The Phoenix

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

Mac's POV

I was woken up by voices talking right outside of my room. I had come home, showered, and ended up falling asleep. Stiles had been locked in his room, and Noah was asleep in his.

"I have to, Dad." Stiles said, and I heard Noah sigh.

"You don't Stiles, we can help you." Noah said back. I climbed out of bed and walked to the door. I was curious, but also terrified to see Stiles again. I put on the big girl pants and opened the door.

"Don't have to what?" I asked, leaning against the door frame. The two men looked at me, surprised to me see out of my room. Though, only one of them knew why I would hide.

"I'm going to Eichen house." Stiles said looking down.

"The mental facility?" I asked, and Noah nodded, "Why would you go there? You're not crazy Stiles."

"I need to. I can't hurt anyone else." Stiles said and gave me a pointed look. I closed my mouth, unable to respond to that. Maybe it was a good idea, but something in my gut was telling me it wasn't.

"Noah, I'm gonna spend the night at Melissa's, if that's okay with you." I said and he nodded his head. He and Stiles headed out the door and I pulled out my phone to call Scott.

"Mac, what's up?" Scott asked.

"Stiles and Noah are heading to Eichen house. They're checking Stiles in." I said and I head him sigh.

"Okay thanks, I'll talk to you later." Scott said and hung up. I'm sure he was now heading up there. I went back to my room to grab some clothes when my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID to see my aunt.

"Meet me at our spot." She simply said and hung up the phone. I wasn't really in the mood for training, but it gave me something to do other than sulk in my misery.

When I arrived at "our spot" or in other words the big ass stump where I was almost crushed by the earth, Helena was already waiting. She sat crossed leg, moving around a orb of like like it was a ball. She had her eyes closed like she was concentrating.

"How are you doing that?" I asked, intrigued. Her eyes opened and she held the fire orb in her hand. I examined it. It was the size of a rubber bouncy ball. The fire seemed to circle around itself. It was a lot like the fireballs she had taught me to make and throw, but more controlled.

"With control. When you learn to do this, you can learn to control your inner flame. It took me years to master this." She explained. I watched with fascination as she transformed it into a arrow. "You can turn your flames into any shape you want, any shape you need."

"I want to learn to do that." I confessed. She stood and walked a few paces away from me. She turned toward me with the fire arrow floating in front of her.

"Throw a fireball at me." She said and I choked on my spit.

"What?" Why would you want me to do that?" I practically yelled.

"Just trust me. Do it." She said and I sighed. Whatever, she asked for it. I closed my eyes and let the power rush through me. When I opened my eyes, my vision was orange. I visualized the fireball and it formed in my hand. I tossed it toward her like it was a baseball. I watched as the arrow shifted formed in front of her to make a shield. It blocked the ball of my fire.

"No way!" I yelled amazed, "Teach me that!" She chuckled.

"In fair time, child. First you have to learn to make the ball." Helena said, walking back to me. "I want you to sit down and close your eyes."

"More meditation?" I groaned. I knew it was supposed to help me but I hated it. I would sit and let my bad memories fill me. Relive the pain.

"Focusing your pain is the only thing that will help you with control." Helena pointed out. I knew she was right, but reliving trauma was not something I enjoyed doing.

"Okay, fine." I muttered sitting on the ground. Moments like this I hated being a Phoenix.

"Close your eyes." She said in a soft, whisper like tone. I followed her instructions. "Picture it."

"Picture what?" I asked.

"Picture the reason for pain that I can see hiding in your eyes." Helena said, "Picture it and let the pain fill you."

I did as she said. I started remembering the night I lost my virginity. It was like I was watching it happen on a screen. But now couldn't picture Stiles, but the Nogitsune. I could see his empty eyes as he cried. I couldn't breathe as I remembered comforting him. It was like everything moved into slow motion as he leaned to kiss me. I could feel my heart in my throat as I saw the two of use removing our clothes.

"Yes that's it." I heard Helena say. I shook my head. I'm not doing this.

"No!" I yelled and opened my eyes.

"What the hell Mackinzy? Do you know how much power I could feel coming off of you?" Helena yelled as I stood.

"I'm not doing that." I said, collecting my stuff. "I'm not doing this anymore."

"Yes, you are." She argued back. I just shook my head and started to walk away. Helena grabbed my arm, I quickly pushed her off.

"Don't you touch me!" I yelled, my vision quickly turning bright orange. I could feel the flames surround me. "Don't you ever touch me again!" I stormed away, feeling full of emotion that was fueling my flames. Thankfully she didn't follow me. I couldn't handle this training anymore.

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