minutes of conversation I isn't accomplishing much, a cold chill passes by me several times, four to be exact. I look to the far wall and four shadows are standing there. A sense of peace overwhelms me, and I think they are all there giving me some measure of reassurance that they are okay, that they are watching over me, and that somehow, in the end, I will be okay too. I smile and blow each a kiss before they fade away.

A few tears of sadness and of the joy of knowing they are still there. I try to clear my emotions so I can meditate again. My phone scoots closer to me and I take this as a sign that they want me to dance. I find a song and take the phone over to my dance studio. I do my warm ups and then turn my playlist on. I feel the music, and when the first song repeats again I follow the flow of the notes of the singer's words. The melody becomes my dance partner and I glide and twist and turn to it's song. My soul soars and my mind clears of the sadness. Smiling to myself, I continue on with the song. I dance until my feet hurt and my playlist has repeated, at least once. I sit on my mat. I drink water and think about what path I want to take.. I think about what my birth parents gave their life for. The sacrifices they made to try and keep the islands safe. It would be a waste of my talents to not go and try to step into the position my birth father left. I might not know who my Guardian will be, but I have to have faith that the Divine Couple has a plan for me. It scares me a little that I will probably have no control over who my Guardian will be, but it is time to rely on other people or beings to help me along this path.

When I clean the studio and clear away the mess I made, darkness has fallen outside. Once I change my clothes and exit the cave, I send Estel a message that I'm okay, and that I'm sorry for worrying her.

I get halfway to the cabin when Estel meets me and wraps me in a hug. The Divine Couple sure blessed me with another mother figure. I am glad Estel walked into my life.