I stared at Wren’s sea green, unblinking eyes. In one moment his eyes were filled with life and light and in the next moment all of that was gone. Blood was starting to bloom on his chest. Spreading like an ink spill, it’s little arms invading everywhere. He was as pale as a ghost.
I put my hand in his hand, willing his fingers to go into mine. But that didn’t happen. It wasn’t going to happen ever again. The warmth in his hands was seeping away slowly.
I layed down on his chest not caring if I got dirty from his blood. I begged to hear his heartbeat. But silence was all that greeted me.
This could not be happening. It just couldn’t. I sent out a magic blast, that should have been enough to save everyone. I couldn’t see Wren like this. Wren wasn't Wren with out his weird jokes and his talkative self. I couldn’t take it anymore. It felt like a hole was ripped in my stomach, like half of me was gone. Then it hit me. It hit me that Wren wasn’t going to be there for the rest of my life. He wasn't going to be there when I found my parents, or when I get married, or or anything else in my life. He was gone. And there was nothing I could do about it.
I sobbed, dirty, unladylike sobs but I didn’t care at the moment. Emmet’s comforting arms were around me, silently letting me know he was there. I buried my face into his shirt while he stroked my hair, telling me that everything was going to be ok. But he was wrong. everything was not going to be ok. My best friend died. HE DIED. My body was numb with fear, surprise and anger. I cried like I never did before. Hot, big, sloppy tears rolled down my face in a never ending waterfall.
Before I knew it, everyone was surrounding me in hugs and shared tears. Rose was the closest to me. We were hugging each other for support. We were the only two that really knew him. I knew Rose considered him like family and I did too I suppose.
While I was crying, I felt hot, raw, anger rising to the point where I was boiling over the top. I was going to explode. Anger at the kidnappers, anger at myself for not saving him in time. Anger at everyone in the world. I am yelling at the world why they would let him die. Why, oh, why, oh, why? My anger got way over the top. I couldn’t control it any more. I had to let it out. Like a pot that is overflowing on the stove I screamed at the world. I screamed at everyone. I screamed and screamed and screamed. But that did nothing with my anger. It was still there boiling over.
I felt something deep in my gut. For the first time in my life it made me feel powerful. Power to overcome this anger, power to overcome his death, power to make this right. I have always been the little girl with no powers or no magic. Well that was about to change.
My eyes started glowing sapphire blue. I felt the wind in my hair, and I suddenly realized that the wind was slowly lifting me up into the sky. Was I doing this? I couldn't be doing this. I had no powers. But I could. It could have been locked away all this time and I just needed to awaken it. It felt like that.
Heavy, gray clouds filled with rain drops started to cover the sky. They were the thickest, right. Over. ME. Light thunder rumbled in the distance. Lighting striked a tree somewhere. Turning into fire.
I could feel the power rumbling over my body. So much power and so much anger. It was consuming me. I can’t live like this. I suddenly knew what to do. I don’t know how but it’s just an instinct.
I raised my hand up over my head. Right where the clouds were the thickest. And right there I let my anger out. I screamed until I lost my voice. Lighting striked everywhere, followed by ground shaking thunder. Blinding white, hot lighting hit my arm traveling down my body until it was in me. I tried to stop it. But it, like my anger, was uncontrollable. Once it started it could never be stopped.
Down below everyone covered their eyes because of the lighting that stook me. Emmet made a bold move in moving closer to me despite the strong wind blowing him father away.
“LILY,” Emmet yelled, over the wind. I could barely hear him though.
I realized I had tears streaking down my face. I don’t know why though and I couldn’t stop them.
“You don’t have to do this. I know you are mad but we are still here for you. You didn’t lose us.”
Amy stepped up, “Lily, the moment I met you I knew you and I were going to be friends. I would never leave you and Emmet and Alice wouldn’t either.”
Alice took a shaky step forward. “Look, I know I didn’t really like you at first but you made me like you, I couldn’t help it.”
“Wren will forever be in our memories but what matters most is what we do in the future. You have the right to be mad. I am very much mad. Even madder than you. But that doesn’t give you the right to take it out on the world.” Rose said.
Rose is right. They were all right. I had to calm down.
“Calm down, take some deep breaths.” Emmet said.
I breathed in 1234 and out 1234. As I was breathing, my eyes turned back to normal and I slowly moved back down on the ground. As soon as I touched the ground the clouds receded and the lighting stopped.
Everything was back to normal but what I felt was not normal. I felt so drained. I couldn’t even keep my eyes open. I collapsed but instead of hard ground I fell into familiar safe arms. Emmet’s arms.
Before I succeeded into darkness somehow what I just did felt familiar. Like I read it somewhere. These powers were too strong to be powers for a normal person. No one has ever had these powers but for one person. I tried to remember but it was hard with my brain being too tired. My history books! Queen Alice did the same thing when she fought off that whole army. I have her powers, that could only mean one thing. Then all I saw was blacknees.
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𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝
FantasyThis the sequel to the Enchanted Lands that I Also wrote, so if you didn't read that you should. But you don't need to if you don't want to, but it would be easier to understand somethings if you read that. Anyway, this is about a girl named Lily a...
