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Chapter 3: Fright
Cassie's POV: I admire Diana so much. She was truly born to lead and keep our group together. But I still don't believe the part about me having strength. I feel like shit. What's my inner strength? Captivating people (men especially)? I'm supposed to feel good about my power and using it for the good. Instead I'm using it for the bad and hurting everyone.
"I'm about to hand everyone and clear candle and you have to light it." Diana begins to instruct. "You have to concentrate deeply and forget about your surroundings. In your head say, "power come to me," three times and then stare into your candle and somehow, I'm not entirely sure, it can be by word or saying or vision, you'll see your power."
Melanie squirms beside me, and even though I don't show it, in my mind I'm jumping up and down like a new born bunny. Diana walks gracefully around the circle passing out a candle, match, and a scrap of lighting paper to every person. The room goes comfortably quiet as each person concentrates on lighting their candle and preparing themselves for shocker news. I strike the match and light it. I stare distantly into the tiny flame and dissolve from the group, going to my own tiny world where everything is perfect. I say "power come to me, power come to me, power come to me." I stare into the flame for what seems like ten minutes when finally a blink and come back to the circle where some people are groaning and whining, and some are staring hardly into the flame.
"Nothing happened," I turn to Diana and say.
Diana is observing the group and talking to the people who are frustrated that nothing is happening.
"With time, concentrate Cassie, truly want it," Diana replies.
"Why aren't you doing anything?" I ask.
"I've already found my power," Diana says.
"What are you?" I ask.
"First I think you should find your own," Diana says and then smiles.
I turn back to my flame and repeat the process over again. And I try a third time. On my fourth try I'm fuming with anger and annoyance. I stare around the circle. Everyone else is annoyed too. Except for Faye, she just looks bored and evil like always. Then Melanie and Adam and Nick are all deeply concentrated too. Especially Nick. He has this determination inside of him that shines. I smile and take a deep breath in, ready to try again. I'm saying the phrase when suddenly right beside me I hear a voice. The creepiest voice I've ever heard, coming from Melanie's mouth. But it's not her talking, her eyes are glazed over and her face is hard and stern. The voice is hollow, rumbly, low, and haunting. EVERYONE'S attention was now on Melanie, or whatever it was that was speaking through her.
"You may succeed once, but twice is just I'm just too doubtful," the voice says.
Chills run down my spine and my heart beats 10 times faster. Adam grabs me and pulls me a little closer to him so I'm not touching Melanie.
"Prepare yourself for a battle, where only one side can win…and I assure you…it will be me. Feel fear, for that is the only thing you will feel when there's only one survivor left," the voice warns.
And then Melanie's body slumps forward and a cold mist hang above our heads. I immediately scoot over to Melanie to see if she's okay. I pull back her hair and look at her face. Her head snaps up, eyes still glazed up. I try to jump back but she grabs my wrist, and then suddenly, I'm flying. I smack into brick wall and fall to the ground. My head spins, my body shakes with cold and pain. Someone is immediately beside me, grabbing me into a cradle. In my head I smile, Adam.
"Cassie!" the person holding me shouts.
Nope, Nick.
I open my eyes and stand up, but then stumble backwards and am caught THIS TIME by Adam. But no one is worried about me, everyone is staring at Melanie, who is smiling a corrupt smile. Diana is standing in a defensive position in front of me.
"And that is only the most minimum of my powers," the voice says.
Once again Melanie's body slumps, backwards this time. Diana slides her arm under Melanie's head before it hits the concrete ground. Diana places it gently down and steps two steps backward.
"Melanie?" Diana calls out gently. "Are you there?"
Melanie's body stirs, and her eyes open. I can sense everyone tense up at this. But it's alright, her eyes are normal. She blinks, then sits up.
"Are you okay Melanie?" Diana asks.
"Who…who are you?" Melanie asks.
