Shattered by fate.

Chapter Eleven: Once Upon A Time Isn't for me.

"your being ridiculous, we are training not sitting in a circle listening to tortoise and the hare !" I said
"But I need to know your story if you want me to help you" he tells me
"or you are just trying to find out more about me so you can torture my parents ,anyway I don't need your help!"I said
"Yes you do you just don't know it so tell me your story and we can move on" he spits the words out
"once upon a time there was a kid named Lilith she was sad alone and scared but she lived happily ever after THE END, done" I say mockingly
"That's a start okay I will leave you alone than , when did you first get your powers?"he asked
"None of your beez wax, when did you?" I asked avoiding his question
"When I promised to never do wrong " he said proudly
"that really sounds like a fairly tale , okay well I guess it's my turn"I say mockingly"when I killed my foster father for not letting me go outside to play I think it was 1954"I say
"You don't look like your in your 60's"he says
"Oh it was 1954 BCE, yeah most people think that I'm somewhere around 63 but nope no where near 60 "I says as I start pacing around the large room.
"oh "he says skeptically "well than show me what you can do"
"Not a good idea" I say as I take off my jacket revealing my bare arms. You are going to make me so let's get the element of surprise
"No need to be afraid" he says as he walks toward me and grabs my shoulder reassuringly. My eyes turn a dark black and I slowly drain his life force as the darkness inside stirs with joy and impatience to be let free . you had to be curious didn't you I move out of his grasp just as his knees buckle and he falls to the floor. He scrambles up off the floor and takes one to many steps back tripping over a weight on the floor.i slide my jacket on and sit.okay let's see what kind of person he is ,he is either A: going to try to kill me B:going to try to worship me C: run away D: keep his cool and talk to me and finally E: random reaction that will hurt him ,me or no one. "I am so sorry um does that alway happen "he asks as he slowly stands up as if not to startle me.
"Every time someone touches my bare skin so I thought we should drop our pretenses and get that over with, oh and yes I have more powers and no it's doesn't hurt I wish it did." I say sadly
"What exactly?"he asks as he straightened out his suit trying to look professional.
"Oh Well I have a little but of darkness that builds up inside me and finally explodes and causes mass death to list the most annoying but I think that is mostly it except I can change the color of my eyes at my will the most of the time " I say calmly
"Well I don't think you really have to train than but I have to talk to the other about your touch , it seems like a unfair advantage in the fights."he says
"Well it's not like I can turn it down I can turn it up but down is a different story"I say
"If I may ask why could I not let go oh and does it vary from person to person and how much skin?"he asks
"I have to break the connection between us and humans seem to die faster in and skin does matter so do my emotions if I'm angry it happens faster if I'm happy slowly are we done with questions " I say as my cheeks turn a rosy pink
"There no need to be embarrassed by your gift"he says.
"More like a curse" I say under my breath as I walk out of the room angry as ever.