Gifted

Chapter 3

Lily fluttered her eyes open, her vision was slightly blurry but she could make out she was not in her bed chamber. This was one was darker colored and the sheets were not as silky as her own. The light was dim in the room due to only a few lit candles.

She blinked a few more times and her vision cleared some more and her brain started to be less foggy. No one else was in the room which was a good sign for now. She tried to move her arms but couldn't and she turned her head back some and noticed that her hands were tied to one of the bed posts. She tugged and tugged until she got tired. But she gave it one more tug and her hands were free. She took the gag from her mouth and she was able to breathe better now. But she heard footsteps approaching. She quickly put the thick piece of cloth in her mouth to where she could spit out and loosened the bond slightly so she could free herself when the right moment came. She laid back down in the position she was in and waited.

The door opened and she heard two men talking in unfamiliar tongue. Then she heard one man walk away.

The door closed and she heard the man take off his boots and toss them to the floor. She heard his heavy footsteps towards the bed and the bed caved a little under his weight. She felt his hands caress the curves of her sides, then her stomach and then up to her breasts. She felt quite uncomfortable under his touch but did not dare flinch. His hands were rough as she felt them caress her skin and his lips chapped as he kissed her exposed collarbone.

I am supposedly unconscious, this is wrong in so many ways.

"Such beautiful black hair," he whispered as he run his rough fingers through her hair, "and what delicate pale skin," she tried not cringe when his other hand stroked her cheek. She felt his breath get closer to her lips and she knew then that this was her moment to strike.

She moved her hands out of her bonds and put them around her attacker's neck and used her head to hit his. He was stunned for a moment as he rolled over onto his back in pain holding his face. She spit the gag out and scrambled out of the bed to escape, not noticing that her attacker had gotten out of the bed and was coming after her. She had nowhere to turn because in only a few steps he had made his way to her with his hands around her throat. She tried to pry his hands from around her throat but it wasn't working but she kept trying but all of a sudden she felt a heat underneath her hands and he yelped in pain and back away.

Lily noticed that his hands were burned badly, did she do that? She noticed that her hands were hot, like fire, but it wasn't hurting her. What is this?

"You little witch!"

But some instinct told her to throw her hands in front of her and all of sudden she felt this surge of energy flow through her and her assailant flew back and hit the ground. She found a dagger near his boots and rushed back over to him and held the dagger to his throat.

"Who sent you? Was it Adean?" she didn't think he would do this but she asked anyway to be sure.

The man chuckled, "No, my dear, a force much bigger than him."

"So you were to kill me then," she pushed the dagger harder against his throat, causing blood to drip slightly.

He groaned slightly, "It's not only you we want to murder, it's all of you. We will take back what's ours. This is only the beginning, we're coming."

And with that she slid the dagger across his throat.

She backed away from his lifeless body, "What is happening to me? Power, what power? Has the world gone mad?!"

She threw the dagger down and ran out of the room. Tears threatened to spring into her eyes, she could have been killed tonight. She needed answers but right now she was scared, really scared, and she hasn't been scared since she was a child.