Chapter 11

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Edith stared at me from her side of her little gazebo while she made a cup of tea. "Kason, if what your saying is true," She paused and sighed. "you don't know what your getting into." she was terribly stressed. Reminding me of my mom. "I'm sorry, just, get some rest, I'll speak to the authorities in the morning." Authorities? Now we have a government? I nodded then walked out and toward my tent. Oliver stood outside it, gleam in his eye. He pushed me inside and danced around like he were drunk. "Did I miss something?" He shook his head.

"She chosen you, did she? This is good news, and very bad too." He said sitting on his mat. "Bad? I think it's bad enough that she kept me alive!" He chuckled and rolled around on his mat. Now I really think he had  some alcohol, or chocolate. He squeezed me tight then slapped me on the back. "Get sleep, you see her tomorrow, with me.She must not be scared now, you she chosen!" He said smiling so big the edges of his mouth seemed to touch his eyes. Oliver's speech impairment thing was really getting to me, it was better when he would not speak at all.

I couldn't sleep again. The tent whisked around in the night wind and I just stared at the waves it made on the fabric. Then a shadow crept by the tent in a quick matter and I sat up. Whispers, too quiet for anyone asleep to hear came from the now two shadows outside my tent. I stood up quietly and turned to my cat. I walked outside the tent and saw Dylan talking to another guy around his age. "We have to kill him! He's been here long enough. The human world will get suspicious and they'll worn Arkimenon." Dylan whispered. The other man shook his head. "We'll dump him in the river and they'll think he committed suicide."  He suggested. What?!  "Not likely, Kason, is smarter then we think and if what Edith has told me is true, we cannot kill him even if we tried." The man sounded older and wiser. I ran out the tent, unnoticed and went straight for the forest.

I kept running, past the clearing, past the pond, past the stump Edith met me with when I first came. I stopped, winded and walked for a while. "Hello bright eyes, I couldn't sleep either, your troubled. What is it?" She swung down as a monkey from a nearby branch and turned to herself. "Nothing." I said quietly still in my cat form. She tilted her head upside down and looked into my eyes. I looked away and turned to myself.

"What is going on?" I asked, hands in my pockets.

"What?"

"Why did you choose me?Why is there even magic in us in the first place? Why are the others trying to kill me? I'm just lost, in this big world of secrets." I said sitting down in the grass.

She sat across from me and looked me in the eyes. I could tell it was hard for her to keep a straight face but she did. 

"I'm here to help you, I've chosen you."

"Yeah, I've realized that, what is that supposed to mean?"

"You are the one I know can defeat our enemy, your the one I know that can help us, your the one I want to protect me."

She put her hand on my shoulder. I still didn't understand any of this. In two days my life gets ruined, I get these supernatural animal powers and I'm now 'The Chosen One' who apparently kills this guy named Arkimenon. I looked into her eyes, seeing the swirls of purple and indigo. 

She sighed then stood up. "Arkimenon, he's my father."She said pulling my arm to stand up too. I did and walked with her now even more confused. "Why is he an evil wizard?" I asked. She looked at me and I saw her eyes begin to water. "I ran away, years ago. I just felt lonely, like there were no others like me. Since then he's tampered with the dark magics of this world too much. He's doing what he can to get me back." There was a long silence after that I also heard her sniffle. 

"I don't want to go back, Bright eyes. I want to stay, with the freedom of the forest, and Oliver and you."

I coughed, and pulled my beanie a little too far, over my head.

"He doesn't seem bad, reminds me of my dad. Except for the whole dark magic stuff, definitely didn't do that." 

She grinned slightly and I felt her creep her hand into mine. We walked for a while and it felt like I was with Shelbi again. Only, much different. Violet is very gentle. Her hand soft inside my hard fingers from years of viola playing. Shelbi would've had long nails, painted hot pink, scratching my palm. She had a bad habit of scratching her palms, so she would scratch mine when we held hands. I looked and saw I still had a cut on my other hand, stretching from my index finger to my wrist. 

"Where'd you get that?" She spotted my cut.

"Uh, no where, it's nothing." I put my hand in my pocket and continued walking. We sat down at the tiny pond, she let go of my hand. I pulled out my mother's scarf and felt it between my fingers. She looked over and saw it. "That looks a little odd, do you usually hold onto a scarf?" she asked.'"It's my mother's." Was all I said and she nodded, looking into the water.

"My father, would experiment," she said curling her knees up to her chest. That's when I first noticed she was barefoot. I never really paid attention to that, I thought she just wore sandals like I was. 

"On me, he wanted to see what gave me this ability to turn. That's why I ran away." She said pulling her hair to the other shoulder. A large scar, crooked and ugly drove up her neck and to her ear. "He still wants to experiment. He's found out there's others besides me." I looked at her and glanced at the scar. 

A twig snapped and I spun around, alert. She turned to a white mouse and hid inside my pant pocket. I put my hand over it, letting her feel the warmth of my hand. Something snapped up in the trees and I saw it move. Something crashed down from one of the middle branches into a bush down below. "Ow!" Oliver's head popped out from the bush and he rubbed his skull. "Kason, you need to stop sneaking farther into the forest, I can't teliport without falling into a tree." He said walking out from the bush. 

"Right sorry." I said, pulling off my beanie that keeps slipping off and putting it in my other pocket I knew Violet wasn't in. "The Counsel wants to see you, they say it's urgent." He said suddenly serious. "Ok, I'll be right there, just give me a minute." Oliver nodded then turned around and left back through the bush. I reached in my pocket and carefully pulled her out. She turned to her fox and licked my cheek. 

"Thank you." 

Then she left.

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