My eyes fluttered opened when strong arms held on to me. I don’t remember falling asleep. I looked around to see a large house, one that towered over me. I flinched back into the arms and looked up to deep blue eyes evaluating me.
“Are you okay?” He asked and I nodded. Was I ok? I felt physical fine but my mind was racing. I hated not knowing who I was, or what I was capable. According to that prophecy I was only capable of evil things. “No you’re not, I can see it on your face. What did that prophecy say? You never explained.”
I tugged at my curls. “I kill people…the prophetess told me I was evil, that I shouldn’t be on the earth. I start a war, Elijah…I start everything.” I buried my head in my hands. I couldn’t do all those things she said, could I? I thought that I was good, but I ba
