A Raven's Darkness (Book 1)

Chapter 5: Uncontrolled Power (POVS)

Raven's Point Of View:

He took his hand off his collar and replied, "I want to hear it anyway." Just then, Rater knocked loudly. "Come in!" I yell. The door closed and I saw that Rater was in an outfit that was new. This outfit was a kind of knight armor that covered his chest. It had a white coat with red jewels of his swirl mark in the center. However, I saw that his mark has changed. Once a faded red, it was now a vibrant and amazing color of Turquoise that had a halo of gold in the middle swirl. Rater's new turquoise mark, with a golden halo shown vibrantly around the walls, reflected his new power level. It was impressive to look at, which meant the armor held a lot of his internal power within it. This would amplify the small bit of power that he already had control over. Immediately, I could tell Racon was purple in the face. Was he mad or possibly jealous? Racon's hand curled into his lap as he grabbed my bed rest trying to breathe. Alarmed, I caught him with my good arm as he fainted.

Racon's Point Of View:

I found myself laying in the darkness of my inner fears. My father's pale face appeared from the darkness with his vibrant colorful yellow jewels, which was similar to Rater's armor. Rage burned inside me as I saw Rater kissing Raven in the distance. I ran toward them. "Raven!" I shouted in total over-protection. Her chin lifted toward me with a smile. "We love each other, my dear Racon." She smiled with her red lips. I felt no hate from her toward me, which is what kept me going. "You love me!" I yelled helplessly toward them. Rater stepped up with his new mark. "We will fight for her." While fighting my brother would do me some good, Raven was not some pawn to be tossed around. I drew my blood stained sword and stabbed myself. I thought that this action would hopefully wake me up, as it inflicted a ton of pain to my central nervous system. I awake to Raven's beautiful violet eyes. I smiled up at her, being in her arms, and opened my mouth to say something. However, Rater cut me off before I even got the chance to do so. "My princess, allow me." Rater said as he lifted me up without struggle and carefully set me on the couch beside Raven's bed. Raven gave Rater a questioning look as he kneeled down on his knees to her. "Princess-" He stopped short as he felt something amiss. He tried to touch her but the power out of her fingertips blew him back. I knew then that with this much power, I would be the only one who could stop her. I struggled to get up, but was constantly blown down. Raven was confused and out of control, with nothing and no one to stop her.

Mark's Point Of View:

I was sitting outside of the building to give time for Rater and Racon to see the injured mysterious girl of strange power of light. I noticed a change in the air. The breeze beneath my furry legs was out of whack. My pipe whistled against the wind, alarming me of the dangers that were occurring. Grabbing my weapon beside me, a banana shaped umbrella sword, I lunged forward to the entrance. Before I placed my hand on the doorknob, however, I felt a presence. Taking notice of this, I opened the door and ran down the corridor and turned right to Raven's room. What I saw was pitiful, exhausting, and unbelievable. Racon was strapped to his chair and staring at Raven like an idiot. Rater was slouched onto the wall, wincing, and the girl was out of control. Since these humans couldn't handle it, it was up to me, the red talking monkey.

Rater's Point Of View:

My blurry eyes glanced at the commotion toward the right. I see red. Mark? I glanced down, struggled, and grabbed my black sword (which fell from my hip pocket). Clutching it, I stood. "Help me put this on her!" Mark said to me, showing a golden cross. I nod. "Oh, and kiss her to calm her down!" Mark shouted to me over the powerful violent wind as the door flapped open suddenly. Racon's eyes glared red and started to blink from brown to red toward me. I winced and tried to say something to him but he lunged toward me with his new found strength, completely out of control.

Racon's Point Of View:

I could feel so much hatred fuming from my eyes. I couldn't bear Rater kissing her again. Feeling my powers rush toward me, I punch Rater's stomach hard with the sound of a CLACK. Rater tries to catch his breath in mid-air and his back slams to the wall. I have no control as I start my way toward Rater's wounded self. Not noticing, Raven makes her way toward me from behind, with her hand down to keep her power from exploding again. As I stepped up to Rater, I felt a strong hand on my shoulder. Out of control, I lifted the hand and threw it down. At the sight of Raven's back hitting the ground, and her in pain, my hate grows into something else.

Raven's Point Of View:

As my back hit the ground, all I could feel was my power wanting to come out. I struggled to keep it into place, but seeing Rater suffer makes it come out. My body began to sweat as my skin started to burn from the immense energy leaking out of my body. Lights flashed and loud noises blared against the walls. I see Mark throwing a cross necklace around my neck as he told Racon to do something. I raised my head slightly to see that Mark was running toward Rater, which I could only assume was to heal Rater from the injuries that I gave him from all the uncontrolled power. Everything around me was soundless. The light must have made my ears deaf for a while. Racon kneeled by me mouthing, "I'll make it go away." He took my hand and looked at it quickly. He then felt my new scar across my ankle. He muttered something with a confused look toward Mark. Mark nods at him and tells him something along the lines of "Do it." I felt Racon's blade on my ankle as I fainted.