Story of a girl who wanted EVERYTHING

Chapter 39

Come and get me. Come and get me. Come and get me. The voice kept chanting. I felt nothing already, just endless emptiness in me.

- You can't hurt me anymore – I sighed. I felt like I was standing in a dark nothing. Not below me, not above me, not around me... no anything. There was nothing.

He's coming. He's coming. He's coming. I'd love if the voices could be more specific. Who was coming? And why?

- The Sword of the Draagon. They need it. For what? – I asked from no one, expecting no answer. But...

- They need the other one too. In fact, they need all the Swords to see which one is the one – a crystal clear voice answered. I saw three little rays of light ahead of me, in such distance that they looked like only three thin threads.

- Who are you? – I asked. I have never heard the voices in my head this clear before. This perfectly.

- You are connected to us. Like him – another voice answered. They both sounded like middle-aged women voices, pretty similar to each other, yet perfectly distinguishable.

- Who? – I asked, but I already felt a similar presence behind me. However, my body couldn't move. No. That wasn't true. My body refused to move, refused to see him.

- Him! – another voice felt like a thunder in my head. But I was in my head, anyways, right? Right?

- Who are you? – I asked, not sure if from the presence behind me or from the now three perfectly distinguishable voice in my head.

- We are we. You are you. He is he – the first voice answered.

- Why are you in my head? – I asked.

- You are in ours – they answered, and they sounded pretty angry about this. Suddenly all the air escaped my lungs, it felt like something hit me right in the middle of my chest... I fell back, fell into a complete darkness. I wondered if I really died that time... but I couldn't afford dying, not when I was one step closer to be powerful enough to wield the Sword of the Draagon. And not when the Water Clan was about to take it away from us.

- Winnie please, say a fuckin' number already! – the voice of Tyler slowly led me back to consciousness.

- Four – I sighed, hoping that I was loud enough to make him stop shouting. I wondered why the whole world was shaking around me... I was a little afraid to open my eyes to see it for myself. But as my senses were coming back to me, I felt warmth around me. A really familiar warmth, so I figured I was in Deán's arms who was running. Tyler sounded heavy breathing too while he shouted our little "are you conscious?" question at me, which usually was him asking me to say a random number. If I said four, I was conscious enough to know my favorite number.

- She's back! – Tyler informed Deán who must have had no idea why Tyler asked me about numbers. When I finally opened my eyes, he glanced down at me and even curled his lips into a small smile for me.

- Glad you're back – he noted while he didn't slow down for a moment. He and Tyler were running in full speed and I realized that we were out from the property of the Palace already. Then I heard Kianna.

- Told you she won't die! She's tougher than dying such a lame way – she barked back at Haka who was being dragged by her with full force. Haka already seemed like she had no idea what was happening around her, she just ran as fast as she could, but they were still farther behind Deán and Tyler. I lifted my head to glance back above Deán's shoulder. I saw that the Palace was almost destroyed... the ground around it was turned upside down, the remained parts of the collapsed buildings were everywhere.