Madness In Death(Slasher x OC)

Chapter 18

I watch as the paper crackles and curls closer to my fingers, watching in a trance as the flame dances.

I reach out with the other hand, slowly inching closer, waiting to feel the tingling sensation, i frown as i just feel a small warmth before touching the paper where the fire had engulfed it.

I watch as it wraps around my hand before i cup my hand and watch as the last of the paper becomes ashes, the flame staying on my palm, it felt almost as though it was tickling me, like a piece of fur.

I close my palm and feel the warm tingle stop.

I had no idea how to control it or how to create it.

I glance back towards the looming institute.

I didn't want to return, especially to Hannibal.

I sigh as I stand.

I always felt strange as though my blood was buzzing.

I start walking, perhaps Carrie could help me?

I stop dead in my tracks.

Could it be?

My emotions perhaps?

I hold my palm up, thinking back to how Hannibal wanted to hide who I was, what I was, my 'family's' betrayal, every time I had gotten hurt, gotten bullied when i was too little to help myself.

Anger.

I feel the tingle and look down at my hands and arms that were covered by flames, they weren't damaging my  clothes at all.

I turn my hand, could I control it with other emotions?

I start thinking of all the good times, and close my eyes, imagining a horse, i had always loved horses.

I open my eyes again and see a horse shaped flame.

Emotions fueled magic but control came from the mind?

I think of multiple horses and see the flame split.

Yep.

I hear a twig snap and close my palm quickly, relaxing and looking in the direction.

"Honeypop, you okay?" Penny's eyes show before his body does.

"Why, am I not meant to be?" I ask him and i notice his shoulders tense.

"You are not in a good mood my lollipop, who has soured it?" He asks with an animalistic snarl.

"I can handle him Penny, sorry if i was snappy, is something wrong?" I ask him, forcing my own shoulders to relax.

"They are getting too close to our scent, at least it is what Will has said" he looks up suddenly, face serious and sniffs.

When his eyes meet mine they are red, we had company.

"They are here Honeybun, come, let me make you safe" he holds his gloved hand out to me and I look behind me as I hear a snap of another twig.

I see the glint of a gun and frown as it is pointed towards Penny.

"Pennywise, wanna have another nap, clownface?" A man with three scratches down his face snickers.

"Zachary, you want to play again?" Penny taunts as i am pulled behind him.

"Oh no, no, fuckface, we're here for the girl, got a nice payout waiting back at base. Hand her over" he points the gun at Penny once more and I notice it looks different, it was white with a slant down the front.

I had seen them at the asylum, a tranq gun.

"Penny, we need to go, its a tranq gun, he won't be alone" i tug on his sleeve as he glances at me.