The Queen of Energy

chapter 2: The explanation

The comforting aroma of bacon and eggs drifted through the air, momentarily easing the knot of anxiety in Electra's chest. She forced a smile as she entered the dining room, trying to push her worries aside. "Good morning, Aunt Niobe! Good morning, Uncle Teredor!" she greeted them cheerfully, though a tension still simmered beneath her calm demeanor.

"Good morning, Electra!" Niobe replied warmly, her radiant smile filling the room. "How did you sleep last night, dear?"

Electra's stomach clenched at the question. She didn't want to share the unsettling details yet, not until she had more clarity. "Not too well," she said, carefully choosing her words.

Teredor glanced up from his breakfast, his kind eyes soft with concern. "Why, Electra? You look troubled. Tell us what happened," he urged gently, his voice filled with warmth and genuine care.

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Electra took a slow sip of her orange juice, the cool liquid momentarily distracting her from the knot twisting tighter in her gut. She glanced at her aunt and uncle, debating how much to reveal. They would need to know eventually.

Niobe's brows furrowed as she studied Electra's face. "So, you think something—or someone—took some of your magic?" she asked, her voice tinged with worry.

Electra nodded, her expression tense. "Yeah, that's exactly what it feels like. But I just earned my complete Enchantix powers recently! How can I feel incomplete when I have full magic abilities? It doesn't add up. I should be whole."

Teredor set down his fork, leaning forward thoughtfully. "That is indeed a strange predicament. Losing power after reaching full Enchantix... It reminds me of a time when Niobe's sister faced a similar issue. She once struggled against a darker version of herself. Perhaps..."

Electra's eyes widened in sudden realization. "Maybe someone took my power... to use it against me?"

Aisha, who had been quietly listening nearby, nodded in agreement. "It's possible, Electra. Maybe your essence was stolen for that very reason."

Electra's heart raced, the pieces of the puzzle finally starting to click together. "That explains everything!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with determination. "Whoever did this—whoever stole my power—intends to use it against me. I need to strategize on how to defeat them... before it's too late."

A deep sense of urgency settled over her, but with it came a growing resolve. She would not let this mysterious threat stand. She would face it head-on, with every ounce of strength and strategy she had within her. The battle was coming, and Electra knew she had to be ready.