The S.T.F. Files, Book 4: DIATON

Someone's Watching Over Me

Rilla

"So..." Time smirked, "I see that you remembered you're Rilla..." He took a sip out of his big fancy goblet. Then he spat it out, "you rememebered?! No! How?!" He was furious. I closed my eyes, "ah Nada. The one who reminded me how much I hate my step-sister. You thought only love can bring you out of this? Well the pendulum can sway either way."

Nature came it. "Eeek!" She screamed, "it's my little brat!"

I tightened my gloves. They were grey and black stripped with fingerholes. They also had a leather strap. Kept me smiling.

I then smile at them. My blonde hair was back. I remembered I dyed it, but appearantly when I did it came back to the origional colour.

Guess I was stuck here for that long.

"Time?! I thought we convinced her that being Rilla was crazy" nature yelled at time. I just stood and smiled. I noticed with the light blonde hair I had thick bangs. Pretty cool...but I missed the highlights I had.

This world we're stuck in...it seems like we can do just about anything we want...

"Well Nada can convince anyone, see, EFT over you guys. You don't even have a cool name."

Nature was outraged. "Do not say that word!"

"What? EFT? STF? EFT EFT EFT STF STF STF!" I shouted running around in circles. Nature kept trying to take me out. I kept dodging the attacks by jumping, sliding, ducking, and tumbling. I then ran up to nature and jumpped in front of her on her throan. I floated in midair infront of her face. I was able to speak and tell her, "You will never fall to the STF. You're too late." I then spun my legs out to kick her before landing on the ground.

She sneared at me trying to hit me with other powers. I transformed into a tiger and roared.

Nature sighed, rubbing her cheek, "ugh, why did we give her powers similiar to Riza and a tiger? This just makes everything harder."

Time sighed, "you're the one who tried to stop them first with the EFT. You forgot that since they knew each other in the past they'll be friends in the future."

"Why can't we just go back to the present?" I groan. But we weren't ready for that yet.

Cleo

"There! There's March!" Damien pointed to Helena who was sitting in a corner crying.

"Cleo doesn't think March is happy." I say. Damien hugs me for comfort.

"It'll be okay. You know March is a stable person."

I nod as we walk up to her. I smile and try to be friendly, "Cleo says hi," I say.

Helena looks up to me, "who's Cleo?"

"Well Cleo is Cleo!" I say.

Damien sighs, "She's Cleo, I'm Damien. You're March."

"Uh..." Helena had a blank stair looking at us, "I'm pretty sure my name is Helena."

I jump up and down in anger, "Cleo says March's name is March!"

Damien shakes his head again, "Cleo's right. You're not Helena, you're March."

"Prove it then." Helena states.

I stop jumping and growl, "But Cleo doesn't know how!"

Damien takes a deep breath, "You have a brother named Alagretto. He's in love with Riza, who looks like Theresa, and Sam. My cousin is Alicia. You are a master with-"