Heart desired

//chapter 3//

Maybe Daniel was right. This might be a very bad idea.

I was going to teach the girl who stabbed me the scariest lesson out there. When I was exiled from Rawen, there were two rules I had to follow for the rest of my life. 1. Unless I was dying, I couldn't use magic. 2. I could not come to Rawen or I would be killed on sight. I found breaking rule number one over three times, but luckily Daniel was there to cover my tracks.

This time, I told him I would not use any magic. Because after yesterday, I realised something.

Before, when I used magic, I always felt like someone was watching me. I had thought it was someone from my kingdom, coming to deliver the punishment for using magic. I would always urge Daniel to cover up my tracks as soon as possible.

But what if it was not part of the punishment at all? What if that rule was bestowed upon me to keep me safe from something? What if he was the one who was watching me all this time? What if it has nothing to do with elves at all?

Well, if it was that, then I wanted to meet him. Okay, call me an i***t. This might be the worst idea ever. Every night in my dreams, he would watch me slaughter half of the elves I know and would comfort me. He had jumped off a building carrying me. He had somehow healed me from a deadly wound. So, if you think about it, he had not done anything evil.

It's not that I trusted him. There was something going on here, and I wanted to know what it was. If I had told Daniel, there would have been an argument which I would win after sometime, but he will also have to report this to my father, because he was blood bound to look after me. That could happen after I met with the mortal, not before. If my father ordered me to stay away, I won't have any other chance or a choice.

I walked three feet behind Penelope. She was walking slowly and lazily, like they didn't try to kill somebody yesterday. The more I saw her, my anger flared up, and before I knew it, I was whispering in her ear. "Come."

She turned. Of course, she wasn't seeing me, but the person she trusted the most. My ability was to make illusions.

"Sarah!" Penelope stared at me in wonder. "What are you doing here?"

"Just some things." I said. I had no idea who this Sarah was. Apparently, she's not supposed to be in school. Being vague about everything the best I could do here. The more I dragged this out, the more she would feel like something was wrong. This was the first time I did this without a thorough background check on the victim. Hell, I haven't done this in eight years. "Come to the rooftop with your friends. As soon as possible."

She looked so confused. I sighed, walking away from her. If she was me, I'd be confused too.

Now I had to make sure that the friends she was going to bring are the ones who was with her yesterday. If it was anyone else, my plan would be backfired, since I already used magic.

"Rawyer." Someone called my name, startling me. I turned to look at Mr. Jennings, the janitor, holding a vacuum cleaner and looking at my shoes. "Tie your shoe laces."

"Thanks, Mr. Jennings!" I bent down and tied them up in a quick motion. When the hell did they became loose? I heard Mr. Jennings muttering under his breath. "Kids these days."

Mr. Jennings and I had a confusing friendship. We first met when I sneaked to his turf, as known as the janitors closet, to borrow a little time to skip class because I was late. Daniel had been absent that day, and I had taken my sweet time coming to the school. He had not chased me away and we had ended up talking about this and that, somehow ending up being in a confusing relationship.

He walked in another direction, not paying any attention to me at all.

I waited about five minutes till Penelope comes. To my complete relief, she was with the same girls from yesterday.

Okay. First part of the plan was done. I lured them to the rooftop. Now on to the second part. Nightmares.

Penelope and the others turned. "Sarah! I brought Christie and Chloe!"

I closed my eyes and focused on collecting my power. Unreleased power was a bottomless pit in my heart, and I gathered a thread of it and let it inside their heads.

It didn't take a long time before their eyes turned completely blank. All three of them were staring to the air in horror. Penelope fell on to the floor with a thud. The girl who stabbed me turned and ran, gasping in fear. The other girl had her hands together in a prayer, tears running down her cheeks.

The door to the rooftop closed with a bang. Suddenly, the wind was blowing faster and harder, sounding like a lament from a lost soul. Penelope stepped closer to Chloe. Something was very wrong.

Where was Sarah? She was standing there a minute ago, but now nobody was there.

"Hey, Pen? I'm scared. Where is your big sister?" Christie asked. I took her hand. "I don't know." Penelope whispered. What was going on here? "Let's go back. She must be inside."

She was about to turn when Chloe screamed. They turned to the direction she was looking at, terrified.

Somebody was climbing up the rooftop.

First, it was a hand covered in blood and mud, with blackned long nails. Soon, a pale head with messy wet long hair covering half of the face appeared, followed by a body wearing their school uniform. Within seconds, she was standing at the edge of the roof, blood soaking her blouse from the inside, without any visible wounds.

She looked up at the three of them and Penelope's heart stopped. Nasha Rawyer was standing in front of them.

She had a vague memory of stabbing and killing her yesterday. She had been napping on her desk, dreaming about defacing her and Chloe stabbing her and leaving her there to die. She had woken up scared and had gone up to the rooftop just to make sure it didn't happen at all, because the dream had felt so real. She was relieved when she saw that there wasn't anything on the rooftop. She hadn't seen Nasha after that dream.

Yet here she was, a walking corpse.

Panic started to build up in her chest as Nasha stepped forward, directly looking at Chloe. "You stabbed me."

Chloe took a step back and began to run. Nasha followed her, wobbling a little but fast and swift. Penelope felt the strength on her legs fail. She let herself fall to the ground, covering her mouth with both her hands.

She could see Christine shouting and crying, but her cries were inaudible in the wind. Chloe kept running, screaming "I'm sorry!" over and over again. With the direction she was running, Penelope understood one thing. Chloe was going to fall off the building.

Where was Sarah? She looked around frantically for a sign of her. There was nobody else in there. She let out a sigh. At least Sarah was safe. She began to crawl toward Christine-

And everything went black.

I looked at the mortal grabbing her hands, stopping me in mid action. His green eyes were locked with mine, and up close, I could see my reflection on them.

"Stop." He said. "You are going to break them."

I removed my hands from his grip. His grip was cold and tight, enough to restrict my movements but not too tight. He let me go without even having to struggle.

"They won't break." I said, drawing back the illusion. "After this, they won't stab anyone over a man. It's just a lesson."

He looked at the three figures on the floor. "They are not elves. A little bit more and they could have gone insane. Your powers are too strong for a human mind."

I raised my eyebrows. "I know what I am doing."

He took my right hand. "No you don't. You haven't done that in eight years and you only ever did that to elves. Right now your unreleased power is too strong."

I looked at him. "Just who the hell are you to know all these? Are you an elf? Did my father sent you?"

He pulled me from the hand. "Come, we need to have a long talk, princess."