Prt III: Destiny

Chapter II: Healing

It was a Monday night, and Aria sat on her bed, obnoxiously gnawing on gum and chatting away with her friend from school, Yvette.

Yvette was yet another member of Turney High's 'Inner Circle' as it was referred to. She had dark hair and eyes with an attitude to match. However, she had the same certain obsession with clothes and guys as Aria, so the pair got along fine.

"Oh man, can you believe that Trysten turned down Amanda today?!" Exclaimed Yvette over the phone.

"I know! The poor girl!" Exclaimed Aria.

Trysten was one of the more sought-out guys at school, and Amanda was one of the more sought-out girls. She had asked Trysten out at lunch, and the next thing Aria or Yvette knew, Amanda was bawling her eyes out because he wasn't interested.

"Apparently, he told one of his friends that she was too 'showy.'" Yvette sniggered over the phone, "Though I can see where he's coming from."

Aria couldn't help but laugh. Amanda was one of those girls who constantly flaunted what they had. While she was a good friend to both Aria and Yvette, she wasn't exactly modest, and the pair had no problem pointing it out.

Suddenly, Dylan came into the room. "Ari!" He said, tugging at her shirt.

Aria rolled over at him and sighed, "Ya twerp?"

Normally, Aria wasn't this snotty towards her little brother, but one of her pet peeves was being interrupted on the phone.

"Look! Look!" He said, trying to drag her off the bed and towards the stairs, "It's really pretty!"

She rolled her eyes, "Can it wait? I'm busy."

Dylan shook his head feverishly. "C'mon!"

"Erugh." She cried in exasperation. She got up, and grabbed Dylan by the arm, "Can't you show mom?"

"No!" He cried defiantly, "She went out with dad."

Aria exhaled harshly, "Figures. Babysitting again." She turned to the phone, "Yvette, can you hang on a second? I've got to deal with the little brat."

"Hey!" Exclaimed Dylan.

"No problem," Came Yvette's voice.

Aria nestled the cordless in the crook of her neck, "Look, Dylan. Right now, I'm doing big girl things, I'll come down and look at it as soon as I'm done." She said escorting him to the door at the same time.

Dylan lowered his head, "Ohkay." He mumbled.

Aria felt a huge wave of guilt at the moment, she hated being the older sister sometimes, "I promise I'll come down." She said, shutting the door behind him.

Dylan mimicked the sigh Aria did and slowly walked down the stairs.

If Ari didn't want to see the pretty flames from the stove, that was her fault.

After Dylan had departed, Aria plopped back down on her bed, and returned to her conversation.

"So, are you going on Friday?" She asked Yvette.

"Definitely." Replied Yvette, "Sadly I have no idea what to wear."

Aria chortled, "Typical Yvette. Always worried about clothes."

She snorted over the phone, "Like you're any better."

"I am."

"Oh yeah?"

"Ya, I worry about guys too."

The pair were discussing the huge party Ian Saratoga was having at the end of the week. His parents were out of town, and he lived in a mansion, due to his mother's fabulous acting abilities.

Aria was about to bring up another topic, when an ear-shattering scream broke through the air. "What the Hell?" She muttered, "Yvette, I'll have to call you back."

Yvette said something along the lines of 'bye' but Aria didn't listen as she hung up the phone. She tossed it on the bed and ran out of the room and down the stairs.

The screaming didn't stop, and Aria followed the sound to the kitchen.

When she entered her jaw dropped to the ground.

Dylan was lying on the linoleum floor, clutching his arm and screaming his lungs out. Aria took one look at the stove to see that the burner was on.

The Anderson-Moore family had a gas stove. One that would ignite hugely if one left the gas running too long. She rushed over to her brother. "Dylan!" She cried, trying to get a look at his arm, "Dylan, are you alright?"

"Mommy!" He cried shrilly, rolling on the floor. "I! WANT! MOMMY!" He said between breaths.

"Dylan," Said Aria, trying to remain calm as she was imploding, "Let me see your arm."

"OWWWIEEEE!" he bellowed as Aria jerked his other arm away.

Aria's eyes widened when she saw his left arm, "Oh. My. God." She whispered, shock and horror apparent on her face.

Dylan's arm was a mess. His entire arm from wrist to shoulder was scorched and mottled beyond recognition. Aria's eyes couldn't divert themselves from the scene. This was way worse than your average stove blister, and it was easily a third degree burn. It was red and looked like uncooked meat.

"Oh no, oh God." Aria prayed, her fingers gently grazed his wrist. She felt a sudden stinging sensation between her fingers and quickly jerked them back.

What the? She looked at her fingers, then down at the wrist. Was it just her, or did Dylan's wrist not looked so.... So charred?

She felt an odd compulsion to look out the window, and when she did, she discovered a bright full moon beaming down on her. "O mater Luna, Regina nocis, adiuvo me nunc." She whispered.

She cracked her finger knuckles and carefully, as if from fear, placed them over Dylan's arm.

After a few moments, she threw her head back in a silent scream. The pain was unbearable, if felt like someone had just electrocuted her. After a few racking moments of torture, she looked up at the ceiling and started breathing rashly. She blinked a few times and glanced down at her brother, who appeared to be in a deep sleep.

His arm was completely healed.

She looked back out the window, expecting to see the radiant display she had just witnessed a few moments ago.

But there was no Full Moon, only a tiny sliver of one. She carefully backed away from her brother and into a corner. Clutching her amulet tightly, she began to rock back and forth.

What just happened? She looked down at her hands.

What am I?

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That's all for now folks! Cliffie eh? No? Oh, alrighty then.

Next Up: Prt III: Destiny Chapter III: The Third

Sigh, no reviewers this time. I've got one more chapter thats pretyped that i'm going to post, regardless of reviewers. (As my PC keeps crashing and i fear it will be erased) but after that, i'm going to ask for one review per chapter before i continue. Just so i know people are still interested.

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