Flame Touch

Chapter 32-Sunny

It was odd being surrounded by darkness after being in the sun for so long.

Well, not total darkness. In front of me were two pieces of paper that were floating in the air. In one, I saw a girl ripping up paper and swimming frantically in a box of water. In the other two stick people were trying their chances against a lion. I felt like I could change it, just by touching the paper, but I wanted to see what would happen at the end. The girl with the lion didn’t have her weapon. That was good. It was fairer that way.

“Do you like it?” I heard a voice behind me coming from a beautiful golden light. It spoke with such a nice voice. Neither too harsh nor too soft. I nodded my head. The voice laughed, “It can be yours you know. The control. All you need to do is come and get me.” The voice beckoned to me.

I nodded and started walking, but another figure appeared in the form of a boy with white hair a green eyes. He walked towards the papers and started to work on it with a black pencil. I heard a scream from one of them.

Two Choices.

“Stop!” I  said instinctively and the light laughed again like I was a foolish child.

“Why? What are they to you? They are no less than bugs are they not?” the light said and I felt memories flood back into my head. I am Sunny Risilia.

 I am in high school.

Knox does not have a hamster.

I don’t know where that thought came from, but it seemed to help.I looked again with the light, this time with my vision and saw that it was not the perfect entity that I thought it was. It was plagued with black light and the white in it was little. I walked towards it.

Two Choices.

“That’s it. Forget them. Gain the control you deserve.” The light said as I placed my hands on it and concentrated on the memories I had. The light began to struggle and the figure who I then recognized as Caprin ran up to it, “Stop this at once!” it yelled, “What are you doing?” Caprin ran up to stop me, but the he didn’t, for some reason, and I answered the light’s question.

“I am restoring you. Option three.”

The light screamed and the screens vanished as the world was swallowed by darkness again.

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“Sunny?” I heard a familiar voice call my name as I sprang up from where I was. I looked around and saw Knox and Semba looking at me with concern. Blond-boy was stony faced as Melody apologized about twenty-thousand times. Another face was there, someone who I had not seen in what seemed like forever.

“Foose Croony?” I asked in bewilderment as he chuckled.

“Actually, it’s Corvus young lady. Sir Corvus to you.” He said in his rusty voice, and then looked at me kindly, “I must congratulate you though, on restoring one of Libra’s lights.”

“One of them?”

“Oh don’t worry, once one is restored, the others should follow. Now, why don’t you read what’s on the paper in your hands?” he asked as I noticed that I was clutching a rolled up piece of paper, probably the real clue.

“It just says Unite at home and I will await, what’s that supposed to mean, and what the heck are you doing here?” I asked frustrated.

“I came when I felt the reviving of Libra was near. When I came I saw four of you unconscious and you were gone. When your friends awoke, I was able to help them get a little more stable, but none of us knew what to do until you came back.”

“You were unconscious for a while.” Knox said and offered me some more water, “It was so cool though, did you know that Foose Croony can turn into a birdie?” she asked excitedly and I turned in bewilderment to him.

“It’s Corvus and I turn into a raven” he said indigently, but Knox and I squealed anyway.

“Birdie!” we said in unison and pumped our hands in the air. After a while of annoying him, he finally turned and sighed.

“At any rate, this birdie can’t fly you all back to the dorms.”

“Back? Why would we go back?” I then pondered what seemed to be the final clue. Untie at Home, and I will await. Maybe Home did mean the dorms. I mean, it did seem like a big home for all the colonists. I glanced at all of my friends wary faces and then at Semba, “Are you ready for another flight on Air Semba?” I asked the exhaustion a little too obvious in my voice.

“After a little rest, then we’ll be up and kicking again.” He said with a wink, and I gratefully fell asleep again on the makeshift bed I was on.