Darkness Prevails

Chapter Four: Powers

Chapter Three: Powers

Zuniper awoke as she normally, would, eager to face the day-she went to get out from the under the covers but she soon discovered to her utter amazement, that she was floating against all logical physical possiblity. She was levitating a good two or three feet off her bed, her arms and legs floating awkwardly-she supressed a scream for help-her parents would be no help anyway. She pictured herself on the floor-and not so gracefully she fell onto her bed. There was a great sound of wood splintering, and somehow the sheer force of her fall, had spilt her solid oak bedframe in two. She chewed her nail and dressed for the day-contemplating how she would tell her parents, and what she would tell them had happened. Although she decided ultimately, they never do come into her bedroom-it could stay well hidden for years and they'd never know. Zuniper grabbed her school things and headed out the door-without saying a word to her parents at all. 

The walk to school was quiet, and dreadful-it had begun to rain a few minutes into her walk-and the bus was late so she couldn't take that. By the time she reached school she was drenched and her make up smeared. Well at least she wasn't so abnormally beautiful now she reasoned with herself. Her wet jeans made it an odd walk to her locker where kept spare clothes for times like this. If only her car wasn't in the shop. Kenzi was at her locker already-along with Nexis. 

"Hello doll!" Kenzi cried happily. Forever talking in different eras. Today it was the Lucy O'Ball era. 

"Hello Kenzi." Zuniper sighed. 

"You're all wet. Why didn't you ask Nexis for a ride?"

"I don't know...I didn't think about it." Zuniper answered. "How was your night Nexis?"

"Fine, lonely but fine." Nexis said  winking. Kenzi got the wrong idea and immediately started squealing.

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod You guys didn't!"

"We didn't do anything last night Kenzi."

"Well we kissed..." Nexis corrected Zuniper, "We walked under the stars in the park and talked."

"How romantic! Zuni, why didn't you tell me? I am your best friend! Right?"

"Of course, I just had a lot on my mind last night, now if you'll excuse me I have to go change."Zuniper gathered the clothes in her hands and walked off to the nearest bathroom. She changed hurriedly and hurried to her first class. Kenzi had saved her a seat in between herself and Nexis. Zuniper gratefully accepted her place in between them just as the teacher walked in. Kenzi groaned and went to get her book...the talk between the two yesterday seemed to have no change in her attitude towards the class.

Mr. Lankford stood and started writing immediately on the blackboard, his chalk a blur of white. Kenzi groaned and paid attention for the most part-what had Lankford said yesterday? Zuniper  was surprised, and jealous that Mr. Lankford had gotten through to Kenzi, faster than she ever could. What did he do exactly? Zuniper heard someone say something, she looked around and the room was silent besides the sound of chalk against slate. 

God Kenzi is good. She tastes delicious. God can't wait to do her again

Oh my God! Zuniper thought, Those are someone's thoughts I'm hearing, but whose?

I'm a teacher, I shouldn't be thinking about her this way

MR LANKFORD!!! Zuniper thought to herself. More importantly Zuniper realized she could read thoughts. Zuniper started hyperventilating, why hadn't Kenzi come to her? Why hadn't she reported Lankford yet? Kenzi had been raped by the teacher she idolized and Zuniper didn't know what to do, or who to turn to, she felt this unquenchable thrist for blood, for revenge, someone had taken advantage of her friend-and they would pay. The bell rang and Zuniper bolted, she texted Nexis to meet her by the gym. Zuniper waited, catching her breath as she leaned up against the brick wall. Nexis came to her,

"What's wrong?"

"I-I can read minds! Lankford-he raped Kenzi! Yesterday when he asked her to stay after class, now I know why the sluts wanted his dentention, that's his form of punishment!"

"What do you want to do?"

"You said we're demons, let's blow him up or set him on fire or something. He took Kenzi's dignity and is boasting about it."

"I really don't think he's boasting-his thoughts were previously private."

"Nexis, please is there a way or not?"

"Of course there is. The authorities think my father spontaneously combusted."

"But that's impossible."

"We know that but they don't, do they?"

"No-so we can set him on fire?"

"From a distance yes."

"Will you teach me?"

"Of course."

Zuniper entered the gym with Nexis behind her, the dummies the students used for martial arts were still out, 

"Show me." Nexis pointed a finger and the dummy burst into flames. 

"Concentrate on what you want to happen-point and it will happen."

"Alright." Zuniper pointed towards a dummy and envisioned Lankford, she thought of him bursting into flames and she willed fire to spurt from her finger. She opened her eyes and the dummy was engulfed in wild fire like flames, high and scorching. 

"I think you're ready. You have a lot of rage."

"No one messes with my friends." Zuniper said simply.

"But you said you hated Kenzi."

"No, I hate the idea of Kenzi, I love her as a person. I just hate that she's a person and not like a cat or something."

"Oh." Zuniper left the gym and went in search of Lankford- he was talking to Kenzi again, Nexis was behind her when he whispered, "Just point and Kenzi will be unharmed."

Zuniper pointed at Lankford and willed the fire she had previously created to reign her wrath onto him. Screams erupted from the man she had formerly idolized and Kenzi didn't know what to do, she was in shock. She wasn't even screaming for help or looking for a possible reason why Lankford was on fire. Nexis high fived her, and they watched as Kenzi ran off in search of help, it was too late of course, Lankford was dead. Zuniper considered doing this to her brother and parents but she decided she would just kill her brother. Justification really, calling her Calla all her life until she was on the brink of insanity. He deserved death. He deserved to live in hell.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Killing Issac"

"Your brother?"

"Yes,"

"Go for it."