A/N: alrighty, so that last chapter wasn't too good. And I know it. Oh well. So today, I'm writing all in Sadie's PoV...because I want to. And because there are a lot of things that need to be explained, and it would be kinda hard to do so from anyone else's pov.
A Little Thing Called An Explanation
I dropped Lyssia off at her house, all fake smiles and cheerfulness. Inside, I was hurting. Fighting off a mental projection as strong as Nikolas's had left me with some serious injuries- even though they couldn't be seen. I knew that Silver could sense them, though. Maybe that's why he was being so quiet and antisocial.
I opened the windows in my bedroom and snuck a glance at him out of the corner of my eye. "What's wrong?" I asked. His face went stony, and he shook his head. I raised my eyebrow, walking over to him. I made to embrace him, and he pulled away. Hurt crossed my face as I tried to hug him again. This time, he disappeared from in front of me, popping up far behind me instead. Fat, angry tears made their way down my face.
"So that's the way it's gonna be?" I spat. My hands were shaking from my anger. Silver just looked at me without saying anything at all. I glared at him, whipping away my tears. A heavy breeze came in through my window, reminding me to control myself. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes.
Everything that had happened tonight had unleashed my mother's worst nightmare: my powers. Apparently, my cousins and I were special for some reason. I knew there was a prophecy about us, but I didn't know what it was. From what my mother said, we aren't just your normal witches. We aren't just a vampire hunter, or just a healer. We posses a huge, ancient power. So far, none of my cousins have shown their powers. Apparently, what I had been through tonight fully unleashed mine.
My knees gave out beneath me, dropping me to the floor. I brought my knees up and placed my arms across them, placing my head on top. Nikolas's attack should have killed me. It was meant to find the person's worst fear and turn it against them. Eventually, the victim would take their own life to stop the illusion. Somehow, I was able to fight the illusion off. As far as I knew, no one had ever done that before.
The prophecy's coming true. I can't let her know...
My head shot up. I had just unintentionally read Silver's mind. "Tell me the prophecy." I demanded. Silver's eyes widened in shock.
"You read my mind." He stated. I glared at him.
"That's besides the point," I replied. "I want to know the prophecy. And you're going to tell me."
A/N: Okay, I know, really short. And it took so long to update. Sigh. I'm completely busy with all of my other school crap.
Here's a contest for you all:
I can't think of what the prophecy should be (or how to word it). The person who leaves the best prophecy in their review will have their prophecy put in my story.
Conditions:
-The prophecy must involve the falling of the Last Light first.
-It must include all four cousins.
-Also, it must include a reason why the vamps would want to turn them.
Good luck!