Obsius

9

Eight years had passed by and Luna Blackwood was a teenager of sixteen years old now. She had grown beautifully with a wavy dark grey hair above her shoulder with the same grey eyes and she still had the same bandage that wrapped around her arms.

Still the same abyss black with a glittering stars on it like it was used to before. Her skin was still pale as usual and she very hardly to get a tanned skin even on summer.

School almost over before summer vacation started and she always riding a bicycle to school with Ollie. Ollie was her best friend since they were seven years old, the first and the only friend she had.

She never had a girl as her friend because the girls at her school are so racist to her. To them, she was like a demon and very peculiar girl and everyone bullied and ignore her. Same goes as Ollie since he got himself injured and limb for the rest of his life, the children always making fun of him.

But as long as we have each other's back, they will just ignore us. Sometimes Ollie would come to my house to play together but when we were grow teenager, we still do the same thing. Go to the meadow and do homework sometimes, explore into the woods, riding horse together and play by the river bank.

Sometimes Ollie can be really goofy and make jokes and sometimes a little clumsy. But there is one thing though about him, he had asking me a question about my arms. Why I wrapped both of my arms like this? Why the bandage was black and there's a glitter on it? Aren't you uncomfortable wearing that all the time?

So many questions that he asks before but none of these question that I can answer it because he doesn't know the real me, my history and my family. I never tell him about how my family die in the war or any about me being an experiment to a crazy scientist and I refused to tell him that because I was afraid that he will think that I'm a demon or freak.

When I left him without any answer from his question, we were just stay silent and not contact each other for almost a month but since then he knew that he would never get me to answer his question, he stopped asking me and were started to get along well after that. Time after time he just let the questions hanging until he would know when I will ready to give him the answer.

After school, the last day of school and tomorrow was summer vacation, everyone was so excited and went home quickly to enjoy the summer. Me and Ollie, we headed to the bicycle to went home together until a gang of a troublemaker came to us.

Remember David from when we were seven years old and he and his gang bullied Ollie when we were first make friend, that's him by the way. David, Josh and Michael.

Apparently when we grew older, David got himself very popular among girls and one of them was Chloe, the girl who pull out the chair of mine when I was seven. They were boyfriend and girlfriend now. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder among his gang behind him and looked at us like a predator looking to it's prey.

"Well would you look at that. The freaked girl with a limb boy. What a cute and pathetic couple they are?"

Said Chloe with a devilish smug on her face while the others just smirked like an idiot.

"Boys."

David give his order to his friends and they quickly grabbed Ollies arm to hold him while Luna was startled. And started to fight them but then Chloe hold my hands tightly.

"What are you doing? Let him go."

I screamed for them to let my friend go but then Chloe's gripped was too strong for me and I can't fight her.

"Come on David. Let her go. This is had nothing to do with her. You just want me."

"I can't do that because she is your girlfriend beside it would be fun for her to watch you when I punch you in the face."

Then a fist hit on his jaw and he want to fell on the ground but Josh and Michael still hold his arms. I try to struggle and fight but Chloe's nails were deep cut into my skin and she won't release me at all.

"What are you doing? What had he done to you?" I ask them and feeling so useless and helpless now.

"What he had done to me? Well I tell you this missy. Your boyfriend had humiliated me in front of my mates and he started to punch me on my face. And I came here to do the same of what he had done to me yesterday." He continues punching him until his nose and his mouth were bleeding.

"Please stop it. We don't want any trouble. Please let him go."

"If you dont want any trouble, you should though about that before your boyfriend done something stupid to my boyfriend."

Chloe hissed to me and force me to watch my friend being beaten up by David and his friend. Ollie had fall on the ground while he and his friend kicked him without any mercy.

This is can't be happening, they beaten him without any mercy and suddenly my memory went back where my father begged for mercy from the army. I remember about my family being killed like they were just happening from yesterday.

I looked at my reflection on one of the window nearby, black hair with the eyes of a demon, smirking at me and that's where I knew it what will got to happen to me next because it had happened before in the lab from eight years ago.

An energy flowing through my arms and it wanted to be released and my chest feeling hurt in a sudden and I heard a voice coming from my mind.

"Let me help you." She whispered to me.

Her voice sound so foreign to me and it wasnt my voice. A black smoke coming out from my hands and that make Chloe startled and quickly letting me go and called David and the others. I can feel myself started to changing too, my hair turned to black once again and my eyes turn into a demon just like my reflection that smile to me before.

They turned and looked at me with a shocked in their eyes and when the black smoke touches the grass and flowers around me, it wilt and rotten. They started to running away from me.

The smoke doesn't flow faster like it used to be because of the bandage that wrapping around my hands and when it reached to Ollie, his green olive eyes grew wide with shocked.

"STOP IT!"

I cried and when it almost reached to his foot, the smoke finally to flow back into my hands. Slowly my hair had turn back into dark grey and so as my eyes and I fell on the ground.