Chapter Eight

(First I want to thank all the people that have reviewed this fan fiction up to this point. Thank you SpitfireUSN and princesslolithatheorca654.

Now just a little info. Airy is now suffering from broken wings and a tiny amount of water in her lungs. Luckily she is in good condition and will be up and flying in no time. On the other hand, she now has to teach Nightingale how to fly properly because he is truly clumsy in the air.

Sorry about this, but I will now be changing point of view to a new character. The new character will be a female villain. Her name is Veronica Raven. She has the power to summon the dead (Necromancy). She is known as the Summoner.)

"Madam. Madam Summoner? Madam it is time to awaken. The Brotherhood is waiting to see their new leader for the first time. Please awaken. I will be seen as a fool if I cannot get you to awaken. Please Madam Summoner." A voice in the darkness spoke out to me.

Was I really hearing this voice or was it my imagination? Was this one of the dead come to claim my life? No it wasn't. It was one of those stupid "Brotherhood of Mutants" people to get me to reveal myself to them. They needed a new leader and that was to be me. I could not show my true form to anyone. I had to summon a dead maiden to take my place. I just needed time.

"I am coming please give me some time to get ready. I will be right out." I called out to the voice.

"Very good Madam Summoner. I will let them know that you are getting prepared." The voice said as it left.

I slowly opened my eyes and climbed out of my bed. I looked around to make sure no one else was in the room. The coast was clear. I moved over to my closet and opened the door to reveal a Summoner's Circle stained into the floor with my own blood.

This Circle is specially made so that I could sit in the center and raise multiply bodies from the dead.

I stepped into the Circle and sat down with my legs crossed and my hands on my knees. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. The powers surge through my body as I channel them and concentrate on raising one female body.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm." A female moans.

"Open your eyes and let me see through them and control your body." I command.

Darkness at first then slowly a speck of light appears. The light steadily grows until I am looking down at my own body. I had been successful for the thousandth time.

I raised my arms to see if I had full control and I did. I quickly turned towards the door and strolled out of the room, locking the door on the way out. No one could get into the room due to magic seals and the door simply being locked.

I approached the microphone stand on the stage and looked out upon the mutants gathered to see if I was the leader that they wanted. I cleared my throat and prepared to speak.

"Welcome my fellow mutants. I am the one known as The Summoner, and I will be the leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants. I welcome you and hope that you will follow my lead as I lead us to victory over the humans that call themselves superior. We must fight and we must win. They have built machines that are meant to defeat us, but we are stronger than a simple machine." My voice echoed around the room.

For a split second they all stared back at me. I steadily grew scared until they all busted out cheering. I had their graces and I would use them to further grow my powers. I smiled then looked down at my hands to calm my nerves. I was safe and they believed I was the real me.

Or so I thought. Just then a sharp pain shot through my body and I watched as a Razor Sharp Quill sprouted from my bosom. I gasped in pain as the closet door came into view. My fake was destroyed in the instant that I lost concentration. I had no choice but to stay hidden and hope for them to stay away from my room.

After a second they started knocking and banging on the door. I stayed hidden. The closet was magically protected from anything and everything. I was safe and after two hours of them searching my room and finding nothing they left. I was safe.