AN 'ky. I seem to know where I want this story to go. Just bear with me. I'll be trying to post at least one chapter a week, no guarantees though.
Chapter 6
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The slight blonde haired teenaged girl, with an ashen and mournful face wandered down the empty pier as if in a trance. A strong gust of wind blew from behind her, making her long blond tresses whip around her face. She found herself at the end of the walkway, and almost mechanically placed one foot after another on the railing.
From the shadows, a pair of piercing blue-green eyes took not of everything. A sardonic smile appeared on the lips of the mysterious watcher as the frail-looking girl placed her feet on the railing. A dark green energy started to crackle around the watcher, emitting enough light for a silhouette of a young woman to be made out. As the aura around her intensified, the wind started to pick up speed, which made the water below churn and rattled the doors and windows of closed shops along the pier. The sky darkened considerably as dark clouds covered the area. the only beacon of light coming from the moon, which seemed unwilling to be blocked.
A teenaged girl of about nineteen stepped forth from shadow of a building. Her face shone with gleeful malice. Her eyes flashed with the power she was generating, while her dirty blond hair swayed as if a gentle breeze was blowing through it.
"He never loved you," she hissed in the direction of the teen standing on the railing.
"Lean farther out," she coaxed sweetly as she walked slowly to the oblivious teen, "just a bit more, and all your troubles, worries and heartache will be long forgotten."
Stand there, looking out into the dark horizon, the blue-eyed girl felt suddenly relaxed as a voice in her head told her that the solution to all her problems was in her grasp, all she had to do was lean farther out. She started to lean forward, when a single moonlight beam shone on her, she suddenly tensed as she shook off the effect of the mellifluous voice. Thinking of how foolishly she was thinking, she strengthened her resolve to confront him about his sudden change in character.
"Must you be so righteous?" hissed the older girl, "Guess I'll have to take care of this myself."
Pointing her finger at the back of the younger girl, a powerful gust of wind came forth, pushing her over, into the churning water below. Standing, with an outstretched finger, an evil laughter erupted from her mouth. Lowering her arm, she powered don and a victorious smile pulled on her lips.
"I have succeeded where countless others have failed," she told herself.
Walking away, her only though was what to do with her new "beau."
"I'll lead him around for a bit longer, and then tell him exactly what it is he helped me accomplish."