Dark Familiars

Chapter 13

"I'm going to show you some pictures of people. It is unpleasant so let me know if you are uncomfortable." The man whispers. I just nod. He shows a picture. "When you see the picture tell me what's wrong with the person . what happened to them. I will then shine a light in your eyes before the next one. There will be five pictures. All different. Ready?" He asks. I just nod again scared to say anything. He puts the first picture up. It was a women. "Broken leg. She fell from multiple stories. Broken neck, skull and tail bone. A suicide." I say quickly analyzing the picture. "Married." I whisper. "That's all." I whisper. He had a list on his lap. "You got all of them." He mutters. He shines a light in my eyes. "Next picture." He says. Then he holds up the next picture.

"I've gotten a conclusion." The castor says. "She has like a sixth sense. A ability to where she can glimpse into the past briefly and figure out what happened to the body. She can't get all the details like the killer but she knows what happened to the body." He explains. "So like you?" Mr.Vito asks. The castor nods. "Not as detailed as me but yes. I can look into the future. I've been alive for 783 years." He says. He voice sounding so haunting. "Wait what?" I ask regretting that I've spoken. "I've avoided death multiple times." He explains. I looked at him astonished. "I've worked for the military helping them but I do have flaws. The future is always changing and sometimes faster for me to see." He say getting up. "You got it from your grandmother." He says smiling. "You knew my grandma?" I ask "Yes. I was her first husband. You mother was born from her second husband." He explains. I just nod. "You must be on your way." He says getting up. "Thank you." Mr.Vito says. "No problem." He says. We get to the door. "What's your name?" I ask. The castor smiles. His gleaming teeth shining through. Some of them missing and some metal. "Leonard Zipsa." He says. "Thank you Leonard." I say. We all wave goodbye and make our way to the school.

We get back to school and go to Mr.Jackels office. We talk about what the Castor said. "So you can see into the future.. How many powers do you need!" Mr.Jackel says. I knew he was joking. I felt like those main characters in books with a shit ton of powers and they are unstoppable but it's the opposite for me. I can be stopped but I still don't know who will stop me and if I'll allow it. I could be next but I wouldn't know. Right now I have to be on task. I and George are going on a mission hunting down some familiars with fractured souls. I just need to prepare for that and practice a lot. It might be after school but who says I can't practice in the fighting and weapon room. I'll just be taking the sword George gave me and my wind so I'm hoping that's enough. While Gray goes on and eats, I head to the fighting room.

I sigh. I was drenched in sweat and panting. "You look even hotter sweaty." I hear George says behind me. I turn around. I smirk. He walks over he was just wearing a dark blue shirt with black jeans. I hug him. "Wow you stink." He murmurs. I just laugh. "I got better at throwing and I'm kind of getting better at combat with swords." I whisper. "Do you need some help?" He asks. "Yes." I say in a hushed voice. "Alright let's begin." He says smiling. He takes off his shirt showing his chiseled abdomen. I blush and turn around. We start with some normal swords. He gets behind me and moves my arms. The movements so fluid. "Now do it in your own against me." He whispers in my ear. I shudder when his warm breathe hits my ear. He grabs a sword and we both go into stance. He had a long sword. He hits at me first. I block and push his sword out of the way and jab for him but he backed up with gracefulness. He goes for me this time and I nearly dodge him. We fight back and forth until he tried side kicking me and I tried to dodge but ended up falling. I grab his arm and I bring him down with me. He was now on top of me holding his body up his arms and knees. My face gets redder and redder. He gets off me and stands up. He puts a hand out. I grip it and he pulls me up. We have been training for three hours. It was now 8:00pm. We sat against the wall. I was panting while his breathes were controlled. He didn't even break a sweat while I was drenched. "How are you not tired!?" I ask astonished on how he wasn't. "Everyday we train for four hours." He says. I look over at him with awe. "How are you still alive!?" I ask. He chuckles. The laugh that I love so much. "I've been doing it for years." He whispers. I take a sip of water. "Are you nervous for tomorrow?" I ask. I lean my head on his shoulder. Gray walks in. He has been gone for a while. "Where have you been?" I ask. I and George stand up. "Getting ready for tomorrow. Also eating a lot since we will be there for awhile and I don't think they will have my food." He explains. "What do you eat anyways?" George asks. "Raw meat. I go hunting." He mutters. "Well I'm going to go to bed. I'm so tired!" I say stretching. I give George a hug and whisper goodnight. I give him a quick kiss and walk away with Gray to my room.