The Source Keepers ✔ [Currently Editing]

Chapter 19

*KC's pov*

With another sharp sting, the blade was pulled out. Immediately, whatever...thing i had turned into subsided and I felt myself falling down. With a thud, my back hit the ground and the Fox landed next to me. Three people came running to me. I was breathing so hard that my eyes were blurred. "I will get you one day, Sparkle. I mean it." I heard him say, and still blurred, saw him disappear. I slowly pushed myself up and stood. "Hey, you alright?" Greg touched my shoulder. I pushed it off, but a ball of fire narrowly missed his arm. "Don't touch me." I said, and started walking, but a boom pushed me back to the floor. "One way or another, I will get rid of you Sparkle." said the voice loudly. Greg, Nate and Leo looked at me in worry. I didn't meet their eyes and after a second I closed my eyes. I thought hard of my room and felt a whoosh. When I opened my eyes again, I saw that I was back in my room, huddled in a corner. Sad, all I could think of what Black Fox had told me.

After a while, I was thirsty, so I went to the kitchen for a drink of water. While I was filling the glass, Nate came in for some reason. "Oh hey." he said, but I didn't reply. "Are you alright?" he asked, putting his hand out to my shoulder. "Stop." I said, he pulled his hand back. "What's wrong?" he asked me. "You saw what happened...back there. I couldn't even control myself, Nate. I didn't even know I could do that. I need to go..." I said and tried waling out. But he blocked me. "Talk to us...Kiara." he said. Something burst inside me. The room lit up with fire. "I CAN'T TALK TO YOU! I CAN'T BEAR TO SEE YOU GUYS GETTING HURT!!! BY ME! I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU!" I screamed. Nate cowered back. "What the heck!" the other two came running. "I'm sorry. It's better if you guys stay away from me. I can't hurt you." I said, and teleported myself back to my room, fell on my bed and cried and cried.

Normally, I never do such things, but i couldn't hold it in further. Every time I open my hands, a ball of fire would hurtle out, and it would break my heart if I hurt my friends. I knew I had to stay away from them, only to keep them safe. From me...