Chapter 6: I'm a what now?

Kim

I opened the door to my new apartment, close my eyes as I walked in. "Please be decent" I whispered opening my eyes. It was a cozy 3 room apartment with a full working kitchen, bathroom, and even a fireplace.

I smiled and closed the door. Locking it I tossed the keys on the table and took a seat on the couch studying the room. I put the papers on the floor in front of me analyzing every one of them. The killer looked so familiar, maybe one of my fathers friends.

I don't know. I turned to the pictures of my mother and father. They looked so happy, why would any body want to hurt them. The tears began to while up again.

I put the picture down and back into the envelope. It was getting late and I was growing tired. I slipped into my pajamas and laid in bed staring at the ceiling. I quickly drifted to sleep…

It was a crisp autumn morning, the leaves were just staring to chance color. Life was begging to show again. The air was warm and thick. The sun was shining at its highest point warming my face. The lake in front of me was still yet I could feel the frantic waves.

The grass beneath me was colorless almost dead, which was strange for this time of the year.

I took a breath, looking to my side. There he sat next to me, full of happiness and life. I smiled as he noticed me staring. "What" he asked, his voice like silk. "Nothing" I said laughing. "What" he asked again.

"Just the way you see life, it inspires me" I said. "Yeah, right" he said trying not the blush. "No, really I don't no where I would be if I didn't meet you" I said. I started getting lost in his eyes and he in mine.

He started to lean in, when I finally realized what I was doing our lips were already together. My mind went blank and dizzy. The wind around us began the pick up and the water began to move. I pulled back catching my breath. "Logan" I whispered leaning on his shoulder…

I opened my eyes screaming his name. My breath was out of control and unsteady. My hair was all messed up from tossing and turning in my bed.

I untangled my body out of my sheets running into the living room. I picked up the envelope I leaved out the floor.

Pulling out the pictures searching the pictures. One after the other, until I saw it. The person that killed my parents was Logan…

"Kim" I heard from behind. I froze in my spot knowing that voice.

"Kim please look at me" it said. "I turned my body in the voices direction. I caught a glimpse of his face then closed my eyes. "Logan" I whispered.

"Kim, I know what your thinking. Just let me explain" he pleaded. Knowing I couldn't say no to him I nodded opening my eyes. "Why did you kill my parents" I asked trying to keep calm. "They weren't your parents.

Kim, I have to tell you something and it's not going to be easy" he said. "What is it" I said just wanting his to say it. "You'er a witch" he said.

"What" I said confused. "Just let me explain, remember that time I found you in the woods crying your eyes out" he said coming closer to me.

I nodded watching his every move. "Remember the grass around you, it was dead, right" he said. "What dose that have to do with anything" I asked.

"It was in a complete circle outside of that circle the grass was alive" he said. "So" I said angrily.

"You have very special powers, your powers are hooked to your emotions" he said. "How" I said not believing I was actually listening to him. Remember he's a wanted criminal and killer.

"When your happy your water powers show, when your sad your earth powers show, when your mad your fire powers show, and when your in love or feel loved your wind powers show" he said taking my hands. I was silent not sure if I believed him.

"Come on show me" he whispered. "What do I do?" I asked feeling a sense of comfort. "Think of your deepest thought" he whispered. I closeted my eye searching my mind.

I felt the power growing inside of me. I though of how my mother or the women claiming to be my mother dead and my father dead. Suddenly the fire place was lit, helping the moon with the lighting.

"Good" he said. I was shock of what I could do. "So what dose that make you" I asked. "I'm your advisor, every witch has one" he said. I nodded trying to take his all in.

"How am I doing" I asked. "Better then a lot of other people" he smiled. "Oh one more thing all witches have a protector/ warrior" he said.

"And who's mine" I said rubbing my head making sure this wasn't just another dream. "Yours goes by the name of Jack" he said. My eyes widen thinking of the only person I know by that name.

Suddenly the words came to mind "I want to tell you but I can't". "Oh my god" I said falling backwards.

Logan quickly caught me and helped my on the couch. "Are you ok" he asked. I nodded again and closed my eyes. "Its just a lot to take in" I said. "Yeah I know I about passed out when I learn I was an advisor" he said. "Dose Jack know" I asked.

"He should, all protectors know, I actually send him a message a few minutes ago" he said.

"Um, what if he doesn't" I asked getting worried know. "Well that would be awkward" he laughed. "Yeah according to the fact that he's on the police force and looking for you" I said standing.

Suddenly someone kicked the door open, a few police man busted through the door. Logan stood and I stood in front of him. Jack stood in the middle of the bunch.

"Did I tell you that protecters only come to there witch went they sense danger" he whispered in my ear rapping his hands around my waste. "No" I answered.

"Well you know now" he said. In a instant the room around us disappeared and we landed outside the building. "Did you just use your powers" I asked. He shook his head looking in front of him. I turned my head to where he was looking. There stood my protector Jack Brewer.

"Hi Kim"

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