Jet and Jade | Black and White 1

Chapter 12: Jade

She wanted me to ride her?! How was I supposed to ride a human-- no, infernal?

Jet grinned creepily and I shivered.

She grabbed me with her arms and took off into the sky. I squealed and nearly screamed but she paid no heed, only holding me tighter.

"Stop!" I squeaked.

She went faster.

"Stop!" I shouted.

She suddenly stopped, making my head bang into her shoulder.

"Ow!"

"You told me to stop."

She kept flying, faster and faster. I wanted to vomit but I hadn't even eaten anything.

It was like on a rollercoaster, but multiplied by a hundred.

"STOOOOOOOOP!" I screamed.

"Shut up, Jade!" Jet called over the wind, riding the currents in it.

I was scared for my life. We were two hundred meters up in the sky. What if Jet dropped me? What if I fell out of her arms? What if...

Jet stopped and my chin banged into her shoulder.

"Ow..." I whined.

"It hurts even more for me, you know," Jet said.

She kept flying, making sudden stops and accelerations.

"I feel sick," I groaned.

"Don't worry little sister, you'll grow to enjoy this," Jet told me.

I think her words was meant to reassure me, but I only felt worse. I was going to "grow to enjoy this"? Did that mean this was going to happen to me every day or worse?

Jet gracefully landed on the pale blue ground of Uranus. I vomited on the ground.

Jet looked at me worriedly.

"It's time for lunch, Jade..." she said.

"I... can't... eat... anything..." I moaned.

"Then you can rest inside while I eat," Jet said and marched inside determinedly.

A long time later, she finished eating and my stomach growled.

"I'm hungry, Jet..." I said.

"Well, lunchtime's over," she said matter-of-factly. "Training again."

"What?" I cried.

"That's what you get for not eating during proper times," Jet replied, dragging me to the training room again.

I sighed sadly, thinking of the food I should have had.

"Now, use your light powers," Jet said in the dark room.

I made light shine into the room but Jet shook her head.

"That's not what I meant, Jade," she said.

I looked at her in confusion and made the light go away.

She smirked at me and flipped the light switch, making light flood into the room.

"I meant this," she said and raised her hands.

Shadows rolled into them and she molded the shadow without hesitation. I watched, entranced, as the formless darkness turned into a head that looked an awful lot like Arva's. I gasped.

She looked down at her sculpture when I did so, and looked surprised at what she had made. She continued molding the shadows until the sculpture of Arva had a body and wings.

Then she raised her hand as if to break the sculpture.

"No! Stop!" I cried.

She looked at me, confusion in her dark eyes.

"Can I have it?" I begged.

She sighed and put the sculpture into my hands. I grinned.

"Now, your turn," she then said. "Put it down here." She patted the black metal table and I sighed, then complied.

"How do I do it?" I asked eagerly, wanting to know how to make a beautiful piece of artwork like she could.

"Call for the light," Jet said quietly, her face emotionless. When she saw my confused face, she added, "Draw it from the ceiling, the air, the sun, anywhere you can see your element."

When I still didn't understand she sighed and stood behind me, wrapping her hand around my wrist and guiding me to call for the light. I gasped as the light came to my palms. I could sense that Jet had smiled softly from behind me.

"Mold it," Jet told me.

I stroked the light in my hands until it slowly became a flat piece.

"What do I make?" I asked quietly.

"Anything. Anything you're drawn to."

I tried, but the light in my hands came away as a lump, and nothing more.

"Try again," Jet whispered.

I did my best to turn the the light into that one thing. That one thing that was always in my head. I could not describe it, believe me, I had tried. I had tried to ask Jet what it was, but I could never do it.

I let the light fall away.

"You should never give up, Jade. You failed your first trial. Training is over, dinner will be in thirty minutes," Jet said quietly and went away.

I swore I could hear a hint of disappointment in her voice, and it was laced with sadness and regret.