Blue Autumn

by Dawn Racer

This is about a young mute girl who is battered and abused. She believes that she is all alone in life with no purpose. Can the meeting of an entirely different race change her, especially when she becomes something even more than best friends with one? CANCLED, BEING REWRITTEN AND CALLED 'DREAM'.

14. Shard

AN:

I can't remember if I ever mentioned Sam, Mikaela or the battle of mission city. If I have please discard that, If I haven't then discard this message. ^^' Also, I did mention that I maybe not update, well I lied. lol. I was sitting there talking with a friend when I suddenly got a new strand of idea. Let me know what ya'll think of this chapter, if ya like it I may continue with the strand, if not then I'll drop it and delete this chapter to create something else. See if ya can guess what'll happen. ;)

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Honestly when I heard about the battle of mission city it scared the living daylights out of me. I wasn't sure how the two before, they weren't much older than me, had managed to cope with that ordeal. Swallowing, I smiled nervously and held out my hand.

"Hi...I'm Autumn." I said somewhat nervously. The two glanced at each other before smiling. Sam seemed equally nervous while Mikeala seemed comfortable. Shaking their hands I felt a weight lift off of my shoulders. I had finally met them and got over with it, much to my pleasure.

When they walked out of my room and I was once again left alone, I noticed something on the ground. It was an onyx colored stone of some sort that shimmered and had odd patterns on it. Crouching down I realized it wasn't a stone, but a shard; from what however, I did not know.

It must have come off of their clothing...The thought passed through my mind causing me to frown. Crouching down, I hesitantly picked it up. Immediately a power surge lanced up my arm, a silent scream of pain left my body as symbols swept across my vision. I couldn't move, I couldn't breath, the only thing I could do was stare of the symbols.

I couldn't unclench my fingers from the shard, I was hypnotized, entranced even, by the very thing that caused me pain. I couldn't let it go. The lines had blended between couldn't let it go and wouldn't let it go. I wasn't sure anymore. Finally the pain dissipated leaving me panting on the floor. Agony seared my frame making me tremble. Dropping the shard I noticed that the shimmer was gone, as soon as it touched the ground it disintegrated. That's never good.