She was so tired and frustrated after she left Simon.
He was so…ugh! She couldn't stand him. Forget that he was cute and strong and... ugh!
She avoided him for the rest of the day and walked home by herself.
That wasn't what bothered her the most. No, not at all.
What bothered her was what she was about to do to him.
She shivered as the memory.
The voice in the back of her head was so familiar yet she couldn't place where she had heard that voice before.
The voice knew what she wanted to do and her senses came alive as she let herself be lured by the voice.
She could've hurt Simon or worse, killed him.
She didn't understand but she didn't care. It just gave her a better reason to stay away from Simon.
But what did Simon say about using his spells?
He looked so worried about her that her stomach flipped at the thought and her body grew warm.
Why did he make her feel this way?
She didn't understand.
She didn't understand anything today. But who cares? she'll just ignore Simon for the rest of the school year.
If it were only that easy.
What she needed to do now was finish her homework and clean the house before her dad's friend came over.
She reached her home, turned the lock with her key and walked in.
She closed the door and locked it, looking around for any sign of her dad in the house.
As always, it was empty.
Her dad didn't understand what she was capable of. He doesn't know what happened when she lost her control.
Flashback
"That's it, Samira. Do as I command. Control her and kill her." The tall man with yellow eyes said as he stood in the room.
The room was huge like a ballroom with random books and papers scattered about.
The girl listened to his commands. She wanted to stop but she couldn't. He had a hold on her that she couldn't break.
Her eyes were black. The irises that were supposed to be hazel were completely black.
Samira couldn't stop moving and she tried to fight against it but suddenly, she stopped fighting. Her reluctance breaking away. "Agat ad resistentiam quies et ut agat mando."
The sorcerer placed a stronger spell on her and she followed with no reluctance this time.
"Mira, Mira! Please, it's me, it's me, Janice! Your best friend!" the blonde yelled, terrified.
Janice loved her best friend and she only followed her because she couldn't wait for the others to catch up to her. But now she was going to die, alone and she knew it.
"Janiccceeee…" Mira hissed her name, her voice not hers and so, so wrong. Mira followed the girl with hawk like reflexes.
"MIRA! NO!STOP!" Mira could see the oh so red blood coursing through her veins, their liquid wanting to be released and moved.
Mira smiled with an evil look and she felt the blood calling to her and she raised her hand towards the girl, immediately, the blood connected and obeyed Mira.
She couldn't do anything. She was no longer in control of her limbs, Mira was and whatever Mira did, Janice's body would follow.
Janice felt like she was a puppet.
Janice hoped that her brothers would come in time. Janice couldn't do anything anymore.
Janice's arm twisted and she could actually hear her blood flowing and bending as Mira moved both of her hands to control Janice.
Janice tried to fight futilely against Mira but it was no use, Mira was in control. This was the reason Mira was extremely dangerous.
Mira could control blood easily. It was unnatural for her to do so but the group enhanced her abilities and hence her ability to control blood was born.
Once word got out, everyone wanted to get Mira. They could use Mira's power to control mankind and take over the world. Mira could control blood as long as she wanted and she hated it.
Her brothers knew about it and they helped her with it but Mira felt like it was burden and Janice knew all too well.
Mira could fight the power but being able to move blood in another caused Mira to go darker and it would be difficult for her to let go. Her abilities were enhanced and Mira could see the water everywhere.
Unfortunately, the sorcerer kidnapped her and brainwashed her and now Mira was no longer herself. Her eyes were completely black, her hair was thicker and her smiling face was now sneered with hate and rage.
"Mira," Janice struggled hoarse voice came out. At least she could still talk. "Mira, don't do this! This isn't you! It's me Janice; remember the time we first met? You were alone and crying and I came to help you!"
Janice thought she saw something pass Mira's eyes but it left quickly. "You're lying." Mira's voice said filled with power and evil.
"No! I'm not! Please, it's me Janice! We used to hang out a lot! We protected each other! Think, Mira, think about your father, your brothers, Jessie, think, Mira!"
Mira didn't even move but something was coming up in her mind and for a second, just for a second, she thought she saw her old image self yell, "Don't do this!" but it was gone as dark cloud covered it.
"Kill her, Samira, kill the girl and let us take what is rightfully ours."
Janice was crying, she knew she was going to die if she bought this up but it was the only way she knew that would get Mira to think clearly.
"Your mom, Mira! Think about your mother." Janice said as tears fell from her eyes as Mira still controlled her.
Mira stopped sneering. How did this girl did know about her mother? Pain raged in her body as she thought about her mother.
"Your mother wouldn't want you to do this, Mira. She'd want you to fight it, Fight it, Mira! Fight it!"
Mira was full of pain and that only filled her rage more. She looked at the girl and yelled with rage, "YOU KNOW NOTHING!"
In a quick movement, Mira moved her hands together which caused Janice's blood to boil hot.
Janice began to feel warm, then hot, unbearably hot and then excruciatingly hot. Mira kept moving her hand to make the blood boil inside the girl, giving in to her rage and pain of her mother completely.
"YOU DIE NOW!" Mira said as she thrusted her hand outward and squeezed her palms tightly that made Janice skin begin to boil as blood seeped through.
Janice screamed with an agony so heart wrenching, anyone would've cried immediately at the sound. Her heart burst inside of her, unable to withstand the heat, dying on the spot.
The body fell limp still standing as Mira still controlled the blood.
But something wasn't right; something was gnawing at the back of her mind.
Two wolves and a girl jumped into the warehouse and were snarling at her. Mira snarled back at them, more like a hissing cat than a girl.
One of the wolves looked at her and Mira heard the sorcerer curse and run away, leaving her alone with the wolves.
The big wolf with dark brown fur came up to Mira, cautiously and searched for her eyes. Mira saw those eyes, those green eyes that filled her protection and care and managed to simmer her anger and rage and pain.
Mira closed her eyes, confused and the wolf walked up to her and licked her face. Something about the way he licked her face filled her with longing and nostalgia that made her heart ache.
She slowly undid her palms and let her hands drop. As she heard the body drop to the floor, she was jolted back to reality.
Something inside her was awakening and the water all over the place became invisible but she could still sense it.
The rage and pain dissipated but it came back as she saw whose body it was.
Janice.
Janice skin was cracked and filled with blood as she was squeezed to death. Mira heart broke and she was filled with so much rage and pain, she yelled over and over again crying and cursing herself for being so weak.
Promising Janice she was going to avenge her. She held Janice's body not caring that the blood seeped through her clothes and hair.
Jessie and the wolves who were her brothers came to her and they had to force her to let go of the body but even then Mira still screamed and screamed and fainted because the rage and pain was too much for her.
Flashback ends.
She was so angry at herself for being so weak and let some sorcerer control her. She yelled out oher frustration.
She went to my room feeling frustrated and angry as she changed into short shorts, a simple tank top and socks.
She fell into her bed and felt her chest tighten. She cried and cried and cried and cried until sleep came over her.
: Let her resistance come to a rest and let her do as I command