The Dark Miracles

Chapter 5

"Oh, she's so in," he says. Owen rolls his eyes, he sure had a habit of doing that if you ask me.

I look over to the guy next to Owen, "What am I, 'in'?"

"She isn't 'in' anything, Blythe," Owen says, interrupting the two of us, "There's nothing to be 'in'."

"Your name is, Blythe?" I ask as I peer my eyes up to the frost-haired man.

"At your service," he replies, his eyes slip down at my feet, and he notices that they're bare. I look at his face and he looks pretty disgusted, "Yeesh, I almost forgot to give you these." He takes off the rather large bag on his back and takes out some warm clothes and proper boots.

I take them from him and say thank you, and wait for the two of them to turn around but they never do. "Um," I say.

They both furrow their brows, "What?" Owen asks.

"Can you guys turn around?"

Blythe's eyes widen and he realizes they were both just staring at me, "Oh shit! Owen do the thing."

I wonder to myself about what 'thing' he was referring to, but Owen sighs and puts a hand to the ground. I watch him close his eyes and take a deep breath, "Stand still," he says. I do as I'm told and stay in place. In just a few seconds, Owen's hands begin to glow that emerald green again and roots form a circular shape around me. They continued to grow until they had formed some kind of fence around my body. When it stops growing, the two of them turn around and wait for me to change.

After I was changed, I let them know and Owen took the root-fence down.

"So what are we in?" I ask.

Owen sighs heavily and walks over to me, "There's no time to explain right now, I was hoping we could do that when we got everyone together."

I look up at him, "Who is everyone?"

"You, me, Blythe... and Brim," Owen replies.

"Who's Brim?"

"Can we please explain all this when we get to her?"

"Her?" I ask. Owen rolls his eyes and presses his fingers to his temple in frustration. I start to laugh at him and Blythe does the same. When our laughter ceases, Owen turns to face the Great Forest and begins walking in its direction, the two of us remaining follow after him.

I look over at Owen and he has a screen propped up telling him where to go. I assume that he had put the location's coordinates in his device. I look over to my bare wrist, missing my old screen just a little bit. I'm glad Favor got to have her fun though. I hadn't quite thought things through that day.

It all replays in my mind. I think of how I blatantly used my abilities in the public eye, and where it got me. I look down at my hands, admiring each crease that made my palms so unique. "So what exactly did you do?" Blythe asks, the leaves crunching loudly underneath his boots as he steps through the forest.

"Come on man, leave her alone. Don't wanna upset the princess now," Owen interjects.

I look up at the back of his head and he turned just a little to where I could see that smug smile on his face. He enjoyed messing with me. "I am not a princess," I fume.

"Sure you aren't," he teases, "Your Majesty."

I take a deep breath and turn my attention to Blythe, ignoring the ignorant man in front of us. "Well, I first discovered I was..." I go quiet, trying to search for a different word.

"You can say Mirac," Blythe says. "It's not a curse word."

I give in an awkward smile before continuing. "...A Mirac. When this senator, I'm not sure if you have heard of him, tried to..." I stopped myself, "He was being really rude, and I told him to go away. He did, but not by choice."