The Silver Star

Chapter 3

Four months later

Four months passed after I had that dream. I was still not 100% sure what it’s supposed to mean, but I had a feeling it’s not just a dream. The nights that passed have been filled with a voice teaching me how to use my powers. Apparently, I’m more powerful than they originally thought. So now I know how to use my powers, but what do I do with them?

    “There you are Nyrah!” I heard Aryah’s voice in the distance. I walked over to her and the others.

    “Sorry I’m late. I missed the early bus.” I said once I reached them. It was a saturday and we wanted to hang out in the Silver district.

    I’ve grown close to these three girls. We always hungout after school at one of their houses. I had to avoid questions about where I live, because I couldn’t tell them what I really am. I felt bad for lying to them, but it’s for their own safety.

Or is it because I don’t want them to think I’m a freak and leave? Let’s just go with the safety one, it makes me sound less insecure.

    “Let’s just go!” Kianna said, shifting impatiently in her spot.

    “Right, sorry.” I giggled

    We walked around the mall, talking and mocking people from school. I loved hanging out with these girls, because for a short time, I didn’t think about the mission. I just wanted to cherish the time I had with them. It was peaceful.

Too bad my peace was short lived that day.

    “Hey girls!” We heard someone shout.

Where have I heard that annoying, high pitched voice before?

We looked around and saw Cayla running towards us.

Oh.  That’s right, it’s Clowny.

Everyone groaned and I put on a stoic expression. “What do you want Thorne?” Leona snapped.

“Well, Brighton, I just wanted  to talk to little Nini here.” She gave me her normal sickly “sweet” smile.

“Who the heck is Nini?” Kianna whispered to us.

“Probably Nyrah,” Aryah answered.

Leona sneered at her, “well what if she doesn’t-”

I cut her off, “sure.”

“Sure?” They all shouted in unison.

“Ok, great!” Cayla grabbed my hand, “you three stay here for a minute while we chat.” Then dragged me away before they could reply.

She brought me around a corner into a darker part of the mall. Alarms blared in my mind, a thousand red flags waved. This couldn’t end well.

When did my life become a cliche fairytale?

    Then, she dropped my hand, “I know what you are.” Next thing I knew, I was pinned against the wall by a clown with glowing red eyes.

Oh no. Nonononononono. Bad sign. I always knew she was psycho. Why did I agree to talk to her? No one with good intentions wears that much makeup.

    She wrapped her hand around my neck, gradually adding pressure. “You’re a very sympathetic girl, so surely you’ll understand why I have to kill you.” Her signature smile reappeared.

“You’re a Shifter, right? I hope you understand why I can’t let that happen.” I mirrored her smile. Then, I grabbed the hand around my neck, prying it away. I twisted her wrist until I heard a pop. Cayla screamed in agony.

She sent out an energy surge, throwing me back. I sat up and glared at her, feeling my eyes burn. I stood up, feeling my power surround me.

“Alright Clowny, I’m feeling generous today. So I’ll give you a chance to back down.” I said in a calm voice. I could see my magic energy flowing around me. It’s silver color illuminating the area.

“You stupid guard! You think you can defeat Zaikon? You don’t even know how! Gabriel must be so desperate to have you take him on!” Her voice lost its sickly sweet tone. It sounded demonic.

I shrugged, “I tried.” I shot my hand forward, sending out an energy  beam. She dodged it, retaliating with her own beam.

    Red clashed with silver, neither overpowering the other. We were evenly matched in power, but I knew she wasn’t going to give up until she won.

Well, neither was I.

    “Give up guard.”

    “I’d rather not,” I smirked. Her eyes flashed. In my peripheral vision, I saw silver mist flowing from my eyes.

This game of back and forth is getting old. Time to play my own way.

    I rushed toward her, using my magic to give me a speed boost, and punched her in the face. She looked at me, blood flowing from her nose.

    “You little-” She swung at me with her good arm. I dodged and grabbed it, twisting it so it was stretched behind her back. I jabbed my elbow into hers, successfully dislocating it. She screamed in pain.

I pushed her to the floor, stepping on the small her back. “You may match me in magic, but you’ll never match me hand to hand.” I pressed harder, “and if you ever try to hurt me, or my friends for that matter, I’ll do more then break a few bones.”

“N-Nyrah?” I looked up and saw Leona standing, horrified.

No. Please don’t look at me like that.

    “L-Leona, let me explain!” I stepped away from Cayla. I took a step towards her, she took a step back. I took another step, “Leona, please-”

    “No! Stay away from me you- you monster!” Then she ran away.

    “Not so great now, are we?” Cayla snickered from behind me. I ignored her and headed home. There’s no doubt she told the others, but I didn’t care.

I’m not a monster.

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