8

I would have normally ran straight into Fang's arms on an average day, but the fact that I was starting to get frightened by Kailyn prevented me from doing so. I ran into my dark room silently, or hoping it was silent. Once the door clicked shut I turned on one of the bedside lamps. A pale light bled across the walls, and the script above the window. Emelie.

Who the hell was Emelie? Why did Kailyn so passionately want to avenge her? I looked to my bed, then froze.

On the bed once again, was the cat.

Her ginger fur was fluffed out, and this time, she was standing. She had short legs, I noticed, but they were stocky. She was an overall muscular cat. Her large green eyes stared deep into mine, and I couldn't look away. This made beads of sweat form on the back of my neck and my palms grew damp. I was seeing this cat out of the mirror...this was real.

"What are you?" I whispered. The cat's ear flew back and it's eyes narrowed. It didn't understand. How I knew that, I don't know. It walked in a tight circle and flicked the tip of its tail, showing it was real, and it was a cat. "Who are you?"

At this the cat's fur glistened, and with a bright flash, the ginger cat was gone. I was left with my question. I looked in the mirror to see the faint outline of a cat on my white comforter, but it disappeared within seconds.

Now this, this was scaring me.

I looked at the music box on the vanity, and decided I should open it. I walked over to it and was about to touch it, when the door opened.

Fang was in the doorway, wearing only a pair of black shorts.

"Learn to knock." I muttered, though my voice shook and broke on the last word.

"Learn to talk to me." He replied. He closed the door behind him, gently, and walked over.

"I don't understand." I didn't. What did he mean? Learn to talk to him? What wasn't I telling him? I just wasn't telling him about the strange cat...or what I'd heard downstairs...or that I was scared shitless of Kailyn.....oh, maybe I do get what he means.

"You've been boxed in this room ever since we got here...which was about seven hours ago." I looked to the clock. 2 am. Guess time really did fly. "That is a record for you, nowadays."

"There's nothing to talk about. I just...I can't sleep." I didn't look at him, I wanted to open the music box. I wanted to open it by myself.

Don't open the music box. It'll kill you. No, it will kill him.

Voice? No. Voice was like, a mix between man and woman voice, and it doesn't like to change its own mind. This voice was female, like a young girl's telling me about her dolls...except these dolls were deadly.

"Well lay down. Want me to stay here until you do sleep?" Fang put his calloused hand in mine. His hand was warm, and I wanted to curl up into his chest, and never, ever come out. Everything was happening at once and it was all so confusing.

"Will you?" I whispered.

"Yes," he answered, kissing my forehead. "I wanted to talk to you."

HA! Knew it. He was such a bluffer. Blame it on me...that should have gotten his butt chewed.

"Okay..." We walked to the bed. I got underneath the blankets, and Fang laid on top of the blankets next to me. The light went out. My eyelids felt heavy already. "Talk."

"Fine." I could hear the smile in his voice. "There's a voice...that's been talking to me in my head. Ever since I opened up that music box for the first time...it's like I was, um, possessed."

"Possessed?"

"Yea."

We were silent.

"Is it like, telling you fortune cookie crap or..?"

"No, no, no. It's not like the Voice you have. It's an older boy's voice, and I can interact with him. I was talking to him almost all day...I...He...he told me things." Fang laughed. "I know, I sound crazy, don't I?"

"On an average day, yes, you do. But because I have had a voice inside my head and have wings, I find it pretty interesting." We chuckled. "What did..uh,...He tell you?"

"He told me everything about Kailyn...and about Itex...and about why we were sent to destroy them."

"Are you going to tell me about those things?" I asked, feeling sleep heavy in my voice.

"No. Kailyn is going to introduce us to her second-in-command tomorrow, there she is going to ask us to fight with her. Fight against Itex. She'll tell us then."

"Why are you telling me about it now then...?" I was falling asleep, my mind was growing fuzzy. I just remember Fang's last whispering words as I drifted into a deep, sheltered sleep.

"The voice talking to me was called Crysan...he's my Father..."