I Think I Love You... But You Kind of Scare me (The Academy Series)

-13- Kane's P.O.V. "I Danced with the Devil and Lost"

-Kane's P.O.V.-

I Danced With the Devil and Lost

-Kane, aged 13-

All my life I've known about my gifts. It's always been this way. Ever since we were just learning to walk, Jack and I were having fights using our powers.

As I crouch on the highest point of the tower, looking down at the school by only the night of a full moon, the echoes of lost laughs fill my ears like the hollow sound of a train through a tunnel.

I used to be good but now my soul is blackened.

I place a hand on my chest to where a heart would usually beat. Where the hand was placed, there was nothing but emptiness. I look out onto the rising sun on the horizon and feel my skin prickle from the rays of light. My being can't handle this light, this bright and pure light. Alabek had said so, Alabek knew. Alabek knew everything.

I had danced with the devil and lost. And that was putting it simply. It was stupid. I was stupid. I had been cocky, yes, I had been cocky. I think it was my appearance, maybe my powers, but I was cocky at first. I had girlfriends, many girlfriends. Madame G's school was so big that they never knew who they were. I went through everyone, I was better then Ben Kramer. I broke hearts like there was no tomorrow.

Then I saw her, at the Winter Ball. She had splendor that none of the teenage girls had. She was mature, but youthful, powerful but petite. I wanted her, I wanted her so badly.

And I thought I could have her.

How ignorant.

How naive.

She's light and dark. She's powerful, so very powerful.

And she's manipulative.

She saw my youth and my beauty and she decided to let me court her.

It was easy at first. My little jokes made her laugh like the sweeping winds through the oaks outside. She would converse with me, tell me of her travels and of her loves and losses. Then it got harder. When ever I touched her, which was rarely, it was like pins and needles shooting up my arm. Her power was palpable, so much so that it was impossible to be in a room with her without feeling overcome.

So very powerful.

Then, finally, I had the courage to kiss her.

Oh how naive I was. How did I think I could tame the untameable.

Love the unlovable.

Touch the fire and hope to not get burned.

Our kiss was electric, like pins and needles, yet so much more powerful. It was like a whole constellation of stars had entered me, like a party of a thousand fireworks. Like pure, raw and untameable power.

So much.

Too much.

This was what I had found out when I danced with the devil.

And now? There were a few things I knew about myself.

One, was that that kiss, that one singular kiss had bound me to Alabek for the rest of my life.

Two, that that kiss had stolen my soul. Her power had sucked it up, used it for it's food.

Three, my heart now belonged soully to her.

And four, I was never to leave her side as long as I lived.

As the rays of light grew stronger, I felt the dark wings retract back into my back and felt my own power fading. Now, I lived a life wholly in the castle walls, only leaving to catch the train home and then fly back out to Madame G's with the excuse of staying at a friends.

As I gazed into the sun, I remembered my own powers before I had thrown away my soul.

I had been a controller of light.

Pure.

But now, as my soul had been stripped from my body, all the light had disappeared. And only darkness lay where light once stood.