Fairydust

First Encounter

One day, there was something different, I was not alone. There was someone else.

All of a sudden, a silhouette sliding through the darkness. My breathing caught, it was still a shock to me, even after a month of same procedure, but nobody had noticed, since I was always covering myself in blankets at night, I had always been quiet.

I hyperventilated, shaky but fast breaths escaping my mouth, trying perplexed to get away, to stand up, to do something, but my hand were jittery, my legs had long given in and didn't seem to listen, the only thing I could do before the figure entered my view was to crawl to the end of my bed.

The person reached my bed, I couldn't see the face clearly, it was covered with shadows, illuminated by the dim night lamp on my bedside table. He slid onto my bed, sat down next to me, covered my mouth with his hand, his movements swift, leaned in, delicately trying to shush me. I swallowed, tried to get the lump in my throat away, tried to lean away, tears streaking down my cheek, my shoulders shaking in silent sobs.

He looked around, saw the closed door of my room, corners of his rosy lips tugging up in a sly smile.

His hazel eyes quickly scanned my room, although I didn't know what he was searching for. I tried to get his answers out of him, my eyes pleadingly looking at him. What are you doing here? Who are you? Why are you here?

He just peered at me, the smirk still plastered to his lips.

I failed at the attempt to pull his hands away from my lips. I couldn't even hit him. The moments I was glowing were my weakest, my body just didn't listen to me. I could light up a fire and no one would notice, I could influence the electricity, a person if I wanted to, though I never did willingly, but at night, I was useless. Couldn't even move on my own accords. The tips of my fingers had got cold, though my body was burning.

I bit down on my bottom lip, swallowing, trying to ease myself.

"You can control that", the first whispered words leaving his mouth. He pulled his hand away, laying it onto my hand. My rapid heartbeat skipped a beat, my eyes going wide again. I couldn't react, couldn't even pull away my hand, my hands felt limp.

"Concentrate" he muttered, gesturing at his hand with a small movement of his head. He made a minuscule movement with his index finger in which he drove along my hand to the top of my middle finger. The light of my hand immediately dimmed down, my eyebrows shooting up, goosebumps covering my arms.I breathed a 'wow', looking up at him again. Meanwhile, my sobs had quieted down, my heart was still racing, my hands still trembling, but after seeing what I had tried to do for the past weeks had caught me off guard. I swallowed, wetting my lips. Now I could find the strength, my body would obey, so I pulled my hand away from his grasp, hugging the upper part of my body, hiding my hands in the process. "Who are you?" My voice sounded hoarse, even after clearing my throat. "What are you even doing?"

He seemed surprised at me finally being able to pull away. "I am Raziel, but I like Razz more." The sound of his voice was the only thing that cut through the silence we sat in."I am sitting here, talking to you, as you can see" he said amused. My brows furrowed, the corner of my lip pulled upward, I was grimacing disbelievingly.

I stood up, preparing to use my powers to my advance for the first time. I bit down on my bottom lip again, concentrated on the power flooding through my veins. I could do it, I could do it, I could do it. I turned around, lifting my arms in a quick gesture. Now, shoot.

Sparks illuminated the room on their way to Raziel, he was covered in blue, moving light, couldn't move. I had captured him. My hands were still stretched out. My whole concentration was on moving him. The insides of both of my hands turned up, my hands were moving upwards instantly, shooting him higher into the air. I stared at his eyes, his gaze seemed to pierce through me. I smiled. Sparks were radiating from my hands, directly heading into his direction. He gasped as they made contact with the skin of his hands. I laughed.

"I don't intend to hurt you if you're going to tell the truth." My voice was silent, but even, commanding. "I'm here to teach you if you'd let me go." He said, his voice sounded calm, but out of breath. "I promise, I won't do anything to you if you let me go, I will just teach you on how to use your strength, I saw you the other day. You are just trying to hide. I can- I can show you on how to use your strength properly." He added.

"What if I don't want to?" I asked."Do you want to glow like this every night? Don't you want to understand why this is happening to you?" he demanded. Shoot. I blinked a couple of times, gritting my teeth. I lowered my hands, setting him free, knowing that he could do anything to me now, that he could attack. He fell down onto my bed again. The glow around him stilled to a minimum, but with a gesture of his right hand he extinguished them completely. The room was only lit by the little lamp on the bedside table.

"That was quiet good!" he said."Let's meet again, Angel. Let's meet again." He studied my features and was already out of the room, going out the same way he obviously came in, through the window.

'He said Angel', I thought, although I didn't remember telling him my name.