Sorcery [p. parker] || DISCONTINUED

SEVEN - SMOKE AND FLAMES

Ever since she woke up, the ache in her head wouldn't die down. Maybe part of the reason being that she was being too stubborn to rest – rushing to the library to do research on medieval times and ignoring her boss's protests – and that she hadn't eaten since lunch. It was past dark now. Although, she did steal Peter's burger and coke as she passed by him in the Stark Tower; she ate only a few bites before forgetting about it. But the pain of the headache didn't stop Eliza from reading book after book, and doing searches on the library's computers.

Sometimes the sharp, piercing pain would come back and for a split second the young Stark would get a snapshot of the vision she had seen from before. This caused her to stop what she was doing and hold her head in her hands until the pain subsided, until she could start working again; she was very thankful the library wasn't busy, because she would be getting weird looks from other people if it was. Eliza grunted as it happened once again, squeezing her eyes shut as the image of the blonde man in chained metal popped up again.

Eliza was about to go back to reading about the medieval times when there was a tap on her shoulder. She glanced behind her and quickly noticed the middle aged man, glasses on his head and a suit on his body. An eyebrow rose as they stared at each other for a second.

"Yes?" Eliza asked, not even flinching at the simple word sounding more than annoyed.

The man pursed his lips together at her attitude. He took in a breath before speaking, "We are about to close, miss. I suggest you check some books out if you plan on it."

Eliza nodded, turning back around as the man made a move to leave. She quickly gathered the books around that she decided was needed for researching and turned off the computer she had been using. Then, she walked up to the desk where the man was and used her library card to check out the books before stuffing them into her bag and leaving the building. By the time all of that was done, and as she walked down the stairs outside, another sharp pain occurred – this time an image that was completely different than the one she had seen on the subway.

It was a short vision of two men talking; all the Stark girl saw them mouth was 'war', everything was hard to determine from the way their mouths were moving. One man was the same blond haired, blue eyes guy that was on the horse with chained metal. Yet this time around, his clothes were fancy and a crown sat on his head. In front of him stood a darker skinned man in raggedy clothes, seeming annoyed with the other. And in a flash, everything was over. Eliza stumbled down the last few steps before just standing there, hand on her forehead as she was even more confused than ever.

"What the fuck," she mumbled in confusion, glancing around her.

Eliza's eyes landed in front of her, the brunette narrowing her eyes as she noticed the same black haired woman with pale skin form the subway staring straight at her from across the road. A smug smile took over the strange woman's features before stepping into the same type of portal Eliza can make to get from place to place. A scowl morphed onto Eliza's features as she realized who the person was, body becoming tense as anger filled her.