Blinding white light. Whispers in my head. A soft spring breeze tapping lightly against the tip of my noise. I knew where I was before I even opened my eyes. I walked barefoot along the soft grass field, breathing in the calming scent of nature. I tilted my head slightly upwards, gazing up the golden and violet horizon. The spiritual tree lay in front of me, and I felt myself being immediately drawn in. It was like a magnetic, pulling me in with its great force. I squinted, not sure what to make of the violet aura that surrounded the massive tree. I stretched my hands outwards, about to place the palm of my hand against the ancient wood.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
I jumped, spinning around to face Angela. She offered me a smile, the corners of her violet eyes crinkling. Like last time, her long gray hair was tied into a delicate braid.
She wore a dark purple robe, which brought out the color of her eyes even more.
"The tree holds too much power. Power that you aren't ready for," she explained, watching me. "At least not yet."
I pressed my lips together, clenching my hands. Now was my chance.
"I have so much to ask you," I murmured.
She nodded expectantly, "Of course. I presume it has something to do with Hector?"
I tapped my foot impatiently, "Why does Hector want me?"
She sighed, her eyes growing distant.
"Come with me, I have something to show you."
I frowned, "But you haven't even answered my question yet."
She was already ahead of me, making me scurry along, feeling annoyed. We came to a stop in front of a lake, and I hugged myself as I stared into the depths of the calm water. My own reflection stared up at me, a bored expression on her face. Violet eyes. Long light brown curls. A necklace with a silver heart locket around my neck. A dark purple dress with - Wait. I took in a sharp breath. This couldn't possibly be me. I didn't own a necklace like that, or even a dress to begin with. Not to mention there was something off about those violet eyes, something uncanny, almost eerie. My heartbeat quickened as the whispers in my head grew louder.
"Angela? Who is that? 'Cause I know it's not me. Definitely not. That-" I stopped myself before I could freak out anymore.
She took a step closer to me, gazing down at the reflection.
"Do you know the word doppelganger?" She asked calmly.
I nodded slowly. Oh god. Please don't tell me that what I think that reflection is.
"That is right," she said, having read my thoughts.
I took a step back, looking away from the reflection.
"Why do I have a doppelganger?"
I felt slightly panicked, because deep down I knew it was bad news.
"She was my cousin," Angela stared, a distant look in her eyes.
I let out the breath I had been holding. "Was? Did she pass away?"
She shook her head and sighed, "I wish."
I felt my eyes widen, "What do you mean?"
"She's not alive, but not quite dead yet," she answered, her voice flat.
I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling frustrated. I blinked my eyes open and ran a hand through my long hair enough with the riddles. Why couldn't she just say something in a straightforward way?
"So what exactly are you trying to say?" I put my hands on my hips.
"I guess you could say she is a walking corpse," she said bitterly, her eyes darkening.
I felt my jaw drop open.
"Walking corpse?" I stammered, feeling anxious.
I didn't like the sound of this doppelganger, at all.
"She was a powerful witch, never wanted to die," she continued, her voice grave. "She cast a spell on herself-"
I cut her off, "Wait, what does all this have to do with Hector?"
Angela opened her mouth, but nothing came out. The scenery around me started to fade and the ground beneath me suddenly opened up, swallowing me whole. I screamed and clawed at the air, but I didn't stop falling.
I jumped up with a yelp, a drop of sweat trickling down my forehead. A pair hands rested on my shoulders, shaking me gently. I looked up, staring into a familiar pair of light blue eyes. Jake's brows were furrowed with worry, and his lips were twisted into a frown. I blinked a few times, getting back into reality. I felt lightheaded and my view was hazy. I groaned.
"What just happened?"
He hesitated, "You blacked out, but you kept saying the word doppelganger."
I groaned again, remembering what had happened. I wish it hadn't happened. What Angela had told me about the doppelganger was quite disturbing, especially the walking corpse part.
"Are you okay?"
I looked up, meeting his eyes curtly.
"Ugh, yeah," I breathed, rubbing my eyes. "What time is it?"
He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, glancing at the digital screen.
"Seven. Just in time for training," he replied, slowly getting up.
I pouted, "Are you kidding me?"
He smirked, "I thought you could handle everything."
I raised my head.
"Are you challenging me?"
"See you at the training room in ten," he decided.
Casting me one last look, he left the room. Good. At least Jake had returned to his usual self. I still couldn't get used to that gentle side of him.
By the time I got the gym, Jake, Erik, and Justine had already stared warming up. I lifted my hands to tighten my ponytail, tucking a small strand of loose hair behind my ear. Taking a deep breath, I headed over to them. The closer I got, the quicker my heartbeat. What were Erik and Justine going to say about my eyes?
"Hey," I said awkwardly when I arrived.
Erik raised his eyebrows, and although his stare was a little unnerving, I knew he meant no harm. In fact, I could even see a hint of curiosity in those warm hazel eyes. Justine, on the other hand, was a whole different story. It looked likes she was actually bristling. Her glossy lips twisted into a threatening scowl, and she glared at me with those dark eyes.
"What the-" Justine started in a shrill voice.
Jake cut her off, shooting her a warning look, "I thought we talked about this."
She let out a short, humorless laugh, "Well, you didn't say anything about purple eyes."
I kept my face straight.
"Violet eyes," I corrected.
Jake chuckled, amused. Even Erik cracked a smile.
"Just cut it out, Justine," Erik muttered, his hazel eyes meeting mine.
Justine grew silent, a small hint of hurt showing on her face. I narrowed my eyes, raising my chin as the realization hit me. So that was how it was. She liked Erik. Erik, on the other hand, probably had no idea about it. Jake cleared his throat.
"Let's get started."
One hour later, I was lying on the cold, hard floor. My light brown hair had escaped from my ponytail and my forehead was covered by a layer of sweat. I stared up at the ceiling as I tried to regain my breath. I winced, feeling a stabbing pain on my thigh and my legs. Great.
"Tired already?" Jake teased as he crouched down next to me.
I covered my eyes with my hands.
"Go away," I groaned, my voice trailing off as I yawned.
He smirked, "We still have one hour left of training, you know."
I blinked my eyes open, gaping at him. Was he serious?
"That's lovely," I cooed, giving him a cheerful smile.
He reached out his hand, moving his fingers in anticipation.
"Come on, let's see if you can do the new moves I taught you."
I rolled my eyes, grabbing onto his hand as he pulled me back onto my sore feet. I straightened up, retying my hair. Clapping my hands on my cheeks lightly, I followed him to the center of the gym, feeling slightly more awake. He was walking in front of me, taking long strides that made me have to scurry behind him. He seemed to realize it, and he slowed down his pace, so that he was next to me.
"You know, you aren't doing too bad. For a beginner, that is," his voice was light.
My eyes flickered to his. I felt my cheeks heat up slightly.
"I'll take that as a compliment, then," I muttered under my breath.
His lips curled into an easy smile.
"Alright. Show me what you've got," he murmured, beckoning me over to him.
I crouched, advancing towards him. I balled my hands into fists as I edged in closer. He stood there calmly, as if my mere presence didn't intimidate him. I wouldn't be surprised. The corner of his mouth lifted and he narrowed his eyes at me.
"What are you waiting for? I promise I won't bite," he smiled slyly.
I charged at him, swinging my fists. He caught my wrists easily, trapping me in his iron grip. I took in a sharp breath, trying to break free.
"You move slower than a snail," he chuckled.
Whispers suddenly appeared in my head, and suddenly I chanted the word speed in a foreign language. Before I knew it, I had already moved rapidly, breaking myself out of his hold and throwing another blow at him. His eyes were wide with surprise, the blow landing directly on his cheek. I gasped, taking my hand back.
"I- I'm so sorry," I stammered.
He rubbed his cheek and gazed down at me.
"It's alright," he replied absently.
I pressed my lips together, not sure what to say.
"You used your powers?"
"I didn't mean to, it just.." my voice trailed off.
I wasn't really lying. I felt like something had made me say the word speed, like I didn't have any control over myself. I looked down at my feet, feeling terrible.
"Alexandra," he said softly, "It's alright. I know you didn't mean to do it."
I was grateful, really. All this time, he had been so understanding, not to mention helpful.
Justine and Erik had finished their small match, they were both panting, smiles on their faces as they made their way over to us.
"I almost got you," Justine laughed as she brushed her hair away from her face, and for once, she didn't sound unpleasant.
Erik raised his eyebrows, "Really?" He asked, mocking.
Justine's smile faded away the second her eyes fell on mine. A scowl was plastered onto her pretty face, and her eyes darkened. I looked up at the ceiling, waiting for the worst to come.
"How was your training?" She asked Jake, a smirk on her face.
I gritted my teeth. Here we go again.
"Why don't you see for yourself?" I blurted.
She looked surprised for a second, then quickly regained herself.
"Are you challenging me?" She said, as if it were unbelievable.
"What else am I doing?" I snapped.
Jake cleared his throat, edging in closer to me.
"Alexandra," he said sternly, "I don't think that's such a good idea."
Okay, maybe it wasn't a good idea, but I couldn't care more or less in the moment. I felt furious. Justine had been picking on me for the past few weeks, even though I had never done anything to her. In fact, I had even saved her from Hector.
"Oh it's a perfect idea," I objected, and before I even knew it, Justine and I were already circling each other.
I could feel the hard stares of Jake and Erik on us, and I was sure that they were debating whether or not to brake us apart. Justine cracked her knuckles, smiling at me in an unsettling way.
"Come on, what are you waiting for?" She challenged.
I opened my mouth slightly, chanting the foreign word 'strength' so quietly that no one could notice. I felt a surge of electricity run through my body, and I knew it was working.
"Why don't you come to me first? Since you're the pro," I suggested, balling up my fists.
She scowled at me, but did exactly what I wanted. She clenched her fist and attempted a punch at me. I grabbed her hand, stopping her in time.
"Try again?" I knew I was pissing her off, but I didn't care.
"Justine," Jake warned.
She ignored him, swinging her other fist at me. I was about to catch it, but then something collided into my stomach, hard. I gasped, gazing down at Justine's knee. I coughed a bit, wincing. Did she just knee me? Before she could even react, I had both my hands wrapped around her wrist. I chanted 'strength' again, barely moving my lips, and I could feel more and more power enter my body. I tightened my grip. I could suddenly feel a cold, unnatural presence beside me. I couldn't see it, but I could make out a faint black aura. 'Crush her' it hissed into my head, it's slithery voice echoing. My mind grew blank, and only the words of the dark presence made sense. I had no choice, I had to crush her. I felt my grip tighten even more, so much that she gasped in pain.
"What are you doing?" Justine hissed.
A cracking sound suddenly filled the air, and Justine cried out in pain. 'Keep going, crush her' the voice continued. Like a robot, I automatically did as I was told, my power growing even stronger. A pair of arms suddenly wrapped around my stomach, pulling me away from her. Justine fell onto her knees, a drop of tear rolling down her cheek. My eyes widened with shock when I snapped out of it. Erik hurried to her side, looking worried.
"Oh my god," I gasped, my breathing quickening. "I'm so sorry!"
I looked up, meeting Jake's expressionless eyes. Oh god. They were all going to think I was a monster. He was going to think of me as a monster.
Breaking free from him, I fled back to my room, locking the door behind me. My knees gave away and I crumpled onto the floor, hugging myself as I curled up into a ball. I felt a tear roll down my cheek, and I had difficulty breathing. What was that? Whatever the presence was, it was almost like it could control me. A knocking sound suddenly appeared on the door.
It was Jake. I didn't want to see him. How could I possibly face him after what I had just done? My eyes started to water even more.
"Come on, open up."
He sounded impatient. The door suddenly opened, and Jake entered. How did he enter? I didn't even hear a twist or anything. His eyes widened at the sight of me curled on the floor, and he sighed. Sitting down next to me, he reached out his hand, gently brushing the hair away from my face.
"Just go," I snapped, wiping the tears away from my face.
I didn't want him to see me like this.
"You need my help," he said, his tone serious all of a sudden.
I sat up slightly and snorted, accidentally.
"How are you supposed to help me? I can't even control myself anymore!"
I groaned, covering my face with my hands.
"Just go!" I cried, "leave me alone."
He didn't move.
"Alexandra," he murmured softly, his voice smooth.
I bit my lip. Why couldn't he ever leave me alone?
"I know you didn't mean to do it. It's not your fault," he continued, his voice gentle.
I looked up, meeting his eyes. A sharp pang pierced through my heart.
"I don't get it. Aren't you supposed to hate supernaturals?" I cried, my voice growing higher.
He didn't reply.
"You're always helping me. I just... Why do you do it?"
He sighed, a pained expression on his face.
"Look, ever since I had met you, I felt like there was something different about you. You're.. I don't know, special? I feel like I can't leave you alone."
My cheeks heated up and I felt a warm feeling spread deep down within me. God, I felt like I was going to melt.
"Liar," I stammered, my heart pounding.
He laughed softly, the pleasant voice sounding like music in my ears.
"You think I'm lying?"
I nodded, avoiding eye contact. That's when he suddenly placed one hand on my cheek, edging in so close that their noses were almost touching. I stared into his blue eyes, looking at the small flecks of gray in the sea of blue. Before I even knew it, his lips were suddenly on mine, and I could feel the soft, tender feel of his. I wrapped my arms around him, kissing him back. I was out of breath, but I didn't care. I could seriously get addicted to this. When we finally broke apart, he smiled that killer smile.
"Do you think I'm still lying?" He teased.
Feeling embarrassed, I looked away from him. After a small moment of silence, he asked me a question that took me off guard completely.
"Earlier in the gym, you felt it, didn't you? You felt its presence."
I froze and my heart literally stopped beating.
"How did you know?" I demanded.
His face became grave, "Let's just say you aren't the only magic caster in the house."
Thanks to all of those that sent me an idea! I tried to put them all in this chapter. Clara, I used your idea for the Erik liking Justine thing, except I flipped it around, and the confronting Justine thing.
Kirsty, I'm gonna use some parts of your idea, but in the next chapters because I still need to build things up. Mandy E, there goes the hurting Justine part, oh and your 'hot guy witch' part inspired me to write the shocking ending. Sorry if this chapter was a bit rushed! Once again, thank you all for reading and please, please comment and tell me what you thought!
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