Shadows Master [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter 3

Picture of Elizabeth (played by Selena Gomez)
Quick info on Eli: uses magic to keep herself looking young. (Her 19 year old self but she's really 327 years old)
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My sheets damp from the sweat that came off my body during my nightmare. They were beginning to become more frequent, and I'd hoped they would stop. Hopping out of bed, I opened the windows allowing the fresh air to come in. Brushing past my face, though it didn't seem enough to calm my muddled spirits. I could feel the chill of it travel up my spine. I couldn't really feel, smell, or taste much anymore.

After that day, I became traumatized. I had this deep and chilling this fear of men that were 5 foot 11 and over. Me being 5'5 didn't help the thought much either.

I heard a soft knock on the door, shaking me out of my thoughts.

"Come in," I called out, mustering up as much enthusiasm as my mood allowed. The door handle turned, and Elizabeth poked her head inside. A worried look on her face.

It annoyed me how people would look at me. After that day, everyone only gave me pitiful stares. As if I was prone to breaking like expensive China. Though it was very thoughtful of them. It still bothered the hell out of me, though I could never say that out loud.

"Hey sweetie, how you feeling?" She asked forcing me to put a fake smile on my face. Hoping to hide all the depression that bridled through my mind.

"I'm fine thanks for asking." I sighed heavily, out of frustration. She immediately cast me a gaze of uncertainty, making me wish I'd just kept a glum look. It was easy for her to see right through me, and it made me wonder if everyone else did the same. Since nobody had the balls to come out and just say it to me.

"You don't have to fake with me." she said pity flashing in her eyes.

There it was again.

The pity.

The concern.

I hate it.

A stray tear fell down my left cheek, and I wiped at it hurriedly. But she quickly noticed, and walked into the room, wrapping her arms around me. Enveloping me into a warm hug. But it only made matters worse. For the years came down more heavily, and I sniffles loudly. Attempting to silence my muffled whimpers.

"It happened again," I mumbled out as the tears still streamed down my face, like a stream.

Elizabeth stiffened for a short second then relaxed then began whispering sweet nothing's into my ear. Hoping to ease me of my pain. Letting go of my death grip on her shirt I looked up to her.

"How's Adam?" I asked concerned, and I tried to calm my loud sniffles as she pulled away, placing her hand atop my shoulder blades. Still trying to comfort me, as she would each day.

Adam had only turned sixteen a couple weeks ago, but the horrible events occurred while he was eleven. He stayed in a coma since that time. For five years he remained in that bed, unresponsive.

"His body is slowly healing. Hopefully he'll meet his mate at the gathering that we're having for you.", She said attempting to relax my nerves.

Mates were able to smell out their other halves immediately. An individual can travel around the world until they find him or her. Even at a social gathering, or a party, if you will. On top of all that, Mates were also able to heal you, emotionally, physically and mentally. So, Adam having his mate by his side might help wake him from his comatose somehow. It was far-fetched, but it was the only hope for Adam. If he should ever wake up.

Elizabeth notified me that I had only an hour to prepare and get dressed, as she walked away from me. I nodded my head in response and slowly walked to my closet. Pulling out a baggy black hoodie that read 'Humans don't exist' with an alien head on it written in bold white letters. A pair of white Skinny Jeans and my grey and black checkered Converse Sneakers. It took me at least twenty minutes to shower, but I was dressed and ready in under an hour. So I walked out of the room, placing my things on the shelf right out side of Adam's room.

I willed myself not to cry, as I watched his pale face under the bright lighting of the room. Hooked up to a ventilator, with a breathing tube protruding from his mouth. He lay on his back, on the single bed as he did for five years now. Unmoving and silent. I slowly walked over to his bedside, and sat down gently. Parting his hair away from his face. It had grown quite a lot since that day, but grooming was a tad bit complicated on his end. Luckily, he was given the best care that they could offer him.

"Hey buddy. I might to meet my mate today. Hopefully you'll get to meet yours too." I coped gently, as I stroked his face. Which was cold to the touch, with barely enough warmth.

"I just wish you would wake up. I miss hearing you speak, and move around." I began to choke up as the words left my quivering lips.

"Remember when we used to run through the woods when you were just a baby?" I asked, not expecting a response. "How you used to fuss at me for teasing the birds. Then you'd sit on my lap, and just listen to them sing." I choked out heavily, feeling my eyes well up with tears yet again.

"I miss you. Just please come back to me," I begged as the tears began streaming down my face. "Please," I begged yet again, resting my head atop his chest gently. Muffling my uncontrollable sobs. "This is so unfair," I cried heavily, as I lifted my head from his chest. Sparing him one last glance before I rose from the bed, turning away from him.

I was already crying, and sniffling loudly as I exited the room. I loved Adam a lot, but seeing him that condition daily, left a toll on me. A toll that could only be lifted once he was walking and talking again. I went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me and slid down the closed door remembering me and Adam when were were both still kids.

-Flashback-

"Hey Berlin, do you think I'll ever find my mate?" Adam asked me, with his head elevated from his current activity.

I sat across from him other in the woods, on the damp floor leaning against a Redwood. A nearby stream flowed away from us, deep into the thick Forest. Adam had made a game out of teasing the tadpoles that swam back and forth in the clear, shallow Water.

"Yes, definitely. And I bet she'll be very pretty too," I flashed him a smile, which he returned.

"My Mate will have long black hair, and blue eyes like the ocean." He spoke proudly, and I chuckled at his enthusiasm.

"I bet buddy," I let out simply, as my thoughts drifted to me finding my mate.

"Berlin?" He called and I focused my gaze on him once more, as I broke out of my reverie.

"Yes Adam," I answered, but he paused and gazed down at the stream as if deep in thought.

"Do you ever dream of what your mate looks like?" He asked curiously, leaving me to think about my answer. Adam had a very big imagination, and it was that which kept his spirit so light and inviting.

"I don't buddy. But I hope that they're as pretty as yours." I smiled at him.

With no words said, Adam scooped up a handful of water. But before I could protest, he doused some with it. I gasped loudly, as I hurriedly sprang up to chase after him.

"I'm so going to get you for that," I growled playfully, as I made after his small frame.

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I let out a soft whimper as I remembered all the good times Adam and I had before the events that left him in his current state. Flashbacks of the happiness we felt during those times, when nothing seemed to threaten our existence.

I walked down stairs, and was greeted with a bowl of cereal from Aunt Elizabeth. After ten minutes of silence, I went back to Adam's Room. To tell him that I was leaving for school, just like I did every morning before setting out. Aunt Elizabeth had prepared his drips, while I sat in silence to eat my breakfast. So now she carefully adjusted the new bag to his IV.

"Going to school," I spoke as I kissed Aunt Elizabeth on the cheek. She offered me a weak smile, as she continued getting Adam comfortable.

"Come home right after school," she ordered gently and I nodded in response.

I was so not ready to start the day. It was just another day of bullies. Another day of the life I dont deserve to live, and another day of the pain I put myself through. I just wished it would end already.