Charmed Again (Part 2/3)

Chapter 13

I leaned over the sink and washed my hands. Today was going down fantastic.

I looked in the mirror and my heart skipped a beat. I whirled around. My hand lit up and was sparking with lightening.

"Who are you?" I snarled crouching forward.

The man was wearing the same tunic as he was the last time we met in the bathroom. His cape hood was up. He gently pulled it down to show his face.

"Please I will explain when we get back home. Just come with me, Mordred has already travelled to this era. It's only a matter of time before he completes his quest." The man told me.

I let the lightening disappear from my hand. I stood well away from him, leaning close to the sink.

"What do you know about Mordred?" I asked.

I stared at him directly in the eye.

"I will explain when we-"

"No tell me now. I'm not going anywhere with you." I interrupted him.

He sighed to himself.

"I didn't want to do this." He said to himself in a quiet voice.

He lifted his head up and he had a stern look on his face. He threw his hands in my direction. Then I looked down at my wrists and chains had wrapped themselves around them. He pulled at the chain and fastened them in his hands.

"I told you I will make you come forcefully." He said with a regretful look to his eyes.

I was panicking now. This was going to be like last time. I knew that the swirling portal would appear. There was no way I was going into that thing.

God knows where it led.

"Let me go!" I shouted struggling to break free.

"I'm sorry." He said softly.

Hell no.

I gripped the chains and swirled them around my wrist. I then yanked at them with all the strength I had. The man came with them and fell on one of the sinks.

I picked him up by the scruff and flung him against the wall. I held him close up against the wall, so his face was pressed against the cold brick. I put one of legs between his so he couldn't try and move.

"Chris!" I shouted.

Moments later Chris and Wyatt burst through the bathroom door. They saw me and the position I had the man. Chris's face was full of surprise and amusement and Wyatt's face was still with shock.

"I think we need to talk to this one."

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The man got flung backwards. This was the sixth time he had tried to escape. But the crystals wouldn't let him pass.

"Who are you?!" I shouted to him.

He tried to get through the crystals again but they flung him backwards. My arms hurled forward as the chains were still around my wrists.

"Listen there's no point in escaping because you're not going anywhere. So just tell us your name and take the chains off of my friend here." Chris warned him with his arms folded.

Friend? Since when were we friends?

The man got up. He stared at Chris and then at me.

"My name is Rowan." He replied.

"Okay Rowan, you wanna tell me why you're trying to get my friend to go through a portal with you? And why you're calling her your Queen?" Wyatt asked stepping forward.

Rowan just stared at him. Blankly. Amazed.

"My liege I'm so sorry. I am trying to fix what she has done. To you, to us." Rowan told Wyatt.

"Alright cut the crap now. Take the chains off of her." Chris ordered.

Rowan turned to him and glared.

"I don't take orders from you. My Queen, my Liege, you must be vigilant with this one." Rowan told me and Wyatt.

"Hang on a-"

"My Queen." Rowan began cutting off Chris. "I never wish to take your privacy away from you."

"Well that's kind of rich considering you've attacked me twice in a public bathroom don't you think?" I sarcastically asked him.

"Just take the damn chains off of her." Chris snapped.

Rowan debated for a moment. Then with a simple click of his hands, the chains disappeared from my wrists.

"Thank you." Wyatt said.

I rubbed my wrists. The chains had left red marks on my skin from when I beat up Rowan in the bathroom.

"Why don't you go put some water on those." Wyatt stepped forward.

I dropped my wrists and shook my head.

"No it's not necessary. I want to talk to Rowan." I replied.

I walked closer to Rowan in the circle of crystals.

"Rowan, where are you from? Or when are you from?" I asked him nicely.

He just sighed. Like he knew that this would have happened but he still didn't want to tell me.

"I'm from Camelot." He said with his head bowed.

My jaw dropped.

Camelot? Camelot? It's real?

"Okay why have you come from Camelot?" Wyatt asked.

"I wish to discuss this no further. I need to take her back to Camelot so she can fix what has been done." Rowan announced straightening up.

"Well you have no choice but to discuss this because you're not going anywhere." Chris said.

"Besides why do you need me to fix whatever has been broken? Get someone else, someone from your own time." I told him.

Why is it always me.

"You are the only one that can fix it. Everyone else in Camelot has tried but ultimately it comes down to you. I'm sorry but you made the mess in Camelot. You must fix it." Rowan explained to me.

Hang on. How can I do damage in a city I didn't even knew existed?

I didn't want to hear any more of this. I pulled my hair out of my face. I turned around and walked out of the attic.

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I made myself a glass of water. I stood by the sink, pressing against the edge.

Everything has to happen to me. First I was a reincarnation of a psychopathic bitch with a freak of a boyfriend and now I've apparently destroyed Camelot. Great.

I heard the front door shut and the sound of girls laughing and chatting. I went to go and see who it was.

When I came into the hallway I knew what it was. Melinda, Payton, Penny and Patty were all in the hallway laughing and giggling.

"Hey, did you enjoy school?" I asked walking towards them.

"Yeah. We spent most of it decorating the gym for the dance tonight." Melinda answered.

"Come on let's go get ready. It starts at 7." Patty announced.

All the girls filed upstairs. I was left alone. Fantastic. Melinda and the others were going to the dance, I wasn't talking to Wyatt, I'd never spend the night with Chris so that left me to think about the horrible thing I done to Camelot.

What could I have done that could possibly destroy Camelot? Then something clicked in my head. I put my glass down and then ran upstairs to get my copy of Camelot.