Lost Hope

FIVE

“I think we should mix up the groups,” Papa said as he looked around at everyone that was still staring at me in wonder “Lizbeth here has just shown us how strong a girl can be” a few people nodded the man that I had threatened earlier nodded and added on

“If we had mixed groups it would benefit everyone” he squeaked with a quick glance at me I have a hunch that he was saying that out of fear, I grinned at Papa then looked around at Jazz; he was staring at me in a new light; probably only now realizing how different we actually were he shrugged at me when he caught me staring, he was as stumped as I was why they hadn’t done this sooner.

“What happened here?” A quiet but authoritative voice made everyone's head turn. Papa got down on his knees and whispered

“Elder Jack, Leader John,” he said with deep respect Elder Jack - our old leader nodded while Leader John looked around the scene

“This wasn’t any storm” he said his eyes from everyone’s windswept look, his eyes lingered on me looking me up and down, his eyes focusing on my hair that probably looked as it had just been brushed out, his eyes then changed from his dark brown eyes to a light blue my mind flashed back to a page I had gone through, he was a Cloud gazer, they could sense if the weather was done by magic or was natural. It was an okay power but Storm Syrens also did that, with their senses so strong they could usually pinpoint the person. Once his eyes turned back to normal He grinned “We have been Blessed with a STORM SYREN!” he opened up his arms as if he was expecting for everyone to cheer he laughed slightly “I reckon the Storm Syren is an adult female, by the power that was unleashed” he continued to grin around at everyone who was listening with interest or with dislike. Jazz frowned and glanced at me

“But Leader John, Liz-”

“Lizbeth is a cloud Gazer like me,” he said with a dismissive air a few people who had just witnessed me nodded seeming desperate for him to be true the guard I had startled did not speak up but did not agree with Leader John. I smiled at Jazz “It’s okay Jazz” I whispered “People will soon find out that it is me soon enough” he glanced at me alarmed with a wink I twitched my fingers hoping what it had said in the book was correct, my thoughts were focused on keeping my eyes the same colour they usually are to keep away suspicion, a soft breeze rushed past me startling many of the people around me; it was actually quite easy to control if you had read the books that surprisingly went into great details on how to keep your power under control though it never really mentioned how much you actually needed to keep your temper in line. Jazz’s head snapped around to look at me ‘Did you do that?’ he mouthed I gave him a quick nod then turned back to Leader John he was looking around with a look of desire he then looked up at the sky “not many people know this” he said “but I the Cloud Gazer was to ‘breed’ with the Storm Syren” it would be a higher chance of their offspring being Storm Syren's” I felt the blood rush out of my face I glanced at Jazz he looked pale and drew me closer, luckily Leader John did not notice, Should I really call him Leader John? I’d rather not call him by any name, he is obsessed with power. I clenched my fists in Anger. Papa would be a better leader I sighed as he continued “I will make the Storm Syren my wife” A few people gasped John took it as if they were admiring his courage; he was to busy looked into the sky as if A Storm Syren would descend from the sky with a glowing look at him, many people turned to look at me Papa was suddenly standing beside me

“You have to show him that you are the Syren” he whispered in my ear “He will still try to wed you when you turn to the age of 18; you must stop him before that” I gave Papa a tight smile

“I’ll be back soon” I promised then ran off, nearly bumping into John but he ignored me I ran down the path that I had run along with Jazz, down our path to the door and inside I nearly ran into Mama “Mama!” I cried “You have to help!” she stared at me with worried eyes “Please Mama Use your power of the Silver” She gasped and stared at me then nodded

“What person?” she asked I hesitated

“An older version of me,” I said firmly “Make her the age of him a bit younger” she nodded but then Frowned

“Whos him?” she asked I shuddered then sighed

“Leader John” I replied she nodded then closed her eyes, her appearance changed quickly, from being unusually tall to a medium height her short hair grew to her waist, and changed to a vibrant orange-red, freckles appeared when she opened her eyes instead of the grey it was a green; my own eye colour smiling she turned around and picked up something and looked at me “Dress in this” she whispered placing a white cloth over my arms nodding Stepping out of my training clothes I pulled on the cloth which turned out to be a beautiful dress, bending down I took off my sneakers and socks, I would go bare feet. Running back I stopped and stared at Mama she was wearing the same dress as me; with no shoes “Right Mama” I said with a grin looking over her ‘You will claim that you are a Storm Syren I will make sure he becomes convinced; your name will be Eliza” the name sprang out of my mouth before I could stop it. Mama smiled

“Yes and?” I nodded shaking off the strange feeling of saying something about my unknown past.

“John will want to marry you that's when I come in” Mama Snorted in disgust

“That Snobby Leader?” she asked I giggled and nodded

“Let's go!” I said running outside and waiting for her Closing my eyes I raised my arms “I will fly us there!”I called to her, not letting her answer I jumped, The wind surrounded itself around me I could hear Mama’s Shriek of fear as she was hoisted up, Higher I thought about bringing my arms down and then raising them again, Fields I thought again to the wind a separate breeze seems to curl around my neck and stay there, Mama soon go used to the feeling and was relaxing in the wind; I somehow knew without looking at her. The fields were now below us, Without waiting I started to lower Mama hoping that when she was going down that she looked graceful and like what a Storm Syren would look like. Gasps and yells came from the crowd, I looked down and smiled Mama looked like a true Syren, John came forward as soon as she landed “Miss…” He trailed off waiting for her to fill in her name

“Eliza,” She said with a soft smile barely hiding her disgust in John “And you are?” He jumped up

“I am John Leader of this Small village” she smiled at him with what he took to be a look of adoration he held out his arm “Please show us some of your extraordinary power!” he asked Mama Nodded and lifted her hands Quickly I thought Make them Float everyone started to float up but not higher than 3 meters from the ground, Mama Flew higher than them though to make her look powerful gasps of admirations could be heard I then flicked my hair and sent a wind message down To Mama that only she would hear and understand Make it a storm Mama dropped her hands then called “A storm will come!” she called closing her eyes she spun around, as she did that I threw my hands up and a bolt of lightning flew from my hands touching nothing but clouds instantly crowded together, dark and heavy with rain, throwing my hands down the first fat raindrops fell from the sky; thunder rumbled I waited for a few seconds before whispering “Light up the sky” A bolt of lightning streaked past me down to the ground and striking and the ground another one struck my hands and let me absorb it. There was now a Lightning orb; bringing it up to my lips I whispered a few words “Let Mama Touch it” dropping it, I watched it float down into Mamas open arms she caught it and did not let surprise come onto her face as it did not hurt her, Quickly she threw it up into the air, Knowing what she wanted I threw my arms wide open and everything settled down quickly the Orb flew up to me and let me suck the rest of the energy. John smiled at Mama “Young maiden I ask for you to be my Wife” she then frowned

“No,” she said coldly “I already have a Husband” John stood up and glared at her

“Tell me who it is and I will Kill him so you can be MINE!” he snarled lifting his hand up to strike her knowing that nothing would be better than this I let the wind drop me down; catching me before I hit the ground “Stop” I hissed my voice sounded like violent wind “everyone has seen who you really are… you are no longer the leader of this Village” I was sure that no one knew who I am so I used it to my example “I The Only Storm Syren in existence Will appoint a new one” John Glared at me

“A 10-year-old?” he snorted Someone in the crowd called

“Careful she’s a Syren” John laughed cruelly

“When she is old enough she will wed me,” he said arrogantly with a flick of my hand a single bolt of lightning struck down on top of John, he promptly fell to the ground.

“He is not dead” I whispered “Only knocked out” I then turned to look at Papa “the new leader of this Village will be Eugene” after that sentence I turned around and flew off to get changed so I could come back, with no one realizing who I was and what I had just done.