Michael found his way to Nich's eatery. He dashed in and searched for Elsa. He saw her busy with a customer, so he decided to wait till she was done with what she was doing.Elsa, on the other hand, spotted Michael. He looked worried and tired, she quickly took the orders of the customers and hurried to him. "Michael, what are you doing here?" Elsa asked, holding Michael's arm."Ow," Michael flinched, and Elsa drew her hand back quickly. "I had a fight with Chris." Michael said."Where's he?" Elsa asked."I don't know." Michael breathed, "Can you think of any spell that could bring back his good side?" He asked, watching Elsa's expression."I'll have to get back to you on that. I'm still getting the hang of the psychic thing. " Elsa said, hurrying away to get the customers what they asked for. When Michael got home, he sat on the floor on the front porch. He stared blankly at his front. His face was void of emotions. He had to talk to someone about what he saw in that vision to
"How did you get in here?" She asked, using her hands to cover herself."Your window was open." Michael's eyes were fixed on her body.She became uneasy with the way he stared at her. Her cheeks began to burn. "Turn around." She ordered quickly."Wh... what?" He stuttered, darting his eyes."I said, turn around." She spoke more quietly than she did at first.Michael grinned, understanding what Emily meant. Slowly, he backed her. He gazed out the window as he waited for her to get dressed. "Why are you here?" Michael looked back when he heard the words. He saw that Emily was already dressed, so he turned around and faced her. She pressed her towel against her hair, draining the water out of it."I don't know." He shrugged, and Emily frowned. "When you had me in your arms, I suddenly felt better, comforted, can I stay here a little longer?" He gazed at her with those dreamy brown eyes."Certainly." She nodded with a smile and got on her bed. Michael stood by the window, relaxing on th
A young man was on his way home that night. He was drunk and driving at a high speed, blasting one of his favorite hip-hop songs and singing along to it at a high pitch.He saw a boy standing in the middle of the road, motionless. His face was bowed.The man quickly pressed his legs on the brake and the tires screeched, stopping an inch away from the boy."What is wrong with you?" I could've killed you. " The man yelled, with his head protruding from his window.As the boy remained speechless and motionless, The man unbuckled his seatbelt and came down from his car to check if the boy was alright, but then, he saw a wolf standing in the same spot the boy was a few moments ago, growling at him.He rushed to get in the car but wasn't fast enough as the wolf pounced on him, shredding him with his claws and devouring him with his sharp fangs....Michael and Emily had left the basement, but Giselle requested to stay behind and keep an eye on Jacob.They walked to the living room, where
When Emily got home, her parents bombarded her with questions about why she hadn't come home last night. She couldn't answer any of the questions because whenever she opened her mouth to talk, she got interrupted by another round of questions.Victoria barged into their house, startling them. Rebecca rushed to her with a confused expression on her face. "Vicky?""Where's that foolish girl?" Victoria's eyes searched the room. "You idiot!" She started walking towards Emily when her eyes fell on her."You can't come into my house and call my daughter names." Rebecca stood in front of her, hindering her from proceeding further into the room."How dare she? She's an intruder! " Victoria screamed.Emily was dumbstruck. She stood there and stared at the angry and violent woman struggling to move past her mother."Vicky! What are you talking about? " Rebecca screamed the question."She..." Victoria pointed at Emily. "She had the guts to tell Jacob the truth about who he is." She backed off a
Weeks rolled by; Michael visited Emily frequently. He hung out with her a couple of times, but he ended up having a mood swing and leaving with a lame excuse.Richard had moved in fully with them, but Emily had refused all his efforts to make a conversation with her.She was in her room. She kept jumping on her bed, trying to pop out wings and fly. She didn't know whether to expect fiery wings or coal-black wings. Her father opened her door halfway and peeped into the room. She fell on her bed and quickly composed herself."What were you doing?" Richard asked, stepping into the room."Why didn't you knock?" She answered his question with a question that wasn't in any way related to his question. She was being unreasonable. He sat on her bed and let out a sigh. "I know you're mad at me. I'd be too if I were you. " "I'm not mad at you." She stood up from the bed and strode to her window."You've always been avoiding discussions with me." Richard stood up. I know you have a lot of ques
The closer they got, the more she got gripped by fear. One of them drew out a golden dirk, and Emily's heart jumped to her throat. As he strode up to her, she stiffened. "For a hybrid, I thought you'd put up more of a fight." He raised the sword and Emily shut her eyes, expecting the worst, but she heard the sound of a lightning striking someone instead, and a groan followed. She fell to her knees and looked beside her and found the guy with the golden dirk on the floor, smoke emanating from his body.She looked up and saw Chris standing in front of her. He stretched out his hand to her and she took it. He pulled her to her feet with a grin plastered on his face."We came for the girl. Give her to us and we might let you live." The guy Chris had struck with lightning spoke as he struggled to his feet. Emily rushed behind Chris, who strode a little towards them with a smirk. "I'll give you a chance to run. "The guys gazed intermittently at Emily and Chris, their wings slowly coming
When they were gone, Michael fell to his knees, shivering slightly as he gazed at his gory claws. He looked around him, terrified by the countless bodies of ravens on the ground. He muttered, "What have I done?""That was incredible, Mike," Chris applauded. When did you learn how to do all that? You seemed like the dark one a few minutes ago. ""I told you I didn't want to do this.""Yes, but you had to do it."Michael rolled his eyes and said, "Take care of the bodies." Before Chris could talk back, Michael accelerated home. *"Michael," his father called, rushing up to him as he had just walked in. "I think I've found a way to bring Chris's good side back."Michael kept mute, walking slowly to the stairs. "Are you okay?" Nicholas asked, pausing for a minute. "What happened to you?" He noticed the blood stains on his lips and hands, and some splashes of blood on his shirt."Since when do you care?" Michael retorted."That's not fair." Nicholas spoke in a low tone.Michael shook his h
Hot tears flowed down Michael's face. He looked down at Emily, wishing he was dreaming. He tried to convince himself that she was just asleep and that she would wake up soon, but the blood oozing from her neck was enough to tell him that she wasn't sleeping. "She's part phoenix; she'll awaken." He held his hopes high as he tried to solace himself. He wiped his face with his hands and lifted her off the ground."Where are you taking her?" Giselle asked in a tremulous tone as he started walking away. She sniffed her nose, and Michael realized she had been crying the whole time."Home." Michael replied. His gaze was fixed on the road as he kept walking further.As they walked to Emily's house, Elsa frowned, noticing Sydney's facial expression. He didn't look woeful, he looked rather exultant. Elsa watched him suspiciously. His thrillingness baffled her.When they got to Emily's house, Giselle knocked on the door. But Michael didn't wait, he barged in, startling Richard, who was seated o