Eclipse Rising

Old friends ~Chapter 16~

My skin is burning, stinging, a throbbing erupts in my brain, my bones snapping, scales and fur pushing through my skin,

But I stay in human form. I look down and gasp, my brain trying to grasp what is going on.

My body is still in human shape but everything is different and no skin is visible. I'm almost completely naked minus a small band of thin black clothing around my, uh, important areas. My left leg is covered in white fur and my right is my multicolored mermaid scales. My left arm is cover in large silver dragon scales- minus my hand- and my right arm- minus the hand- is covered in fire. My left hand is made of flowers and vines while my right is made of clear blue water. My torso is made of polished cherry tree wood. I knock on it and it sounds hollow. Awkward...

My hair is a light lavender purple and floating around my head. My hand reaches up to my neck and on the right side of my neck. It stings like a bee when my fingers run over it. I conjure a mirror and look to see a moving tattoo. It looks like an intricate swirl that keeps moving like the wind.

My hand travels to my face and I feel my teeth have lengthened and sharpened out to points. My hand travels up and I feel my high cheeks bones of my elf form and my skin is extra soft. When my hand reaches where my ears should be, I feel nothing. I quickly start to pat my head and feel them on top of my head... But they feel furry and pointier... like cat ears. My hands then reach to my back and I look over my shoulder. I feel two large angel wings but one is warmer and tickles my hand slightly. I look and see it's on fire but still in the shape of an angels.

I feel the blackness trying to take over but I push through and find strength within myself. "Hi." I say, my voice laced with a slight giggle. They just stand there, their stares full of awe, fear and pride. I start to feel uncomfortable.

"You're the prophecy! But so is the King..." Bray mutters to himself. "That mean your his-" He cuts himself off and stares open mouthed at me. His eyes wide, mouth on the floor, and pure shock written in his eyes. "We have to take you to the King!"

"But my family!" I counter and he grins.

"Well, the King will just have to come here!" He exclaims determination clear in his eyes, and a dare present in his voice.

"Fine!" I sigh. He smirks in triumph at me. "Aw, fuck..." I sigh, frustration setting in as I realize something.

"What?" Jesse asks.

"If I'm the King's mate hen I won't be able to train and become a rouge hunter and tracker, damn it!" I curse and punch the wall behind me. I try to reign in myself and my anger so I don't beat the crap out of my friends. I run to the training room, my anger and frustration fuming. I forgot I was still in my all form as I run by the people.

"Bliss?" A small voice stops me in my tracks and my anger starts to diminish. I look to my left and see the small form of the missing princess, Christina. I let my human form back and grab her into a huge hug.

"I'm so glad you're okay! Do you remember anything? Do I need to explain anything to you? Did Jesse or Rose already explain? I sure hope not because they would get it all wrong. They may be older than me but they aren't as mature. We are all only a few hours apart so they aren't that much older but whatever." I ramble on. I hear a small giggle and pull back to look at Christina. "Don't laugh at me Tiny!" I pout, using our old childhood nicknames.

Right as I say Tiny, her eyes glaze over and she goes limp. I panic and use my powers to look into her mind and see what she's seeing. I watch as she grows up and goes through her terrible two's. I watch us playing together and then that horrible night comes. I watch, unable to do anything, as the man sneaks into her room and injects her with something. She goes limp and he takes her back out the window. I watch as she is abused over the years. As she is beaten, stabbed, whipped, starved, frozen, and drugged. I feel frozen and drain as I watch the memories seep back into her mind, as she remembers everything.

I feel my heart lift as I notice she was never raped or sexually abused. We both pull out of the haze and I find we are in a white hospital room. The same one I got my check up in. I look over to see another bed pushed close to mine. My hand is gripped tightly in the occupants hand.

Christina.

The memories flow back and I feel the tears welling up. I watch as her eyes flutter open and instantly meet mine.

"Oh, Tiny!" I sob and feel the tears leaking out of my eyes. A single tear rolls down her cheek and soaks into her pillow.

"I'm sorry you had to see that, humming bird." She sighs and I fervently shake my head.

"I'm glad I did." I reassure her. "Now I know what happened to you there and then." I squeeze he hand and she burst into tears.

"Please don't tell anyone! I don't want them to think I'm damaged and used!" She sobs.

"I swear on my life I will never tell anyone without your permission." I vouch to her, truth ringing through my voice.

"Oh, thank you!" She sobs happily. I smile back at her and squeeze her hand affectionately.

"Anything for my best friend." I smile to her and swing my leg over the edge of the bed. I stand and start to walk out of the room. I look back and see tiny getting up and following me. I open the door and my nose is attacked by the delicious smell of my mates. One scent smells of vanilla and Christmas trees and the other smells of cinnamon and chocolate covered strawberries. I practically moan at the smell. I take a deep breath of it and my eyes close in ecstasy.

"Christina!" A deep voice yells from down the hall. I start to feel light headed so lay back down on my bed, my scent still pulled in out of habit. Two pairs of loud, running footsteps come running down the hall and I start to feel more and more comfused. There's only one King. The smell gets stronger and two people burst into the room.

It isn't the King. Just two men that have his smell. they're two warriors but they were my other best friends.

They pull Tiny into their arms and I feel the self draining from holding in my scent. I let it go and feel my eyes droop. The room rumbles with the force of the warriors growls. I force my eyes open and look to the two men in front of me. I smile and breathe in the alluring scent on them.

"So beautiful. The King will love her." They whisper together. I giggle and let my eyes close again. I snuggle into my pillow and start to fall asleep. As I drift off, I feel two pairs of arms wrap around my waist and squish me between them.

I fall asleep, a small smile gracing my lips.