Soul Shards

Chapter 19

Abby's POV:
I started to get more concerned about the dreams it had been a full week and each night I would have a dream. Either about me dying or Ross dying or Alex dying. Sometimes it was horrible because I saw it and sometimes it was just all the emotions. But it was horrible non-the-less. Each time Ross woke me up. I woke up in a cold sweat and when I died I always wasn't breathing before I woke up. Once when I saw Ross die, I woke myself up and Ross wasn't breathing but he woke up a few seconds later just like I did; with a gasp. When I saw Alex die as soon as Ross woke me up I ran into his room and he was clutching his chest and breathing heavily. The dreams were worrying me as if it was warning me of something. I wasn't sure if it was their or my death but the battle and that its going to have casualties. Azazel was going to kill us no matter what. Also in all the dreams he got away so it felt like he was going to live after the battle and keep on killing people. I had to stop it somehow before he killed one of us and before he got away and killed more people.

Just a reminder as it may be easy to forget, Paul is Sjin.
I was down in the arena with Paul practicing our elemental powers. "Abby?" He asked.
"Hhm."
"Are you alright."
"Yes and no. I'm just worrying about the dreams and I'm fine because it's not to concerning right now."
"I think we should finish up for the day you seem really distracted and if you are really worried about it, spend time with Alex and Ross maybe it will make you feel better."
"No I'm fine Paul lets keep going." Paul was more fond on using earth, air and water and didn't really like fire. So I was teaching him to not be afraid of it. "Ok, just think. If it's on your hand and it's not burning it, it's not going to hurt you so you have nothing to worry about." He took in a breath and I lit a lighter so he had a source to start off with. He took a small fire ball and brought it closer to him. I said nothing to let him concentrate. It became bigger as it hit his hand and he jumped back waving his hand around trying to get rid of it. It was an improvement from the last 10 tries. "Good your getting better," I said stopping the lighter. "But I'm still afraid of it."
"You have nothing to be afraid of. Water and air can kill you easier than fire can." Water being drowning and you sort only have air to get you out of it meaning maybe swallowing water in get the process. Air taking away breathable air and the only way to escape is to either use fire or water and break the air stream for a second or make a wall with earth which lasts longer. "I don't want to do this anymore," Paul said walking to the door and I stopped him. "Do you want to get crushed by plants or would you rather have fire and escape." He sighed. "Alright I will show you how it's useful. And with my dreams and maybe an impending battle you are going to have to learn all you possibly can anyway."
"Ok, I will keep trying till I get it."
"Good now trap me in a cocoon of vines and crap but a bit further away from my body like if you were trying to crush me. Mainly so you don't actually hurt me before I can show you." He nodded and did just as I said. Once I was all covered I waited for a few seconds then made two fire balls in my hands and spun around burning the walls making them burn and stop moving as it wasn't earth anymore it was death. "It's a way of escaping earth by turning it to death," I said and Paul nodded. "Ready?" He nodded again and I lit the lighter and he did the same thing but as soon as it turned to a bigger fire ball all he did was put his face further away but kept his hand out. "Paul you can look it's ok, your own fire can't burn any part of you." I didn't really call anyone by their nicknames it just became a habit sort of and they said it reminded them that they had another name sometimes. Paul slowly turned his head to look at the fire, he seemed mesmerised. "Now your other hand." He looked at me and didn't light the lighter and he figured out that he was supposed to do it on his own. It took ages before he seemed to be confident with one fire ball in his hand. "Come on you will live with one but survive with two," I said making two fire balls in my hand.
"What's the difference."
"Same as you won the battle but you won't win the war. You will live then but you may not make it far."
"Right." He took in a deep breath and tried using the clicking fingers for fire but it didn't work so he took a bit out of his other fire and used that. "Hey look I did it, I'm holding fire," he said happily. "Good job now get rid of it and start again."
"What? I just got the hang of it."
"I know you have to learn without a source as well." I got rid of the fire for him and he stood their concentrating hard and finally got fire into his hands from nothing. "Good job. Now we are finished for the day but keep practicing seeing as you don't like using it your brain may decide to forget it if you don't use it for a long period of time."
"Ok." He nodded and stayed down their throwing fire balls and I left. As I was running up the stairs I heard the familiar evil laugh of Azazel but I ignored it as I thought I was just imagining things from the dreams.