Rachel's POV
Syd's been in a coma for nearly a month now, and I had just turned into and Journeyman Theurgist. Despite that I still haven't been able to coax her awake, but everyone was trying to help, in their own way. I had gained Scurvy's trust when we fought together and she was trying to comfort me in her own silent way. Brandon gave me books to help pass the time, but always left, but I understood, Kelly stays with me and tells jokes when I turn even more depressed to help cheer me up. One time when Kama came in, Kelly had turned the floor into sand and Kama sunk in up to her waist. Man she was pissed but Kelly was laughing too much to even care.
I have two other people who are with me. Nolan and Matt. I suspected why Nolan comes but I don't know why Matt always comes. He just sits there and pats my back while I wait for some movement from my little sister. A smirk. Oh god just something! Nolan was touching her head again and closing his eyes, and that usually lasted for hours. But he always came back with a smile on his face and a slight pink tinge.
Sydney's POV
Not again…. I thought to myself, wondering around yet another pitch black space. I've been trying, to get away from here for a while, but I seemed to be going around in circles. I looked down at myself to see and outfit I used to wear all the time before my parents were killed. I grabbed a fistful of my hair to see that it wasn't as thick and it was almost straight. I was wearing a long sleeved light green shirt and over it was a jeans dress with flowers on the edges, holding my hair back was a light green headband, and I had on Mary-Jane shoes with bright white socks that went up to my calves.
"Sydney!" I whirled around to see a 6 year old Rachel running towards me, tears streaming down her face.
"Sissy what's wrong?" I automatically asked, the words coming out naturally. She said nothing and held me tight, crying into my shoulder. "Sissy you're going to wake up my bubby, mommy and daddy won't be happy if he wakes up" I said, referring to the 1 week old boy upstairs.
She cried even harder, gripping me tighter. "They're gone" she said.
I felt dread settle in my stomach. "Who's gone?"
"My mommy and daddy, a-and, your mommy and daddy!" I gripped onto her shirt, feeling tears well up in my eyes, and cried into her shirt to, waking up my brother in the process. Our crying alarmed our babysitter in the backyard, she sprinted in, and hugged us, asking what was wrong. We didn't have time to answer when a knock was heard through our house. She let go and answered the door, revealing to police officers with their hats off.
I wasted no time running over to them, Rachel right behind. "You're wrong!" I screamed before they could utter a word, "They're not dead! They're not dead!" I pounded my fists on his leg, and he did nothing, looking at me with sad eyes.
I felt arms pry me off the officer's leg and the scene disappeared, but the arms held me. I screamed and kicked at whoever was holding me, tears streaming down my face.
"Shh, its ok it was just a memory, it's just a memory" they whirled me around and pressed me against their chest, hugging me and rocking me back and forth while I bawled my eyes out.
Their arms disappeared and a different scene came in front of me. A Christmas tree was in front of me and a family was around it. Two children were holding a young woman's hands, while she was leaning on a man, smiling gently. They didn't seem to see me, so I decided to be a stalker. I walked in front of them and…. My mom was smiling gently up at the man, but, We never had the exact eye color. I thought, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Mommy can we open the presents now?" the woman chuckled at the young girl that asked.
"Go ahead Vivian." the boy followed the girl, both with large smiles on their faces.
The woman looked nervous as soon as they left. "Andrew has my eye…"
"It's ok Sydney, it couldn't be helped." I jerked my head back at the mention of my name, my eyes wide with surprise.
"What?!" I screamed. I ran towards the kids and saw that the girl had blond hair with dark blue eyes. The young boy had dark brown hair and a single hazel eye, but his other eye was one of flame. "Oh my god!" I shrieked, putting my hand up to my mouth.
The scene seemed to melt around me, returning me to the darkness, I looked around, and saw a small white light at the end. "Only thing I got….." I muttered, walking towards it.
I didn't know those would be the first steps to becoming a Savior of the Spiral, or the Destroyer.
SHORT I KNOW BUT I'M WORKING ON ANOTHER CHAPTER!