Wings Of The Foretold

Murderer

 Dark memories of that terrible night clouded my mind. I froze and she froze. I felt my hands begin to shake uncontrollably as they dropped back down to her lap. The drawing of her Mana into me slowed to a trickle, but I stayed frozen with my mouth to her throat, not daring to move.

 “I can still stop this.” I thought. 

But it was too late, the memory of that evening was too strong and I couldn't hold it back. My whole body was shaking now, my throat seemed to close up and my stomach clenched into a hard knot. My whole body was shaking now, tears started to stream down my face and a heavy pain began to press down on the center of my chest.  

"What's wrong?" she breathed questioningly. 

I was about to pull away when I felt another click, her third eye chakra, how? How is that possible? I wasn't making contact with her third eye, and I was still drawing from her throat chakra, two at once? That's unheard of.

 I quickly pulled away from her to break the link from her throat, only to find my connection to her throat wasn't broken. Two golden tendrils of auraic energy were reaching out from my core, one stuck to her third eye and one on her throat. My breathing became faster and more unsteady, I tried to get words out but choked on them, making them into incomprehensible sounds. I needed to tell her what was happening, it seemed as if she couldn't see them planted into her chakras drawing energy from her in blue and purple spirals down the cords that were stemming from my center. 

Then the flashes of vision came. No No NO! This couldn't happen now, not right now, i couldn't lose it like this, i didn't have time for an episode. I was drawing from her and needed to stop it. 

The flashes came in and out. Me and May in a dark room, her eyes and mouth pouring blood, her face frozen in a soundless scream, then back to the plane her looking at me confused and slightly worried I couldn't stop the flood of memories and to my horror I realized she was experiencing them with me. Somehow my aura had linked our conscious minds, I could feel what she was thinking, feeling and I watched her recoil in horror as she picked up on my increasingly panicked and dark thoughts. We were reliving the night I murdered an innocent woman. 

I was six years old again, sitting on the floor in my nursery, the rays of the setting sun streaming in low from the large bay window that overlooked our little town. Back then I thought my dad was the king of our town, and in a sense he was, but at that age I didn't realize how little control he really had over his own people. Our people, the Fatu, and the half bloods that lived with us, in our own secluded land. I had received a belated birthday gift from my mother early that morning when a doctor from Leroy’s staff stopped by for my annual checkup.

 I wasn't afraid of the Anu then, and wouldn't be till later that year. The Anuka doctor was a sweet old man, one who was once a human that was changed due to his expertise in medical knowledge that made him an asset that the Anu didn't want to lose. He drew my blood, did some reflex tests, and sat in and observed my feeding while I was hooked up to monitors. At the end of our visit he handed me a beautifully wrapped gift with a green and gold bow, from my mother. 

I was elated. I ran out of the room giddy with joy and unwrapped it as soon as I stepped into my nursery. It was a set of model planes, and I didn't hesitate to start assembling each one of them. It took me all day, but at the end of the day, I had finished all three, and was running around the room with paint and glue still stuck to my fingers, pretending to be a pilot trying to outrun a growing storm.

 I had been so preoccupied all day that I hadn't remembered to feed, and no one had been sent. The planes had taken up all my attention and i didnt even realize how hungry I was till she walked in. Her smell was that of warm bread, and honey and I immediately stopped my playing as she came up to me. She had been told by the head maid to find me and put me to bed for the night. 

I didn't know, I couldn't have known that she wasn't sent to feed me, that she had just left from a suprise encounter with my father who had already taken from her, how could i have known. I ran up to her giggling and smiling and jumped into her arms. She caught me and laughed as she rested my tiny body on her hip. As she turned to take me to my room i snuggled up in her arms and made a link with her heart chakra.

 Its green and soft mana spilling into my core. I was so empty from going the whole day without a feeding that I pulled from her even after she had crumpled to the floor. I didn't understand what had happened, why the mana flow had stopped even though i wasn't done yet, and hadn't pulled away. So being a child, a stupid, and ignorant child, i pulled harder and harder untill i was hit with a strong burst of energy that pushed me back. 

My skin began to glow so bright and radiant that it filled the room with a brilliant golden light. It was beautiful, and I felt amazing, like I could really fly if I wanted, I put my arms out to my sides and ran in circles pretending I was flying into the sun. Then the light faded, and the room was dark, very dark. I looked over to see the woman's body lying still on the floor, hunched in a sickening and unnatural position.

 It still hadn't dawned on me till I heard an ear splitting scream from the doorway. Her daughter found us, she was a maid who had come to clean my nursery and was instead given the site of her mother's cold and lifeless body lying at the feet of a six year old boy, the boy who had taken her mother's life. I looked back at her body and became overcome with fear, powerful and unrelenting fear. I tried to back away but my foot caught on one of my planes and I fell back crushing it underneath me. 

I covered my ears but the scream wouldn't stop and from the floor I could see the woman's face, her mouth agape, her eyes glossed over with death, and the ear piercing scream seeming to come not from her daughter, but from her.  She knew. May knew now, knew who I was what I was. A monster, a cold blooded murderer who had taken pure bliss in an innocent human's death. 

 Someone who giggled at the incredible feeling of having all of someone. Not realizing what he had done, till it was far far to late. Tears streamed down her cheeks, I watched the realization of what she saw dawn on her, watched emotions of pain, anger, and disgust wash across her face and then, pity. Pity for the helpless, weak, and ignorant child who had murdered, and I hated her in that moment. 

Hated her for her pity, pity I didn't deserve 

"you didn't mean to" she whispered

 "no" I tried to say, but I choked on my  sobs. 

Watching as symmetrical tears to my own ran down her cheeks. It didn't matter if it had been an accident. If i hadn't known what i was doing. I had killed her, I had taken not just her future away, but the future of her whole family as well. I was a murderer.