Chapter 3
I woke up in my bed I don't know how the hell I got there, but here I was back in my lavender bedroom. I was still in my clothes from the day before. I looked around my room everything was the same-except-there on my nightstand lay a dark emerald ring. I knew exactly who left it and what scared me the most was how he is able to get in there.
I looked over at my clock to see it was 6am so I still had time before school. Walking silently to my window I opened it to find the same white cat laying there watching me. I looked at it a little longer till I noticed the color of its eyes. The color was shiny silver that shone bright in the moon light.
It got up and looked at me as if it were challenging me. I then hopped on the same branch and back flipped off. I hit the ground with a soft thud. Looking up I noticed the feline jumped with such grace it put the Queen of England to shame. I raced her to the woods.
We reached the clearing 15 minutes later. I leaned down to catch my breath. When I stood back up the cat was gone. I searched every tree or rock till I heard it.
"You're a veery interesting peeerson Silver Jones," there perched on a rock was a caramel skinned silver eyed kitsune.
I swallowed hard, "I knew it was you. How is it that you're just now showing me your human form?"
She closed her eyes slowly then appeared in front of me, "We kitsune's have a very different way of helping than any other type of supernatural creature. It has come to my attention that your dreams have become obsessed with Stefan Salvatore. I don't know why the Fates are showing you him, all he shows to be is a demon possessed human."
I was surprised she knew of the Fates they weren't a strong belief to supernatural creatures unless you had been curse by them. I looked at her finally taking her form in she didn't have all four of her tails and one ear was a little crooked. "What did you do to be weakened by the Sister's?"
She smiled, "Good to know you observe well, it happened 500 years ago when I decided to help a young girl endangered by a beast. She is now a demon herself so my sacrifice was for nothing. You might have heard of her she was the Original Doppelganger, her name was Katrina Petrova...your great-great-great-grandmother."
I took a step back the doppelganger was related to one of the Greats. The Greats was a group of sisters who had very powerful magic. They were the ones in charge of the Balance. "How long have you been a Guardian," I narrowed my eyes at her.
She looked taken aback that I knew that, "How did you know—Oh well of course because of your gifts. Well ever since I sacrificed my freedom to protect the women of your family. I was able to protect most of the men till your mother married a founder that blocked most of my powers and your brother was out of my reach. Sterling's spirit was strong but his soul was not. I feel burdened with his death every time I see you."
I knew I was crying but the tears felt foreign. It felt weird to know that someone that had the power to save Sterling was kept from it. "Well I thank you for trying but why have you been Guarding me I thought I wasn't able to have a Guardian anymore," I questioned her.
"You may be a Watcher but you're not a Blocker. Your powers may limit us to guard but we can still keep you from danger. I have tried to go in and change the outcome of your dreams but I'm being blocked by a stronger person," she said
I thought about what she said then I noticed the light creeping through the trees, "Thank you for your help but I have to go back."
She nodded, "I will stay by your side but I may not be able to stop whatever's coming for you."
I walked into school with the kistune's words still fresh on my mind. It wasn't until I the bell rang that I realized it was the end of the day. I was glad because by the time I was out of the parking lot I'd already walked to the cemetery. I walked over to my twin's gravestone. It looked exactly the same as it did the day after he was buried.
I remembered my mom wailing on my father's shoulder with my father has pale as a ghost. I was wearing a black dress and his necklace. I felt tears prick my eyes as I remembered that day. I was so wrapped in my thoughts I didn't see the person that stood next to me till it was too late.
His eyes were as green as the emerald ring on my finger. He held me tight up against his body. My hips were square with his. I felt his breath cool against my face. I smelled old spice and vanilla. His lips came close to my face and he whispered very quiet,
"Your eyes are Silver."
