Update numero 2!
Okay guys here's the updated version of chapter two!
Again, it's mostly just editing, so it reads a little cleaner, and flows a little better.
Yes I know there isn't enough Leggy, I'm sorry!
And again, y'all should go visit the blog, Kayla's blog;
(Oh and just a side note, I realize that the chapters are kind of short, so once I get back on track and writing more new chapters, I'll work on trying to keep them a bit longer.)
Disclaimer: Anything recognizable does not belong to me. (Sadly that does include a certain beautiful pointy eared blonde.)Enjoy! :)
Kayla flopped down on her bed, exhaling deeply, grateful, she was in the safe confides of her home.
She sat up, when she heard a knock at her door. "Come in."
"Hey, there." Kayla's aunt poked her head through the door.
Kayla jumped off the bed and bounded towards her aunt.
"Aunt Rose!" she hugged her tightly. When she pulled away, she smiled warmly at her. "I didn't know you were coming into town!"
Her aunt smiled down at her. "Well, some unforeseen events have come about, and I think it's best if I am here."
Kayla tilted her head to the right. "Why do I have a hard time believing that, said events came, unseen?"
Rose laughed. Kayla was her only niece, and she had also inherited part of the gifts, that she possessed.
"You know me so well."
Kayla sat down on her bed again, and Rose followed her there. "So what's going on?" she stared expectantly at her aunt.
"I was kinda hoping you could tell me. How's your head?"
Kayla's hand automatically went to the tender spot, which had appeared there from earlier in the day. When she had woken up from her vision she and been slumped against the bathroom stall wall. She had fallen and smacked her head at some point during the vision.
She swallowed hard, remembering about the man in the forest.
Her aunt raised an eyebrow, and Kayla knew there was no getting around telling her what she had seen.
"It's okay…" she started.
"You can trust me, Kayla."
Kayla nodded, knowing that she could trust her aunt. When her mother had died, she started having the visions, and her father, not having any knowledge of his wife's true heritage, thought she was having hallucinations, due to the trauma that came with losing her mother.
Of course, when her aunt got wind that Kayla was having 'visions', she stepped in immediately, and explained everything. They were Precognitive. They could see things that happened before, they actually happened. They could see the future.
Of course, this didn't change her father's mind, but he backed off, and Kayla didn't approach him about her visions anymore. Her aunt was the only person who she felt she could confide in.
"It was different."
"Different how?" Rose asked slowly.
Kayla took a deep breath before answering. "Recently," she began, "I had been having this reoccurring vision of a forest. Not one I've ever seen before, and when I would have these visions, I would just walk around for a while, and then I would come-to again."
Rose looked slightly confused. She opened her mouth to say something, but Kayla held up a finger and said,
"Today it was different, because this time, there was a man."
Rose raised her eyebrow. "But you usually have visions of others."
Kayla nodded, "Yes, but usually they are visions of people around me. I've never met him before."
Rose smiled. "I don't think you have anything to worry about, honey. That's not that different. You're visions will change and mature, as you do, so seeing people you've never met, is completely normal. I have visions with strangers in them all the time."
Kayla stared down at her bed covering. "Yeah, but do they have pointy ears, and the ability to see and convers with you?"
She looked up to find her aunt staring at her with this odd look in her eyes. Kayla could see that what she had said had sent her aunt's mind reeling.
Then Rose's face split into a huge grin. "Darling," She said, wrapping Kayla in a tight embrace, "You have nothing to worry about."
Kayla pulled away. "What do you mean? You told me before that people in visions will not be able to talk to me. They won't be able to see me, because it hasn't actually happened yet, and I'm not actually there."
Her aunt was still beaming, and Kayla just stared at her with a bewildered look upon her face.
"That's because it wasn't a vision."
Now it was Kayla's turn to go reeling. "What?"
"My dear, it seems you have inherited full Caster powers."
"You've lost me." Kayla stated.
"You weren't having a vision, Kayla, you were actually in that forest. You teleported there."
Kayla stared at Rose with her mouth slightly a gape. "Impossible."
Rose gave her a mischievous smile. "Apparently not."
Kayla furrowed her brow.
"So you're telling me that I wasn't visioning, but teleporting to wherever the hell I was."
She gave her aunt a look.
"Did you know that is what had happened, all along, or are you just figuring this out with me?"
"I had an idea, that's might have been what had happened, but I wasn't sure."
Kayla stared at her. "But now you are?"
"Yep." She smiled at her.
"So… do you know where I was? Like was I in the UK or something?"
"I hate to break it to you, but I don't think you were in this realm." Rose gave Kayla a look when she narrowed her eyes at her.
"Don't give me that sass, you had to at least have thought about the possibility of other realms."
Kayla just shook her head.
"No imagination." Rose snorted. "Just like your father."
Kayla rolled her eyes. "Alright, then if I wasn't in this… realm," Kayla said, "Then where was I?"
"Well, with all this talk of pointy ears, and arrows, well… I'm thinking you were in Middle Earth."
Kayla was staring up at the ceiling, later that night, thinking about all that she and her aunt had spoken about. When she had first heard her Aunt Rose's theory of her being in Middle Earth, she didn't believe her.
It's supposed to be a fictional world, right?
Well, by the end of dinner, (Which they made together, as Kayla's father was working late… again,) Kayla was a true believer.
Something else she had a hard time believe at first was, she was a true Caster.
In other words, a sort of witch. So she could do all sorts of crazy stuff, like seeing the future, and teleport, and cast spells, and depending on her affinity, she could make things happen just by pure will.
Like if she had an affinity for animals, she could talk to them, and hold influence over them.
Or if she ended up with the affinity for spirit, she'd be kick ass in necromancy.
She had cringed at the thought of communicating with dead people, and her aunt told her it wasn't as bad as she thought it was… That's the one thing she still didn't believe.
Kayla began to drift off to sleep, thinking about the man in the forest, and how she actually did lie to him. Unintentionally of course…
There was an odd sensation of falling. Then she hit the ground.
Kayla groaned. She must've fell out of bed. She put her hand down to push herself up, but what her hand came down on, wasn't the hardwood flooring of her room. She felt grass.
Her eyes snapped open and she gazed around her. Above there were branches, full of whispering leaves, and hrough them you could see twinkling stars.
She sat up. She knew where she was. The Forest.
She stood and turned slowly around. She didn't know how to get back home. And it was dark. She didn't see any sign of the blond man. She thought that could be a good thing, and a bad thing.
She didn't like being in the forest by her house at night, let alone a strange forest that belongs in another world.
She decided that it was probably safest for her to be off the ground, so she walked over to the closest tree and began to climb. When she felt she was high enough, she found a sturdy branch and sat down.
She swung her feet silently and began to try to figure out how exactly she was going to get home.
And then she saw him.
Kayla tilted her head to the side and watched him, the man, creep silently through the trees. His bow was drawn, and he looked lethal. He stopped when he reached the clearing.
She stared down at him, as he remained perfectly still, and wondered at what he was doing.
She shifted her weight slightly, causing the branch beneath her to give off the slightest creek.
The man, or elf, as Rose had called him before, spun around and aimed his arrow directly at her. His eyes found hers, and Kayla gave a startled squeak.
"You are stealthy, trespasser, but your impatience gave you away."
Kayla gave the elf an odd look and crossed her arms. "Impatience?"
His blue gaze remained locked with her green one, and she was determined to not look away first. "Yes, your impatience. You were waiting for me to leave. Do not try to convince me otherwise, I know what you were planning."
Kayla laughed. "And what exactly was I planning? And I do have a name. You can stop calling me 'Trespasser.'"
She mimicked his tone of voice and his brow furrowed, but she soon chastised herself realizing provoking an elf with a weapon, aimed at her, probably was not the best idea.
He remained silent.
"Well. If you're not going to answer me," she hopped down from the branch, "Why don't I come down and explain to you what I'm really doing here."
His aim remained locked on her, just as his gazed did.
"I do not wish to hear any more of your lies. I'm sure you spin them as well as a spider spins their webs. I will not be caught prey, in your web of lies."
She held up her hands. "I'll admit, I did lie to you before."
A look of anger crossed into the depths of his eyes.
"But," she exclaimed, "It was unintentional. I didn't want to lie to you. I didn't know."
His eyes remained hard. "How does one lie unintentionally?' his voice was sharp, and disbelieving.
Kayla crossed and uncrossed her arms. "How do I explain this…" she murmured to herself. She finally looked away, knowing she wasn't going to win a stare down with an angry elf.
She gazed up at the branches, and then past them, the sky.
"I wasn't technically lying. I was speaking the truth." She looked back at him. "Or at least what I thought was the truth."
His lips flattened into a hard line and he stared deeply into her eyes, as though trying to pull the answer of if she was lying or not, from the depths of her soul.
He was warring with himself in his head. He didn't feel like he should trust her, but at the same time, there was something about this girl, that made him want to believe her.
He slowly lowered the arrow and Kayla gave a relieved sigh.
