Jeremy Shane: I am glad you like it :) new chapter is up

I am on my bed in my room.

"Will, are you okay?" Ken asks me for the third time. She is all dressed up lying on the bed next to me, reading a book.

"I," It was just a dream. Anya is not in hell, "Yes," my voice is still shaky.

"I am and stop asking."

"Sorry." She looks away.

I am such a bitch.

I won't let this dream destroy my day, I'll have the best day ever…Yeah, I will.

"Come on let's eat some breakfast." I grab her hand and take her out of bed with a smile.

"It's two in the afternoon Will." I slept for so long?

"So? Don't tell me you are not hungry."

She chuckles. "I am slayer, we are always hungry."

"Good." I laugh with her.

We move downstairs and take some food. Luckily, Andrew always cooks too much, so there are some leftovers from lunch and it's only an hour after lunchtime. Even though Andrew always triples the amount, there is nothing left by dinner. That's just slayers, always hungry and… always hungry.

Good, seems like it won't be that hard, to put the dream behind.

I lean in and bit off the tomato from Ken's fork. She sends me 'What the hell' look, but then she smiles when I swallow it and kiss her.

"Come on, I wanna do something."

"Like what?"She asks me gently.

"Let's go to the cinema. You can choose the movie." I grin widely. Okay maybe I am forcing feeling happy a little bit. But one monk once said that if you laugh out loud eventually you will really think it's funny. So smile!

"Will, are you sure you are okay?"Damn it. I am trying for your sake, stop making it harder. I grin even wider. Okay am I rhyming in my mind? Maybe I am still dreaming, but then I dreamed about dreaming is that even possible?

"Yes and stop asking that, you are like a broken record." I answer.

"Let's go."I continue and grab my jacket. She follows.

We walk quietly and I try to enjoy the nature around me. I hear a bird singing to me, it's beautiful. I wonder how it is for Ken, since thanks to her slayer abilities it's even louder. I smile and stretch my arm. I use magic to lure one of the birds to me.

It flies on my hand and keeps singing. It is a yellow bird, probably American goldflinch. Though its head and wings are black and there are three white dots on each wing. Its beak is orange.

He, well I think it's a he. He is walking back and forth on my palm. I close my eyes and listen to his song, and it pushes every other thought from my head.

My senses are better, it's like the trees comes closer and the sky is brighter. The sun is shining, it's all covered in the music. He climbed my arm and now he is on my shoulder singing to my left ear.

"Will." Ken breaths out. She stands in front of the sun, so it's like she has a halo. She is beautiful; her hair shining in the sun, her face is perfect with the smile and her eyes. I love her eyes. Her brown eyes. I could stare in them for hours. It's perfect, except for that tiny thought whispering to me about blue eyes and blonde hair.

"Sh..." I whisper so we don't disturb the bird, "give me your hand."

She does as I say and I use magic to make her attractive to the bird. I am not using any controlling magic I just mimic the goldflinch, so he thinks, he doesn't think but if he were he would think we are just bigger version of the bird. He flies onto her hand and a beam of happiness spreads over her face.

"Hi." She says to him. It's nice to see how gentle and sweet she can be. It reminds me of… It is really nice.

I watched her play with him for a while and then we stare at him as he slowly flies on a close by tree.
"You did it with magic?"Ken asks, the joy slowly disappearing from her voice.

"Yep, but it was just little bit, nothing that could turn me."I continue when I see her face.

"Good."

"Ken, you don't have to worry. Magic is not bad," I sigh at her 'are you crazy?' look, "I just abused it, that's why it turns me. Magic is amazing, powerful, and joyful. You don't have to fear it."

"You talk about it as if it's your lover." Why doesn't she get it?

"It's like slaying."

"No it isn't." she shakes her head. "Slaying isn't killing me, demons yes but not slaying."

"Damn it. I was addicted. Just because I have a bad experience with it, doesn't mean you can judge it. You don't even use it, so stop acting like it's a burden you have to carry!" I yell at her.

Her muscles tighten and she looks like if someone slapped her.

"Your eyes." she whispers.

"What?"I snap at her and she shivers. For some reason I feel satisfied because of it.

I smile and her breath quickness.

"They are black." She breaths out.

I grin wider. The way she is scared, terrified, it runs waves of pleasure all over my body.

I reach out to her, but she steps back.

"Will, stop." her voice begging and then it hits me. I lose all of my strength and fall on my knees.

My eyes are black, I turned.

"I am sorry, God, I am so sorry."

"It's okay," she says. And I am guessing my eyes are back to normal cause she kneels and hugs me.

I don't understand why I turned, the magic it was nothing it couldn't turn me. Sure I have more power now, ever since the spell that made potential slayers, slayers I had more power than ever. Even more than when I was evil.

I am able to feel slayers, vampires and witches now . The spell made me more connected to the supernatural. I can feel tingling or vibrations when someone gifted or cursed is around me. At first I couldn't stand that because every time I felt it, but now I learned how to suppress it. But still, it shouldn't turn me.

What's happening to me? First the dream and now this? Why? What did I do? I just want it to stop. Stop. I grab my head and shake it.

Will I pay for my mistakes for the rest of my life?

In opposite to my expectations, we actually went to the movie. But I don't remember what it was about, we were so tense…. The rest of day went in a similar fashion.

So here I am in my bed, waiting whether she will join me or will decide she wants to sleep on the couch…