𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬

[25.5]

Two of hearts

25.5

CW: This chapter has graphic descriptions of violence.

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In the warmly lit dining room, a vanilla-scented ambience surrounded the family. The flickering flames of the candles on the table danced to an unheard melody, casting a soft glow over the scene. Y/n sat in her small chair, a storm brewing within her as a plate of untouched vegetables sat in front of her.

Matteo, Y/n's father, was seated beside her, attempting to soothe her with kind words. As the tension in the room grew, Sora, Y/n's mother, exchanged a wary look with Matteo. The candles seemed to react to the mounting emotions, their flames flickering erratically.

"Come on, pumpkin, just a few more bites," Matteo encouraged, holding a forkful of vegetables near Y/n.

Despite his efforts, Y/n remained defiant. Her tiny hands crossed over her chest, and her lower lip quivered in stubborn refusal. The candles mirrored the turmoil in the room, their flames responding to the escalating emotions.

Sora, growing increasingly frustrated, joined the delicate dance of trying to convince Y/n to eat. "Y/n, you need to eat your veggies to grow big and strong. Look, Mommy will eat some too." She took a small bite, pretending to savour the taste.

But Y/n's resistance intensified, and the atmosphere became charged with tension. Sora, noticing the erratic flames, shot a warning look at Matteo. She assumed he was manipulating the heat, but he shrugged, denying any involvement.

As Sora persisted, coaxing Y/n to eat, the toddler's cries reached a crescendo. The once-subdued flames in the candles suddenly roared to life, leaping towards the ceiling and leaving soot marks in their fiery ascent. Matteo stumbled in shock, falling back in his seat.

Sora watched in astonishment as the flames danced wildly, the room growing hotter with each passing second. The anguished screams of her child filled her ears, blending with the crackling of the flames. The vanilla-scented air now carried a disconcerting undertone as the family found themselves in the midst of an unexpected, and unsettling, manifestation of Y/n's burgeoning powers.

Sora's heart raced as she witnessed the room transform into an unexpected spectacle of heat and flames. The once-cosy ambience now felt oppressive, and the vanilla-scented air, which had once brought comfort, now carried an unsettling undertone. Her eyes darted between Matteo and Y/n, trying to make sense of the inexplicable phenomenon.

Her hands trembled as she extended them towards Y/n, torn between comforting her distressed child and grappling with the fiery manifestation. The room pulsed with an otherworldly energy, and Sora felt a mix of fear and bewilderment, her motherly instincts urging her to shield Y/n from whatever force seemed to be at play.

Sora's instincts kicked in with a surge of adrenaline as she swiftly reached for Y/n, scooping her from the chair with practised speed. Panic etched across her face, she moved across the room, putting distance between her child and the escalating flames. Y/n's cries intensified, a symphony of distress that fuelled Sora's urgency.

With a focused determination, Sora extended her palms, and torrents of water surged forth. The elemental force collided with the raging flames, a clash of opposing elements that filled the room with steam and hissing sounds. The air crackled with the chaotic energy of water meeting fire.

The room became a battleground between the consuming flames and the cascading water, and Sora strained to maintain control. She felt the intense heat against her skin, beads of sweat forming on her forehead as she fought to suppress the burgeoning inferno.