Relentless

Chapter 87

"With your fire any my electricity we don't need these extra lights, do we?" I said, extending my arms towards the ceiling and drawing the electricity to me. It's odd that such a primitive building has such modern lighting. I grew up with glass lighting. It wasn't until I begin to travel with the Order of Silver Phoenix that I had experienced electric lightning.

Once the hallway became dark, my eyes struggled to see, drowning in darkness. I could only make out rough figures so I was forced to rely on feeling the electricity in her body. Here I'm not at an advantage because Lydia is doing the same with body heat, but maybe I can fool her senses.

The mirrors mess with our vision but we are using a whole new sense all together. I focus my electricity on multiple spots surrounding Lydia and keep moving them around to hopefully fool Lydia's senses as I make my escape.

In order to get back to Peter and Skylar, I'm going to have to get past her one way or another.

I duck down, ready to slip past when I see a small light flicker. Then another a few feet away and another in the other direction.

Lydia is setting off small flares to try to reveal my location without giving away hers.

I froze in terror when a flame lit beside my face, my eyes clamped shut as light suddenly flooded into my irises before I had the chance to adjust. I had to remind myself to take a breath. Almost as sudden as it appeared, it dissipated.

I sank to the floor, keeping myself pressed against the wall. I have no idea how Lydia didn't see me. She is only lightning one spark at a time so I'd expect her to have noticed me.

I couldn't believe how such a small moment could shake me so much, but it did. My heart was in my throat.

With my power activated, it feels like my sister never left me, even if her body is being used to attack me. A memory surfaced in my mind. "You have no need to fear me or my fires. I will never let my fire hurt you. I promise." Ashton had said to me.

How could I have forgotten her words?

A lone tear found its way down my check as I realized that even after her death that Ashton was watching out for me. Someway, somehow, she stopped Lydia from finding me.

I felt childish for lashing out at her for being protective of me. I was foolish to think that I could do this or anything on my own. I wanted so much to be independent back then. I didn't want to rely on anyone  because I was afraid to lose them so I pushed her and everyone away and time and time again.

I was wrong. I couldn't do this alone. I couldn't even fight one person without my sister's help.

Ashton was right to watch out for me. I was naive and she knew it. She wasn't trying to control me, she was trying to help but I was too blind to see that.

I closed my eyes in that moment and silently thanked her, not knowing if she could hear my prayer from where she is now.

I open my eyes ready to avenge her, but how? How can I stop her without feeling like I'm hurting my sister?

Before I can come up with a solution, I sense a presence just past the end of the hallway. It's Peter and I'm guessing that Katrina isn't far behind. If she's in her cat form that will make her presence harder to detect. I pray that Lydia hasn't also detected their presence. Odds are, her skills aren't as honed in someone else's body than her own.

Peter is about to appear around the corner and I know I have to do something and do it fast because he has no idea what he is walking into. Sure, he knows something is up but he has no idea why the lights are out and who is waiting for him in the dark.