MyStory Book 1: A Cursed Destiny

Chapter 12: Dejá vù

-This will include Ender language, a language that is like EnderSight second language. Since she's fluent in it, I will be putting the translated version at the end. Fortunately, it's only for one paragraph. Thanks!-

We tread quietly but quickly in the forest, knowing that more people would be willing to help fight at daytime rather than nighttime. It was pretty peaceful, and we only almost got mauled by wild animals once. We refused to stop except for very short breaks, as in two minutes, and traveled until nightfall.
I kept my senses on high alert, knowing that anyone could jump out at any time and kidnap us. We'd put up a fight, of course, but eventually if there were enough people, we would be forced to give in. Everything was quiet, except for the occasional rumble of thunder every once in a while that would make me jump. As I walked, I suddenly felt something cold and wet land on my left arm. I jumped and spun, my bow at the ready. As I watched the woods, I felt another thing touch me, this time on my right shoulder. I looked up.
"We're going to need to stop soon." I said, my voice slightly cracking due to lack of talking.
"We can't. The rain could be a signal." Jason replied without so much as glancing at me. I sighed. Jason and I had been arguing all afternoon. If only I could tell them who I actually tell them who I was, but it would only complicate things. I needed them to get my friends to safety, then I could talk to Khattee and work something out.
Suddenly, I heard the sounds of lightning. And really close by, too.
"Jason, we need to stop NOW." I said as more of a command and less of a request. He must have gotten my message, because he sighed.
"We'll stop until the storm passes, then we need to keep moving." He concluded with a tone of finality. I sighed in exasperation, but didn't argue.
"Us three are gonna go hunting, so look after yourselves, okay?" Calvin said, probably slightly irritated with Jason and my bickering, and headed straight off into the woods as he unsheathed his sword. The other two followed him. FlyCraft and WindStorm both sat on stumps, facing away from me.
'This is just like that dream...' I found myself thinking as I took off my sunglasses, looked at my boots and kicked at the ground, glancing upwards every once in a while. The clouds swirled threateningly, the shades of gray mixing together like a blender had done so and then stirred some. It truly was a beautiful sight, and I found myself lost in it, too busy tracing the patterns with my green eyes to notice the blue electricity beginning to build. WindStorm and FlyCraft were talking about something, but I was using their voices as white noise as I thought about things.
Eventually the two other Spirits got up and set up a simple camp, but I can't remember when they got up, because when I brought myself back to the OverWorld for a couple seconds, it was already set up. My eyes scraped over the two Spirits near me. It's surprising how much a couple years of isolation can really wipe away most immaturity. In fact, there was one time when I had gone almost completely mute. Of course, WindStorm decided to go to a festival shortly after, so I reluctantly went along with her and FlyCraft. Over time, I started opening up to people and losing my muteness.
"You okay EnderSight? You look worried, and your Ender eyes are out." WindStorm's voice jerked me back to reality. I smiled lightly and blinked, ensuring that my eyes were back to green. I guess at some point during my thinking my Ender eyes (purple eyes) came out. She's always cared for the people close to her, and the lightest of the trio by far, FlyCraft coming in second.
"Yeah. Just thinking. I guess I got a little lost in thought. Don't worry about me though. I'm fine." I replied nonchalantly, nodding. Her eyebrows furrowed, and then one cocked upwards, making it clear that she didn't believe me.
"You sure? You're pale. Like, paler than usual." She questioned. I nodded again, making her shrug. She sat down and faced me. I started realizing that this was like- no, it was EXACTLY like my dream. Like, identical. This exact clearing, that exact camp, this exact situation all happened just before-
I turned away quickly and hugged myself. My hands were trembling, I was sweating like crazy, and I bet you anything my pupils dilated and shifted to my dragon eyes as my disguise started failing. Ex, ex, ex, this couldn't be happening! Eu noch o, Why didn't Att piece ef together earlier?! Kachooit ka! I nie et kachooit dechika, HootsnakoAkkii! Att kachooit koo eu noch opls'!
"EnderSight?! Talk to me!" WindStorm ran over, spun me around, and started shaking me. I gasped, and shoved her away from me.
It happened in an instant. Just after I shoved her away from me, the lightning struck. Me. The force of the blast slammed me against a tree, and I heard earsplitting cracks as my vision blurred and pain overwhelmed me, a pain so great I almost passed out from the pain. From what I could see, there was blue running down my arms, sending a small shock wherever it touched. It was like electricity. Blood started running down my mouth, and I started coughing like crazy.
WindStorm screamed as her diguise failed from shock and terror, her voice sure to draw the Demis back. FlyCraft froze from shock, staring at us wide eyed as her diguise started to fail as well, and her skin became brownish black all the way up to the chin as she started trembling. Here's the thing we didn't care about exactly at the moment that happens with everyone, weak and strong. If (our diguise isn't on (for some) and) we feel a strong emotion, the stronger it is the more noticable our magic is. And I was pretty damn sure our magic was pretty damn noticable from the terror the three of us alone were feeling.
Sure enough, the Demis charged into the area soon enough.
"What the hell happened?!" Calvin demanded, his voice risen in panic as he saw the state all three of us were in, his eyes widened. Austin looked at my fingertips, his eyes widening as well. We couldn't see Jason's expression, but we were pretty sure as hell he was in the same panicked state his male companions were in.
"Blue lightning, Calvin. Blue lightning." Austin said, looking around quickly as if trying to find a way to help me. My vision started fading as I choked more and more on my own blood. Austin's eyes suddenly traveled to my face, and he completely panicked. By the way, that is NOT something sorcerers normally do. They're trained to stay calm in panicky situations.
"Oh shit, she's the Dark Spirit?!" He yelled, and raced to my side, using his magic to try to keep me alive.
"EnderSight, listen to me. You're going to be alright, okay? EnderSight?! ENDERSIGHT?!" He yelled as my vision faded to black, I went limp, and closed my eyes for the next who-knows-how-many years. Well, my dream was close.

-Just a side note, the dream EnderSight had was the Prologue. As promised, here's the translated version of the flip-out paragraph! I also checked my veiws today and WE'RE AT ONE-FLIPPIN'-HUNDRED GUYS! YEAH! Okay, I'm calm now.-

I turned away quickly and hugged myself. My hands were trembling, I was sweating like crazy, and I bet you anything my pupils dilated and shifted to my dragon eyes as my disguise started failing. No, no, no, this couldn't be happening! God damn it, Why didn't I piece it together earlier?! Fucking shit! You are a fucking genius, EnderSight! I fucking hate god damn dreams!