Two
I was glad work was over though in all fairness it was over the moment I went for lunch but I stayed in my office doodling I couldn't explain I had drawn the same face over and over. I pushed open my apartment door I ducked as I saw a ball of fire heading towards me. It hit the wall behind me and I sighed, couldn't I have one day without being attacked by someone.
I shut the door behind me and I threw the bag onto the floor I saw another fireball heading my way, I put my palm up and sent it flying back towards him. "I'm going to kill you," he spat.
I sighed, I looked over at Blaine and shook my head, "I can't believe Kara vouched for you," I said, "if only she knew you were a demon." I placed my hand into the air and unclenched my fist, he immediately blew up into little pieces. I groaned, it was either getting to easy or they were just getting easier to destroy.
I felt something hit me and I went flying into the wall, I groaned and turned around to see Blaine had reformed. "Well damn. That didn't go the way you planned," he snapped.
I raised an eyebrow, "didn't it?" I asked. I grabbed the vial off the nightstand and threw it against him I ducked as he went up in flames, I watched as he disappeared I stood up and frowned at the floor. "Why do the burn marks never go?" I shook my head, "rug bin," I said. As I said it the rug moved itself into the bin. "I am sick of buying that rug."
"Use your powers to clean it," someone said. I turned around to see my mom standing by the door.
"Really you had to orb in? You couldn't knock?" I scoffed.
"I'm your mother I don't have to knock," she shrugged. "Plus you got your powers I don't have to hide mine anymore."
"Great parent of the year," I said sarcastically.
"What crawled up your butt and died?" She asked. I shook my head, I turned away from her and kicked my shoes off, "honey what's wrong?" I shook my head again. "I can tell, you're having them again aren't you?"
"No," I lied.
"Libby you were a shit liar when you were younger and you are worse now," mum said. She pulled me into her arms and hugged me tightly, "I'm sorry." I hugged her tightly and sighed "I wish I could make it better for you."
"I'm really glad that you can orb into my apartment," I told her. "Times like this I need it." She smiled, "I love you mom."
"I love you too Libby," mom said. "I better go your dad will be wondering what happened to me." I grinned. "You could come back home for a few days?"
"Mom, I don't want to be in Metropolis," I said. "I'd rather stay in National City, where my job is."
"Alright, I have to try," mom agreed. "Remember call me if you need me."
"Mom do the fighting demons ever get easier?" I asked quietly. "I mean the whole magic thing? I thought I was getting a grip on it but every time I think I have it sorted. This happens."
"A guy you date tries to kill you?" Mom asked slightly amused. I looked at her flatly, "I don't know sweetie, some days I'm not even sure I have it sorted." I sighed and sunk down onto the sofa, she bent down to my level and lifted my chin up to look at her, "don't be sad Libby, these powers are a gift." I raised an eyebrow, "a gift to help people."
"Isn't that why we have supergirl and superman?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"Honey everyone needs a little help, magical is our business, you are a witch, they are aliens," mom said. "Honey just maybe relax don't think too much about your powers, you can control them."
"Yeah normally," I said. "You said yourself, having those dreams or whatever it's causing my powers to go haywire."
"You managed to defeat a demon with those haywire powers," mom said. "Libby our powers are tied to our emotions."
"So you say," I scoffed. "You better go back to dad, tell him I love him and I will see him soon." Mom kissed my head and then she orbed out of the room. I reached over into my bag for the drawings, I reached for my scrap book and flipped to an open page and stuck them. "I wish I could remember." I flipped through the sketches I had drawn previously, I couldn't explain who I was drawing or even where I had seen them. All I knew is that they were coming into my dreams but I could never see clearly. I suppose I would just have to go with the assumption that I had made him up, that way it was easy. I moved and sat in bed, I suppose all this magic thing would be easier if I had someone to share the burden with but I didn't. I closed my eyes and found myself falling to sleep.
"I love you too much Libby, I can't let anyone hurt you."
I sat up in my bed and rubbed my eyes, I looked at the clock to see it was 4am, I groaned and changed into a tracksuit and shoved my trainers on, I grabbed my keys and ipod and shoved my headphones in. Hopefully a run would calm my head and allow me to relax I began running the streets. I had no idea how long I was running for I did know I had saw the sun rise, I stopped and took a breath, sweat was pouring down my body, I looked at the time seeing it was 6am. I stared in surprise I had been running for 2 hours.
"Hey witch," I heard someone say. I turned around in surprise and saw a funky looking guy, I didn't get time to do anything before a fireball was heading my way, I didn't get time to dodge before it hit my shoulder. I screamed in pain. "Hurts doesn't it?"
He sent another one and I dodged it, I kicked him in the stomach and he doubled over, days like today I hate these powers. My shoulder was killing me, I was going to have a good job at explaining this at work.
"Hey leave her alone!" I heard a voice snap. "That isn't very nice." I turned to see Superman flying in the sky.
The demon took the chance and slapped me I went flying into the wall I groaned, I lifted my hands up and unclenched my fist, he froze I turned around and Superman wasn't frozen. "Why aren't you frozen?"
"Witch powers have no affect on me," he said. I frowned slightly his voice was familiar, I couldn't put my finger on it. "Magic really doesn't."
"Potion," I said putting my hand out. It appeared in my hand a few seconds later, I turned around and threw it at the demon he went up in flames immediately. I looked at my shoulder and winced, "that's going to sting."
"Are you ok?" Superman asked, he placed a hand on my shoulder and I coiled away.
"Mom!" I called.
"Libby please," he said.
"How do you know my name?" I asked, "nobody calls me Libby." I shook my head.
A second later my mom appeared, "do you seriously not sleep Liberty?!" Mom asked. She saw my shoulder and her eyes widen, "oh my god." She rushed towards me ignoring Superman at my side, "you aren't meant to let the fireballs hit you."
I looked at her flatly, "can you heal me?" I asked.
"If I was a horrible mother I would say no," she said. She moved my hand away and I heard her wince, she hovered her hand over my wound and I watched as it healed. "Be careful Libby, the fireballs can kill us if they have a high enough power behind it."
"I know mom," I nodded. She orbed out again and I stood up and went to walk out the alley I felt a hand grab my arm and tingles shot up, I shivered slightly and turned to face him. "Can I help you?"
He stared at me and I frowned slightly I looked into his eyes and I couldn't look away, I could have sworn I know those eyes. "Hey it's superman!" I heard a voice shout. I turned around and saw a few kids coming our way he still hadn't let go of my arm, they came over and he shook his head.
I pulled my arm away and he stared at me, "we will meet again Libby. I promise." He flew away and I watched him go, I shook my head those words were too familiar.
"Wow he's so cool!"
I walked out the alley and ran back to my apartment I pushed open my door and ran towards my desk pulling out the scrap book, I flipped it open towards the back and looked at what I had written down, what I could remember. The more I thought I was closer to remember the more I was sure I wasn't making it up, but then I was worried I had made it up. Now I was sure I didn't.
I looked at my shoulder and smiled a little I loved my mom having healing powers it really helped and meant I no longer had to explain to work how I got burnt or hurt sometimes. I stripped off my clothes and headed to the shower I only spent 10 minutes in before I got out and dressed for work. Today I would have Darren's daughter shadowing me and I had no idea how I felt about that. I was in the middle of getting dressed as I heard my phone ring. I grabbed it and answered it immediately. "Hello."
"Hey Liberty, I'm outside waiting I have tea," Darren said.
"Aw I love it when you owe me," I laughed. "Give me a minute and I'll be out."
"See you soon."
I shoved my top on and grabbed my bag I slipped on my heels and left the apartment I saw Darren's car outside and got into the front seat, he handed me the drink and I took a sip, "ah good you still know how I like it," I teased. I turned around and looked in the backseat, "hey Samantha," I smiled.
"Hey," she laughed. "Thanks for letting me shadow you."
"Hey you look like shit, you not sleeping well again?" Darren asked.
"Wow I think I preferred it when we were dating, at least I got compliments like 'oh Liberty you look beautiful today'," I said flatly making Samantha laugh. I turned to look at him, "and no I'm sleeping fine."
"If you say so," he shrugged.
"Hey Darren, what do you know about Clark Kent?" I asked curiously.
"Brilliant reporter, Mr White loves him, he's good at his job, why?" He asked.
"I met him yesterday, Kara knows him so I was curious," I lied. "He's very awkward."
I would like to thank WhisperingWater for reading and the feedback she's been giving me! I'm really excited abotu this story and I hope you guys are liking it too! Thank you for reading! The next chapter will be posted on Thursday!
