As I pondered why the hell I passed out so easily, I soon stumbled (literally) upon the source of the voices. It was FlyCraft and WindStorm.
"Oh my gosh, EnderSight, are you okay?" WindStorm hurridly asked. I nodded drowsily as I felt nauseous.
"Urgh... what happened?" I asked tiredly. The world was starting to spin, but I kept telling myself that it was nothing, that it was a lie. It was one of the side effects of healing, since I didn't fully understand my powers yet. My blood turned from it's regular purple to the color of human blood, a sign that it was healing.
"You've been out for hours! We were thinking that you'd gotten yourself captured or something!" FlyCraft said. My eyes widened, and I glanced up, and I confirmed it once I saw that the moon had gone from its place in the middle of the sky to the west horizon, and the sky had streaks of pinks and oranges cutting through its once navy color like bullets. The hurried movement caused me to tense in pain. I groaned.
"Yeah, more on that later. I was ambushed by mobs. I think they know about me." I croaked, my voice becoming sore. As we walked back (not before getting a reminder from WindStorm that this was the second time they saved my sorry ass and that I would have to pay them back later), the walk coated in awkward silence from deja vu, I was eventually able to move on my own. Though I wasn't all the way back to normal, since I was tired, it was good enough. Once we walked back into the clearing, though, our awkward silence was demolished by the three Demis asking questions."I'm fine, I'm fine, okay? I just need some rest." I said irritably, kicking up a random stick in the ground and twirling it around in my fingers as if it was a dagger. I sat down on a log by the fire we set up (there were, of course, spells to make sure that the smoke was undetectable), and everyone else sat on their own respective logs. Commence a long and insanely painful awkward silence.
"So, you going to tell us what happened?" Calvin said, twiddling his thumbs for lack of things to do. "There's no point saying you tripped on a rock, unless it was on the edge of a very narrow cliff, but that wouldn't make sense, because-"
"I was ambushed by mobs." I stated simply, cutting him off. "I'm worried that Hatsnii might have sent them." The Demis' eyes widened, then they nodded in understanding. They looked so stupid like that, that my sarcastic, snarky, arrogant asshole side came out.
"You know that you guys look really stupid, right?" I questioned, a smirk/grin thing sketching its way onto my face as I raised an eyebrow questionably. In turn, the three of them turned to glare at me as WindStorm and FlyCraft made themselves comfortable, FlyCraft summoning two bags of popcorn (I don't even know, but I think that's something all Spirits can do), one for herself and one for the blonde sitting on her left. I quietly snickered.
"What? It's true." I continued. Calvin suddenly grew a grin of his own. I looked at him without turning my head, only tilting it to one side.
"That's whatcho mom said last night!" He proclaimed, his voice ending in a shout. At this, I smiled as everyone else cracked up.
As we kept chatting, since we decided to travel at nighttime, we figured out that we had a lot in common and got along really well. For example, Calvin loved making 'your mom' jokes, Jason could go with the flow of things really well and liked to produce music as a hobby, and Austin could make really good comebacks. We hadn't even realized we had talked the entire day away until dawn came up again. Since we didn't want to risk giving Hatsnii another twelve hour period to track us down, we decided to take our chances and travel at daytime.
I don't think I've ever made a mistake so big.
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-Oooh, what's going to happen? Has Hatsnii caught up already? Who knows?
As a side note, I will be making another book soon as an extra to explain what happened three years ago. It'll be called 'MyStory Extras: Three Years Back'. Go check it out!
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MyStory Book 1: A Cursed Destiny
AdventureMy blonde hair gently floated in the breeze. My broad golden scaled tail swept back and forth as I glared at her, my crimson eyes twisted with hate and anger, my pupils were slits, I could tell. I've never felt so angry, but it felt... amazing. "Who...