Chapter 10

I've been sitting here for five minutes.. And I was bored out of my freaking mind! I leant my head against the wood of the pole, until I heard voices coming toward the boathouse. I recognized Scott and Liam's voice, and I literally cheered in relief.

"Scott, Liam, get me out of this!" I called out to then, and they were in the building in a matter of seconds. "What the hell?" Liam asked, walking over with Scott, and they both bent down, and Scott unchained me. "Where's Kira?" Scott asked. I shrugged.

"Scott, whatever I am, it followed you. It basically took me with you, but my body stayed here, but it and my mind like followed you. It's happened a lot lately. I told Kira incase it happened, to make sure I didn't leave and didn't hurt her, and I'm guessing, this is the only solution she had." I explained.

Scott cocked a brow, and the shook his head. "Okay." before he motioned for Liam to follow him. Scott showed him the window. "I did this?" Liam asked looking at the broken glass window. "You don't remember?" Scott asked, and Liam shook his head. "I only remember up until Mason got here, then when I was on the ground." he explained. Scott nodded. "You know we have to chain you back up, right? Just to be sure." Liam muttered, "Yeah." before walking over, and sitting down on the beam. Scott and I tied him back up, and then Scott left to go check on Kira.

I just sat down beside him, and stayed silent. "Why aren't you going up to the party?" Liam asked, looking over to me. "I don't really like parties that much." I glanced over, before curling my legs under my chin. Liam just scoffed, looking away. "Liam, I really did want to do something with you, I just..." I began, "Yeah, you had to earn their trust. I get it." he snapped back. "It's not that." I muttered.

"What is it then?" he snapped at me. I sighed, and slipped off my necklace, laying it in the palm of my hand. "It was my fifth birthday, and my dad gave this to me. He said to me, "Have control. Find an anchor, because I was one of the rings of eternity. I was five when my dad was killed, and the next day my mom killed herself. I've been in foster care for ten years. I've been in over two dozen homes in those years. They've hated me, or I've run away." I explained, softly before continuing.

"I've never had many friends, and when I do have them, I always have to leave them. I haven't had any friends in four years. Hell, I've never even had a crush till I moved here." I sighed. "See, I don't know how the friend thing works, and you needed help. They wanted my help. I did this for you. Not me. Isn't it obvious, you idiot? It's you." I stated, before getting up, and walking out the door putting my necklace back on.

I jogged up to the lake house, and slid down beside Stiles jeep. I buried my head in my hands, and let out a sigh. Pulling my knees under my chin, I wrapped my arms around my legs, and buried my face in between my knees.

I just wanted to go home.

I heard someone slip down beside me, and I looked up to see Mason. "Hey, you alright?" he asked, his eyes not leaving me. "Yeah, I just told someone something I've never told anyone." I muttered, putting my chin on my knees again.

"Oh. Well, why aren't you in the party?" he asked softly. "Not really my thing." I stated, softly. "Gotcha." he said.

"Why aren't you in there?" I asked, my eyes not leaving the concrete in front of me. "I was looking for Liam. He said he'd be here. Said he was with you." I heard the suspicion in his voice. "Yeah, he did. I haven't seen him since he got here." I lied, wrapping my arms tighter. "Oh." was all he said back.

We sat in silence, until Mason told me he was gonna go back to the party, I just nodded. And then Kira came out. "You need a ride back home?" she asked. "Yes, please." I stood up, and followed her over to her car and got in.

Kira drove me home. It was almost silent in the car, besides the music playing between us. When Kira pulled into my driveway, I quickly thanked her and tried to open the door, but it was locked.

"I wanted to tell you something." she said, adjusting her seat to look over to me. "Boys can be stupid. They'll be oblivious. Don't give up on him, alright? Promise me." she demanded. I gently shook my head.

"I don't make promises anymore. Let me out." I demanded, getting angry. She nodded and unlocked the door, and I jumped out, and ran into my house, up the stairs, and into my room. I stood in the middle of my room, and cried. I don't know what about, but I did.

I cried about my parents. I cried about admitting my biggest secret to the one person I've trusted in a long time, and he ended up hating me for tricking him. Falling into a pit of my emotions caused whatever I was to feel hot then cold. Everything I touched either froze, or nearly burnt.

Find an Anchor.

I could practically hear my dad say. "Find and Anchor." I whispered to myself, and grabbed my necklace. My eyes closed. I felt the metal of my necklace freezing then heating up. "C'mon. Find an Anchor, Anna." I whispered harshly to myself.

Everything I thought of didn't work. Then Liam came to mind. I sighed, feeling my supernatural side calm down at the thought of those baby blue eyes. His soft voice. Everything about him. I felt whatever I was wanting to leave my vision, but I was trying to keep in control. It won, though.

It flew super fast, dodging through the trees all the way to Lydia's lake house, then to the boat house..

"Scott, I've really messed up." Liam said as soon as my vision got through the door of the small building. I saw Liam still chained to a beam, and Scott was knelt in front of him.

"What do you mean?" Scott asked, softly. "I was mad at Anna for tricking me into coming with her. I was just mad at her even after I change back. Scott, I really like her. And I was mad at her for tricking me. But then, she told me something really personal to her. Told me many things about her life, actually. And I've ruined my chance." Liam sighed, looking down to the floor.

"You haven't messed it up, Liam. That girl, she really likes you. Only reason she helped us was because she knew you'd get hurt. She rather have you unharmed and hating her than liking her and hurt." Scott stated softly. Liam just nodded.

"In the morning, we are going to drive you home, and you are going to talk to her. You understand?" Scott asked. Once again, Liam nodded. "Good." Scott said, standing up. "Get some sleep. I'll come unchain you in the morning."

Liam watched Scott leave before throwing his head against the pole. "Anna, I know you can't hear this, but I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry."

Then it zoomed back and I saw myself sitting there, on my bed with foggy brown eyes. Whatever I was went into the closet, and hovered beside a shirt. It was dark, and then a light came out of nowhere, and I saw it was a t-shirt.

Then my vision flashed back. I panted, clutching my necklace. I got up, and walked over to my closet, and searched for a really worn t-shirt, when I found it laid it onto my bed, and turned it inside out. There were letters in a large plastic bag, that was taped to the fabric. I pulled out the letters and scanned over the headings.

'On your 18th birthday'

'On your wedding'

'To Him'

'Explanation.'

I grabbed the 'Explanation' one, and quickly tore it open.

'Azar,

if you are reading this, then that means that it's finally hit you. Your supernatural side. It's started phase one. Each phase, that side of you will get stronger, and stronger. You have to be able to control it.

Find an Anchor. Someone or something who keeps you sane. Who you trust.

Our kind is very rare, Azar. Not many of us left, in fact, I think there are only about ten of us worldwide. Hunters for centuries have hunted us. Made sure we didn't hurt anyone.

It's true. You can hurt someone, but you can keep it in check.

Azar Kearney. You know what your name means?

Fire Warrior.

Azar, you are a phoenix. But not just any type of phoenix. You're a hybrid.

There are two kinds of Phoenix. Fire and Winter. Winter Phoenix's are very, very rare. Your father was a Fire Phoenix, and I am a Winter. You have no idea what you can do.

You've clearly figured out that your mood effects which type of Phoenix takes over. We are very emotional creatures. Every little thing can make us snap. It can make us fall apart.

If you haven't figured this out, when the Phoenix side of you senses something or wants to show you something, it will fly away with your vision whether you like it or not. To control this, you need to fight it when you get that feeling.

The last phase you'll have to go through is when it will be complete. When your vision flies with the Phoenix, you become the phoenix. You can become a physical appearance to who ever you want. Your vision can hide itself if it feels threatened, but if you feel safe, it will show don't try to rush it. It will come on it's own.

That's all I can tell you. I don't have much time.

I love you, Azar. This will be the hardest thing I've ever had to do. We will be watching over you.

Remember to find an Anchor.

I love you.

Mom.'

I started crying, setting down the letter, and sobbed into my hands. After a moment, I felt cold, so I untied my jacket from around my waist, and slid it on. Clutching my necklace tightly, I set the letter down, and leaned back onto my bed.

I wanted to cry. I wanted to break down. I never felt this hopeless. I was laying on my bed, then reality hit me hard. I shot up, and then gathered the letters, placing the unopened letters back into the plastic bag, and hid it underneath my pillow, before grabbing the explanation letter, and walked over to my chair.

Time to find out what I really am.