Chapter 10, A Link to the past and a link to the reason

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Max's POV

It's getting late and I'm hiding in a tree. My escape didn't go as unnoticed as I hoped it would so I'm stuck here for a while.

I ripped a piece of my shirt off to tie around the wound on my leg, which still hurts. My headache is getting slightly better but it's still there and it's super annoying. My hands aren't on fire anymore but feel as if I had just touched a hot stove except without all the pain. I guess I'm immune to that kind of stuff now? I don't know. I just wish things would go back to normal. I sigh as quietly as I can and put my head in my hands. But... it never was normal was it? These powers couldn't have just appeared out of nowhere.

I think about it but I can't come up with an explanation. The best explanation I can think of is that we're... ugh, what was the word? Um... I guess the best way I can explain my groundless theory at the moment is that this version of us... isn't the original...? I don't have any proof for this, but it's the best I can do at the moment. And now I'm bored.

Watching the night sky is beautiful yet boring. But I could barely see anything in the light thanks to that horrible headache, how am I supposed to find my way back to the group in the dark? So, the only thing I have to do is either sleep or read the journal. Sleeping is going to be impossible with the pain in my leg, so reading it is! Thank goodness I can use the moonlight to read.

This journal was obviously written a long long time ago and it's hard to make out what it says, but I think it says,

"Day 1,

I appear to have found supernatural creatures.
They're a lot like us, but also nothing like us.
They seem friendly enough.
They tell me their purpose is to protect their elements and powers.
There's 10 of them and they all work together,
but it seems they do not know eachother well."

Huh? There's several pages ripped out...

"Week 12,

I now know the mysterious group's names and backstories,
most of them are quite sad.
But I cannot say them here,
I made a promise.
I wouldn't reveal the information I learn about them or their powers to anyone,
And they'd give me a power.
I know I won't control any elements,
But I'm excited to see what I'll be able to do.
This is so exciting!"

"Day 1, 2nd time

Apparently,
My power is I can be reborn just like they can.
But unlike them, I remember.
I remember my past life.
They don't remember me, their backstories, or their own names.
Just their powers,
And their lives,
— ———-.
I suppose it's okay for me to write about this now,
Since they don't remember the promise.
Or even know I'm writing this.

I didn't have a twin brother in my past life,
But now I do.
I was a girl with blonde hair in my past life,
Now me and my brother are special and unique.
It looks like—————"

Darn it! The stupid page is ripped here!

... one more page. Then I'll go to sleep.

I skip far ahead in the journal until I come across an interesting looking page. It's harder to make out what is written on this page than the others. It's obvious it was written in a rush.

"Life 15,

I hate this.
I want this to stop.
I know the ———- are immature,
I know they don't remember me,
I know they don't care about me,
I know their only purpose as ———- is to protect their elements and their powers,
But I hate this.
I guess this is why they forget everything each time.
So —— —-'- ———— —- ——.

I want my 'power' gone.
I don't want this curse anymore.
But I don't know how to get rid of it.
My power will pass on to each of my kids,
And they'll remember everything I remember.
I haven't been reborn,
I've been passing down my memories.

I have a theory.
Maybe, if I can get them to —— — —— ———,
I can use —— ——— —- be normal again.
But who am I kidding?
They wouldn't do that.
I'll have to take them myself.

By force, if needed."

I feel myself tense a little at the last couple lines. There is no way this is good. No way this will end well. I think I have a good idea of what was ripped out and unreadable, but I hope I'm not correct.

I close the journal and hug it to my chest while taking deep breathes trying to calm down. Freaking out isn't what I need right now. I need to be calm and find the others. I take a final deep breath then close my eyes to let sleep consume me.

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Hello everyone!

I decided to start hinting at a few things,
But I think I may have given too much away. It doesn't really matter though.

While what I was hinting at gives an explanation for something, it doesn't spoil what's going to happen later on in this book.

Also, sorry for any spelling errors.
I'm too lazy to go back and search for them.


I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and I hope you all have a good day/night!

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