First of the Hidden Power

PART V

Crouching, though not too close, Cammi settled himself between the two now identified figured, well one of them at least. Avoiding being near Tarquan, Cammi observed the person that Tarquan was discussing plans with. He noticed that he was some sort of mist, a spirit was what it was called.

Observing the spirit closer, he saw it expression grave and grim, it's aged face peering down at Tarquan. Listening intensively to what went on between the two, though it mainly the spirit doing the talking, Cammi was shocked to what he witnessed and heard, as the spirit assigned Tarquan his task.

It was apparent then to Cammi that this dream was set back in the knight's timeline, and from what he heard both the spirit and Tarquan were working together, though Tarquan was more of a pawn to the spirit to do his dirty work.

Clenching his fist, and gritting his teeth, hatred surged through Cammi's veins once more as realisation struck him.

Through out his whole time that he had battled against Tarquan, thinking that it was some sort of unfinished business between the knight and Tarquan, but he now knew the truth.

The truth being that Tarquan was assigned the task to kill the knight, because the spirit opposed him as a threat, though Cammi knew that the spirit was lying, feeling the extraordinary power radiant off him like fire, but that was not the truth behind it.

It was the fact that the whole time, the spirit was working behind Tarquan's back, knowing full well, that the knight would be killed, then later reborn and that his powers would increase tenfold, would learn of Tarquan again, return to the lair and rid of him.

Anger clouded Cammi's vision, knowing now that all this time, the spirit had been testing him, to see what he was capable of as he grew up and faced many thing he didn't think he would live through.

***

Meanwhile, Isabelle walked soundlessly along the corridors, taking great care not to be seen by anyone. Tears stained her face, and left a path in the wake, as she clutched something tightly in her paw.

She knew that it was gone past midnight, and that everyone saved the knights would be asleep, and that was why she had to be extremely careful not to be seen by them, otherwise it meant big trouble for her if she was caught.

Now outside her brother's room, where she wished to be, she silently and swiftly slipped into his room, careful to be quiet as she closed the door behind her. Standing in front of her brother, she was thankful that no one was keeping watch over him tonight.

Releasing her tight grasp on what she held in her paw, she revealed her mother's medallion once more. Climbing on Cammi's bed, and crawling up, till she was snuggled up by her brother's side, she whispered a few words.

The medallion of which she held in her hands, began to glow, as her eyelids drooped and she surrended to sleep just as the light on the medallion dimmed. She didn't want to think that after seeing her brother for a few days that there was a chance he might not make it, because of the incident that happened just outside the castle. Casting a few spells, though healing ones, she hoped that it would help, even just slightly, it was something.

Although it now drained her of her energy though not as much as her mother, she felt exhausted not having to use this much magic before.  Even as she fell asleep, she knew very little that she had managed to gain full access into Cammi's mind, and was able to see what he saw and feel what he felt, as she slept.

***

In Cammi's Mind

Isabelle gazed around, fear capturing her heart at the two people who stood before her, the two who Cammi had his eyes trained on. One she could tell was a spirit but the other one she could only begin to imagine and describe as terrifying, with his scaly retile being.

Running to her brother, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks, she ran to him, knowing that he was alive, and unharmed.

Expecting him to turn and embrace her with open arms, she gasped as she ran straight through him. Turning, with newfound fear she looked at her brother shocked, clearly now understanding the situation. She was in Cammi's mind, but he was recalling on something from the past, though something inside her told her otherwise, as looking at her brother, she found that this image was new even to him. Concentrating hard on the scene, her eyebrows then rose, her eyes widened, realising this to be the enemies work at hand, now identified as the Spirit, though his name was still unknown to them.

Now realising that the spirit must have been the one who shot those spells at Cammi, and put his mind in a trance, wanting to show Cammi part of his memories, obviously wanting him to see them for a reason.

The reason partly being, was why the knight was killed, though even as Isabelle listened she looked doubtful at the spirit and regarded him with distrust, thinking it was the lamest excuse she ever heard.

Having now watched the scene several times, listening to the discussion between Tarquan and the Spirit, and feeling Cammi's anger grow by the minute, she all too soon then felt light, and began to float, as she closed her eyes and let what ever it was take her as she silently slipped away.

***

Bolting awake, into a sitting position, Isabelle gasps for air, as she collapsed back onto the bed beside her brother. She felt her heart beating rapidly and thought it would burst, it was going so fast, her eyes were still widened with fear, and her brow was beaded with sweat. She'd never been so horrendously scared before in her entire life until this moment, after witnessing what went on in Cammi's mind.

Though Cammi never knew that she had been there in his mind, not that he would ever find out.

It seemed strange to her to think that seeing a battle was more likely to scare someone such as herself, than two people performing in Cammi's mind.

Still panting and gasping for air, she tried to calm herself down as she could hear someone hurrying down the corridor, towards this very room.

Hiding the medallion back in her pouch, she placed a protective arm round her brother, knowing what he was seeing and feeling at this very moment, as the door to Cammi room opened and Stanney and Sir Cubbi came into view.

Isabelle looked up and winced upon seeing Stanney glare, and Sir Cubbi's disapproving look, as Stanney headed straight to her, his arm out stretched ready to pull her away from Cammi.

Trembling, she became scared of her Uncle Stanney, not use to seeing him this way, as she clutched the sheets, and closed her eyes, tears beginning to form in them, as she hastily rubbed them away refusing to let them fall, then opening her eyes, anger flashed in them.

Stanney paused him his step, bewildered by Isabelle suddenly trembling before him, as she was never usually that scared of him. True he had scared her once or twice but that was during playtime when the two of them were messing around, and he would make her jump when she least expected it. But here it was different, this was not playtime, this was serious, she had them all worried for a good few hours.

Taking a step further towards the bed, his arms still outstretched, he flashed a look of utter surprise to her, as anger became visible on her expressions, her eyes darting straight at him, as electric beams surrounded her.

"NO!" she shrieked.

Stanney stopped dead in his track hearing her screech, though not fully understanding what was happening at the same time.

Since when did Isabelle manage to possess strong powers such as these without anyone knowing?

A golden aura surrounded Isabelle small form, the electric beams disappearing, as her golden aura began to spread, stopping just before Stanney's feet, and creating some form of force field.

Several thundering of feet could be heard, apparently heading straight for this room, as the Council appeared in the doorway, now completely astounded and unable to move.

In study magic, those select few that had the ability, it was very rare to be experiencing what Isabelle was this very moment, as most could control their magic and emotions, though somehow her been mislead.

Though when this outbreak did occur it didn't involve being round their own kind, it always happened nearly always when they were in battle or fighting their opponent, they most loathed.

What Isabelle was experiencing right this moment was an emotional overload mixing to create one single emotion, fear. Though somehow without anyone knowing that she had telekinesis and had exploded and mixed with her magic abilities, making her twice as more powerful.

The situation didn't help that she seemed angry with Stanney for something, but it was the fear that was evidently in her eyes, that made them wonder what had frightened her this much.

Slowly approaching her, trying to calm her down, though they wanted to know what got her this scared, or angry in the first place, as it was enough to reveal her true hidden powers within her, making her as powerful as her brother, if not more so, though she just needed time to control it.

Isabelle stared at the Councillor's, her anger cooling slightly, and her fears for the time began to diminish, feeling safe in the Councillor's presence. Putting down her force fields and allowing them to approach her, just as she felt her brother stirring violently, then bolt awake, very much like she had done, though she knew what caused him to wake up like this.

Taking in a rasp and hasty breath she turned to see her brother awake, his eyes fluttering open, revealing his forever-sparkling blue eyes, gazing at her with a hint of fear, though it was gone before she knew it that she thought she merely imagined it, as he gave her weak smile.

Squeezing her brother tightly in a quick embrace, her grip immediately loosened around him, her eyes closing as she went unconscious, all her energy spent, and exhaustion once again kicking in.

Cammi chuckled at his sister, though he passed a questioning look at the Councillors, clearly wanting to know what caused her to collapse, and searching their faces he could see they weren't so sure themselves.

Everyone gathered round Cammi, glad to see that he was awake and well though he could not leave his bed, without first being checked by one of the medics, and guessed that, that would at least be another day or two if he was lucky.

The Council then took Isabelle from Cammi, allowing him to rest, whilst they checked Isabelle over and would later pass on the news onto her parents, about the situation.

Though her father was here, he had not seen what Isabelle had just done, before lowering her force fields and going unconscious.

Everyone then slowly one by one left the room, as the medics came scuttling into the room to check Cammi over, and made sure that he got rest, without being disturbed.

TWO DAYS LATER

Cammi now walked along the courtyards, and down many corridors of Gummadoon, finally managing to convince the medics that he was fine, so he could escape spending another day in bed.

The medics however had laughed at Cammi's constant begging to be let out the room, and eventually they caved in, though they still wanted him to get plenty of rest during the day.

Cammi wanted to first see his family, hearing that his mother had now awoken, and was completely rested, though his sister was still out cold, what had caused this he did not know.

Having been stuck in bed for two days he had been given the updates as to what had happened, whilst he was knocked out.

Practically skipping along in the corridors, greeting all he met in sight, he then came along another corridor, this one being completely deserted and was hardly used by anyone except the cubs who wanted to plan their pranks.

Such memories were these, as they were today.

Nearing the end of the corridor he felt the wind play with his hair, and blowing into his face, and covering his eyes, as he raised his paw and pushed it back, running his finger through his hair.

It felt good to have the wind in his hair again, just as he was about to take a step forward and continue on his way to see his family, he stopped sensing something strange. It was quite, too quite for his liking.

For a few minutes he stood there, intensively listening for any sounds and felt the wind blow and surrounded him. His face then registered a look of surprise and shock, as he felt for sure that he heard the wind whispering to him, though he couldn't grasp as to what it was saying.

Searching frankly up and down the corridor, hoping to hear the voice again, there was nothing.

Then the voice came again, louder and sounded incredibly close.

"Cammi"

Cammi turned to the source of the voice, desperately trying to find who was speaking to him, and literally jumped, when his eyes landed on his shadow.

END OF PART V

PART VI COMING SOON!