Lost Hope

FOUR

“Here is the library sweetie.. Knock yourself out” I smiled at Mama then turned around, my eyes already searching for the right section I walked up to a shelf and read what it said Weapons.

“Not this..” I mumble I then went to the next shelf and read what it said Historee “No this either” I sighed it would be hard to find the right book, shelf after shelf… Word after word, Stalf, Healing, Stories for children, Historee of the Storm Syrens. That section made me stop if it was Historee why was it was not with the other Historee books? Curious I picked up the book and smiled it would be nice to know more about Storm Syrens. Putting it on a table nearby I move to the other shelves Herbs and their properties, Magic-when I took a closer look it was just all about how to control an unlock your power, it took an entire book case up due to the amount of Magic there was, Families through the ages. I do remember something about Papa saying that I should study some families so I myoswell get some books of those. Grabbing a few all old and new I placed them with the only other book I had got the search was going on longer that I expected hopefully I would find the book I want soon the next shelf I went to was songs, the other was instruments… I had dreamed of learning to play the Xaphoon but sadly I would not have the chance moving on I finally spotted the shelf it had many small books, maybe over 100 I picked up the first book Moste Commen Majkic keind. The spelling was old but it would be nice to read it, going over to a chair beside the table with the books I open it Moste Commen Majkic Keind in brackets there were the words saying (End How to Recognize Tham) I turned to the next page, it had the list of each Magic kind: Flyte of birds, Swamp wanderer, Water Pixie, Dream spirits, Cloud Gazers and more on the next page. smiling I placed the book down then returned to the shelf and looked at the few other books some of the books were about where to find them; not how to recognise them I did get a good stack of about 20 books about the magic kinds and how to recognise from what I had looked at there were over 100 Slightly Weak and Slightly strong kinds put together some of them aren’t mentioned only the well known ones with accessible info. There was at least 50 Strong kinds and about 25 potent. They had also mention the powerful and dangerous kinds (8 in total) with all the books I wanted I picked them up and lumbered over to the door used to enter, using my feet i kicked the door open, the walk back to my room didn’t take long but it felt like ages when carrying over 20 books back with you a knock on my door could be heard just as I placed the last book down on the pile, “Coming!” I called and made my way to the door and opened it to come face to face with Jazz “Oh Hey Jazz!” I said with a grin he smiled back at me

“We are going to do some training now and dad wants you to join in” I sighed I could not avoid it forever. I gave him a nod

“Just let me get changed” He smiled and shut the door turning around I went to the pile of discarded clothes that I was given for my birthday pulling out the top and leggings that they had given me along with the book pulling the clothes on, grabbing the sneakers with socks i quickly pulled them on and opened the door to find no one, Jazz must’ve left already grinning I ran down the stairs; nearly bumping into Mama “I‘m going to training” I told her as I side stepped around her she laughed at me and called out as I ran

You will enjoy it!” I could see Jazz; He was standing by Mama’s garden of flowers I ran past him heading for the fields that I knew they Trained in, Jazz quickly caught up to me but stayed in pace with me since I was younger than him and had not known that I was going to train soon; luckily Papa Had made sure that I was pretty fit all through my years with my new family. I skidded to a stop. The fields were different there were mats dotted around the place and a senior ‘warrior’ as we were to call them was standing in the middle of each mat cluster.

“Girls over there Boys over here!” A male warrior called pointing to each side of the field I paused by the man and question was ready to spring out but I knew it was disrespectful “Yes little Girl?” he asked looked down at me I glared up at him my question decided to come out at that moment.

“Why have you separated Boys and Girls?” I asked with a steady voice. Jazz Scenting the Danger tried to pull me away but of course the man had to be stupid to answer

“Because Little girl, Girls are weaker than Boys” the man said this with an air of conviction without thinking I thrust my hands out at the man as if something would happen the man laughed “Is little girl trying to hurt a big guard like me?” he mocked I screamed out in frustration the string holding the stone Papa had given me snapped and the stone fell to the ground useless, as soon as the stone fell away from me the wind started to pick up; the man stared at me horror stricken “Your eyes!” he gasped fear was written all over his face “They are white!” the steady stream of people had broke up, most of the Senior warriors rounding up all the new kinds that were just starting today while some took off somewhere. I didn’t care, the man had insulted girls we are NOT weak we are DEADLY. Rage had consumed me I could barely see any faces of people I loved, like Jazz, all my attention was focused on the man, the Sky once a beautiful blue had become dark, rain clouds were quickly gathering fat raindrops were starting to fall, none on me as if the storm was not willing to let me get wet, a voiced yelled out from below me “LOOK OUT!” I looked down to see Jazz his face overwritten with fear, not that I cared at the moment I soon found out what the ‘Lookout’ was all about a bolt of lightning his my hands that were still thrust out in front of my, A warm tickling ran up and down my body, I giggled It tickled, the Bolt of lightning did not hurt me I looked back at my hands a pulsing orb was in my hands it was the energy of the lightning that I had absorbed. I laughed throwing it up into the air and it falling back down into my hands, the wind was wild pushing at everyone below me. But to me it was a soft trickle of wind if I was to feel my my hair it would be flying everywhere like the picture of the Storm Syren. I laughed again as I threw the pulsing orb into the air once more Descend I thought wanting to go onto the ground, surprisingly the command worked I landed lightly on the ground I then looked around and was surprised to see the fear in my friends and families faces I frowned I was only having fun but I was scaring them? I remembered flicking through the book about Storm Syrens it had said once the powers were unleashed not even the Magic Dwellers necklace would bring it under control, only once the Storm Syren themself had calmed down would the stone be able to help. Sighing I breathed in, why I had got mad over what the man said was beyond me; maybe it was because when I had first started to go out and about trying to make friends many of the boys ha laughed and told me I was weak my temper flared up once again but with the thought of my friends being scared of me stopped me of wanting to do anything with my powers. Slowly the sky cleared and the wind dropped the pulsing lightning was still in my hands… I could not send it back because I had absorbed what made it really lightning grinning I walked over to the man that had insulted girls “What do you say now?” I asked startled that my voice sounded like it was wind but the words were hearable. The man gasped his eyes were wild with fear

“Don’t hurt me!” he cried “I’ll be kind to you and the other girls!” I grinned

“I won’t” I said with a soft smile with look at the pulsing orb I sighed and closed my hand, opening it I found that I had absorbed the rest of the lightning. Grinning I closed my eyes and looked back at the man he slumped and sighed in relief but then said

“What are you?” it was half in wonder and half stupidity. I laughed, and could not stop Jazz came running up to me alarmed

“What's wrong?” he asked I grinned up at him

“He asked me what I was” I laughed again louded gaining everyone's attention once I had calmed down I glared at the man “You a Senior warrior should know what I am!” I said Slightly annoyed that he did not recognise the Storm Syren eyes or powers some people in the crowd murmur in agreement Jazz gasped in mock horror and spoke up

“You don’t recognise the One and only Storm Syren?” he asked people gasped behind us and I turned around and nodded

“That right people!” I yelled “I am the Storm Syren!”