QUEEN OF DARKNESS | HENRY MILLS [3]

XIV. annabeth

Chapter Status: Edited.

"Don't move."

Izzy's soft voice seems to relax Anna, and she rolls up her shirt slightly to reveal the very poorly healed scar. It may be sealed, but the mark is now a dark purple which ombrés out to a red, covering half of her stomach, and incredibly swollen. Izzy noticeable cringes looking at the scar, Hell's Messengers must have healed it with dark magic, naturally, which is dangerous to mortals.

Izzy places her hand over the darkest part, which is where she assumes the wound had been, and hovers her palm only centimetres above. Her eyes close and a stream of white energy dances in water-like motions towards Anna's bruising. Anna's eyes close in anticipation, but her face relaxes as the cool energy seeps into her skin.

Sandy and Chloe watch from either side of Izzy, but slightly behind, as the swelling quickly goes down, and the bruising lessens to nothing. Izzy smiles, opens her eyes and stands, stepping back as Anna runs her hands over her skin, a smile on her face. The colour begins to quickly rush back to her, going from being nearly as pale as Izzy to having her full colour back.

"I need to learn how to do that," Sandy smiles in awe.

Izzy laughs lightly, "I see light energy in you, a pure soul, having done nothing wrong. Perhaps one day you can."

"How can I get magic?" Chloe asks childishly.

Sandy and Izzy both laugh.

"You may wish for it now, but it can be both a blessing or a curse. However, you are not any less in this quest, they all need someone as positive and bright thinking as you are. You have magic inside of you, Chloe."

Izzy places a hand to Chloe's shoulder, and a warm feeling rises in Chloe's chest. She has always wondered if she is not worth as much as the others, but perhaps she is worth even more.

"And I know Caleb definitely thinks so," Sandy winks.

Chloe's cheeks turn a dark red.

"I must hear all about this later, but perhaps we should get going, let me quickly get changed," Izzy states, walking into the centre of the room.

"Get changed into what?" Chloe asks innocently, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

Izzy smiles before waving her hand, the room's temperature suddenly drops as a cyclone of snow and ice seems to come straight from the ground. Despite its menacing appearance, it has a soothing sound, it not being nearly as loud as it looks. Once the cyclone subsidies, the cold and damp air resumes its normal temperature, and Izzy now looks completely different.

She now stands with her hair tied up in a high ponytail, a white strap across her chest, leading to her back, where a sword made of ice hits. She wears a plain, white, short-sleeved shirt and a pair of black jeans, her makeup minimalistic. Despite her simple look, the three cannot help but stare at her in awe for a moment, she is absolutely beautiful.

A knock on the door takes them out of their daydream and Emma enters. She smiles at them comfortingly.

"Are you all ready?" she questions.

The four all exchange a quick nod of approval before following Emma out of the room and downstairs. The living room is full of chatter, some having small arguments, some having more serious discussions. Peter leans against the front door, his arms folded, looking around the room as though he is listening to everyone's conversations.

Anna glares at him, despite everything he has done for Tahlia since they went to Neverland, and even before, Anna still blames him for everything. Had he not kidnapped her and unlocked the darkness within her, perhaps things would be different. Yet again, perhaps this had all been prophesised, and maybe Peter had readied them for Tahlia's true darkness.