Conjured

Chapter 15 - Home Time!

The next few days pass quickly as I work out and get invisibility under control. I spend my days constantly in the gym, avoiding Henry and Emily. I know it's silly but I'm scared Emily will ditch me too.

"Last day Willa" A voice says surprising me as I'm about to throw a knife at a target. I drop the knife and see Emily there in a nice grey suit. "Yeah just thought I'd get some last minute training in before my dad comes to pick me up," I say grabbing my water bottle and taking a sip. "I'm off to a meeting with the council about your mission after the break. They're expecting Blair to be back when you return so we can get you into final training. Before I go in... I just wanted to check if you're sure about England? It will be highly dangerous Willa even for someone of your strength" Emily warns. I look at her for a second before responding.

 "Emily I need to go there and make a difference for the conjurers. Since I've been here I've only caused problems and I want to be able to help rather than hinder" I answer. She nods. "I understand that Willa, but you're young and going to England won't be about hiding and picking off random Hunters. It's going to be a war Willa and I just want you to be sure of your decision" She says calmly. "I'm sure Emily. I want to stop the hunters from killing people like Henry's mum" I say decisively. "Very well then. I need to head to the meeting now but have a wonderful Christmas Willa" She says pulling me in for a hug. "Thanks Emily I will. Have you tried talking to your Dad about Christmas?" I question. She sighs and shakes her head. "It's not worth the argument it will cause. I'll just send a card like I do every year. Anyway I must go now, see you after the break" She says heading out the door. 

I look back at my target picking up the knife. I take a deep breath and throw. 

Bullseye.

Throwing knives is too easy for me and I decide to grab some different weapons. A spear stands out to me and I stand further from my targets. I throw the spear, hard. It slices through the middle of the furthest target. I can't help but grin at that.

"Damn I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of that!" Says a male voice. I turn around to see Spencer. What's up with people interrupting me today?!

"Sorry Willa just wanted to wish you a happy Christmas. My grandma's picking me up today too so I'll be leaving in half an hour" He explains pushing his curls out of his eyes. "Thanks Spence. Sorry about everything that's happened over the past few months-" I start but he puts a hand up. "None of it was your fault Willa. You exposed Giuseppe and by doing so saved me so I'll forever be thankful for what you did" He says truthfully. I hadn't really thought about how much Spencer would've gone through while Giuseppe hid him. It's frightful to think about. He pulls me into a strong hug and I hug him back. Although I barely know the real Spencer I can tell he's a good guy. He gives me a wave and heads off. Looking at the destroyed target I decide to pack up and get ready for Dad.

I head to my room and take a quick shower before packing most of my things. I head back into the bathroom to brush my hair and notice my eyes are still purple.

This is going to get annoying.

I think calm thoughts covering my eyes and trying to even out my breathing and when I open them again they're normal green. A lot darker than usual but they'll have to do. By the time I've finished packing my things there's a knock on my door and there's my dad.

Richard Starr. His green eyes so similar to mine are filled with joy as he picks me up in a bear hug. "We've missed you so much Willa. There's so much to explain when you get home!" He says putting me down. "I can't wait for you to explain this" I laugh gesturing around the Camp. He laughs and nods. "We didn't want to tell either you or Alessio as kids but I'm sure you remember when he went on a six month exchange to the USA a few years ago right? Not really an exchange" Dad laughs. I nod remembering being so sad as my lanky brother walked out the door. He'd returned six months later looking stronger and more confident. It made a lot of sense now.

We walk through the halls reminiscing on our way out and pass Henry who gives me a small smile but keeps walking. My dad snorts in disgust. "I'm glad they've stopped that boy from mentoring you. Any son of Giuseppe Massarotti should be removed from the camp altogether after the stunt he pulled with you" He growls. "Henry is a good person Dad. He helped me get used to living here and has been a good friend" I defend. I don't know why I'm defending Henry considering he no longer wants to be friends but I can't help it. I wish my Dad could see him as the amazing person he is rather than the son of a revenge-driven psychotic. "I wouldn't trust him Willa. The Massarotti's are known for their treachery. But anyway enough of that, lets get you home!" He says pulling out his classic Dad grin. 

The car ride home is short but I wish it was shorter. When I walk into my house I receive massive hugs from my mum and brother. They all want to know about what happened at camp. How I survived against Giuseppe Massarotti. From their questions I suspect they don't know what I am and I'm suddenly unsure if I can tell them. I say that I would like to head to my room for a bit and they all smile kindly, letting me rest. 

When I get into my room I drop my bag right away. Mark is sitting on my bed but he looks so different. He's grown taller and thinner. His eyes are darker than usual and have purple rings underneath them. I realise right away why Giulia wanted me to stay away from him.

"It's been too long" He says with a small smile. I see something orange flicker through his dark eyes. This confirms my suspicions.

He's becoming a Conjurer.