The Pure One

home wreck

lying in my bed, the ceiling seemed to be very attractive to me. It's been a few hours since i got home from the "immortal realm". My mind still hasn't exactly processed what i have been through. All my friends are super powered freaks. i mean i always knew they were freaks, but not like this. the weird part is that i am one of them.

the weird part is that my mom didn't even notice that i was gone. which isn't surprising considering i'm the forgotten child. I think i am now suffering from PTSD. post traumatic stress disorder.my only normal friend is Heather. Lukes a goddamn werewolf, zayns a shape shifter, and zack is a human steroid. i have more than one set of parents. My "spirit dad" is literally the devil. which honestly sounds like my real dad.my "spirit mom" was murdered.

my head needs to be cleared. i walked out my bedroom door and head to the streets. 

The nearest trolley station isn't far and i need to go to bourbon to clear my head. I stood at the trolley station and the smell of cigarettes fill the air from people walking by. The smell tends to calm me. i know it sounds bad but i find the scent intoxicating. One the trolley arrived i took me seat in the front as oppose to my usual seat in the back. The front was closer and i wouldn't be on long.

The trolley stopped on canal st. next to bourbon. i hopped out and took in the sight. Everyone was so happy. All the tourist, the police and the residents of new Orleans. That's what i love about this city. everyone is not judged on what they are its who they are that matters. Which makes me wonder WHAT is everyone? Who was a fairy, a wolf, possibly a vampire or a shape shifter. I continued my stroll down the street. People cheered from the balconies and threw beads at my head and the heads of other people passing by. the spirit of party never dies on bourbon. i came to a stop when i saw a familiar short frame staring at me.

"korra" i whisper to myself. She turns and walks off. i lost her after the first time i met her and she took all the answers i would need with her. i refuse to lose her again. my steps accelerated trying to catch the mysterious witch. My chase lead me to an alley between two buildings. Korra was still walking. she reached for a door handle that was on the wall at the end of the alley.

"EH! KORRA!" i yelled wanting her to see me or to assure me that i was seeing her. I was not sure if my mind was sane or not at this point. She turned and i saw her flawless dark face. That cheeky smile appeard on my face and she opened the door and walked into the building. The door was left opened and a light glowed inside. I followed into the building to see a stair case that lead up. at the top stood korra slowly walking away. 

"STOP! PLEASE!" i yell at her once again but she still continued. i ran up the stair and saw a small living room. in the middle of the room was a table surrounded with seating cushions. Korra appeard and set two cups of tea on the table and sat down. her hand made a gesture for me to sit as well. i followed her order and sat across from her on my own cushion. korra lifted one cup to her mouth and took a sip. I started at her emotions flowing through me like the mississippi. her calmness was no effect.

"i would try to control your emotions but perhaps its a good thing to allow you to let it all out now. Im sure you have many questions. But allow me to ask one first. How are you?" she looked at me amused. Her smile never faded and although my emotions were not settled i felt relieved with her , what seemed like a promise, to answer my questions.

"how am i? HOW AM I?" i swallowed, closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "im crazy, confused,... scared" i said the last word in a whisper. admitting my fears is not easy for me.

" all is normal, i can't expect you to be good with everything and no one should. The killer part is you don't even know everything yet." she took another sip of tea.