Malicious Malia

Chapter 1

Relaxing in my small little cabin has always felt safe and homy to me. As I felt I never belonged anywhere not even to my own parents who disowned me.

Being alone for so long changes you extremely. It has also made me learn to enjoy my own company. However, some days are harder than others.

From a younger age being thrown out on the streets to fend for myself has taught me many things. Many life lessons and those were that I have to fight to survive. I need to defend myself.

*Flashback*

"Hey! I said to hand over those scraps little girl!" A homeless guy screamed furiously at me.

At the time I was only 9 years old, slowly becoming strong enough to fend and fight for myself. I sat there and ate my sandwich ignoring him as I felt his nasty glare on my face.

"You dirty little dingy girl hand it over." He screamed as he picked me up easily by my jacket and suspended me mid air. The spit from his drug-filled mouth hit my face and an anger so deep boiled inside me.

"Why can't people like you just FUCK OFF?" My 9-year-old self shrieked dropping my sandwich to the floor as I sent a rough pulsating dark energy mass into him. His eyes widened in fear and he let me go immediately as I dropped to the floor. My eyes glowed dark and I looked at him angrily. 

"Please! ... I... I .. I'm sorry! I w- was just hungry." The old guy shivered in fear.

The anger boiled inside of me and took control of me as my dark energy threw him down the alleyway and he got up and ran off.

My eyes glowed purple and power flowed through my veins. The anger slowly left my body and I felt my former self resurface. I covered my mouth in shock.

"I... I'm sorry..." I whispered silently into the dark alleyway. The truth though was that a part of me wasn't sorry. I was more afraid of myself and the uncontrollable power I held inside of me.

Looking down I saw my fresh sandwich touching the dirty floor as I sighed. Feeling drained from using my energy I was barely learning to control it and I started to feel dizzy.

After a few moments, I ran out of the city until I reached the forest. I swiftly climbed a large tree and sat there taking deep breaths to clear my head and dizziness. This always happens when I use too much energy.

For a while, I sat there staring off into the distance. A feeling of grief and sadness washed over me for some reason. Maybe it was the regret and overreacting to the poor homeless man who was just hungry, or it was me feeling less and less control of myself.

A tear rolled down my cheek before broke out into my jet-black baby wolf and landed roughly on the forest floor.

*End Flashback*

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as the old memory resurfaced from one of the first times I got to use my powers on someone. Looking back and imagining 9-year-old me being able to do that is scary. The poor old guy must have been so scared. I evily giggled to myself before I got up.

Next to my counter was Solum sitting on the ledge of my window playing with the blinds cord. I heard him purring gently as he played. Beautiful creature.

He was the first true test of what my power could do, it had been able to make life which will always amaze me. A mentor of mine had taught me how to harness my power and focus on something I wanted.

Young me being the lonely girl I was wanted a pet cat to keep me company. I had managed to concentrate enough of my dark energy and somehow got a hold of light energy and combined them to make Solum.

Though my mentor was not the slightest impressed that I managed to combine both energies and only chose to make a "mere cat" I wouldn't trade him for anything. I had grown extremely fond of him as he had kept me company.

He was the only company I had.

Solum meowed at me softly as I reached down to pet his belly and he purred happily. The was a translucent black mass of energy that was shaped into a cat. He was perfect and not to mention he wasn't your average pet that would eat and leave waste. He was just an energy that could walk move and act like a cat. At least I thought he was. Other from not creating waste and eating, Solum act like an other live cat would. He was so lively and had hosnon personality I questioned what he truly was. But for me, it did not matter I loved him dearly.

I sighed and looked out the window to see the sun rising. I made some espresso shots put some sugar in it and drank it just like that. I didn't have a fridge out here in the middle of nowhere so keeping milk around was not something I could do except for the winter I could stuff it in the snow. Unfortunately, it would freeze also so.

I shook my head slightly as the strong bitter espresso left an aftertaste in my mouth. At first I could barely stand drinking dark plain coffee but now I have grown quite a liking to it as long as it has a little sugar.

I sat down at the table and Solum rubbed against my leg as he laid under my chair. Today I was planning on going into the city to purchase some new clothes.

I was planning on going to seek out other dark mages that could possibly help me harbor and understand my powers. Though my previous mentor helped me understand how to use my powers, he gavely hurt me and tried making me his own weapon. I have promptly run away from him those few years ago but the fear of him showing up to my cabin still haunts me to this day.

Maybe someone out there understands me and can help me. There has to be someone.