Fox
You know how people who claimed to have returned from the dead recall seeing a light at the end of a tunnel? That's what I see in front of me. Only its more like a hallway. Along the walls are still images of my life. My mom and dad smiling at each other, my first bike, my old cat Andromeda ( I had an Astrology phase), a picture of Kayden and I hugging.
Among these fond memories were pictures of animals. A wolf, a tiger, and most strikingly, a hawk. The bird I had never payed much attention to now seemed so important. More pictures of my father showed up, he wasn't smiling in any of them. I began to notice odd details about the pictures. My father looked slightly older as did Kayden and I. I came across a picture of myself sitting in front of a cake, about to blow out the candles. I wondered why I couldn't remember this before I read the words frosted meticulously on the cake. " HAPPY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY FOX!" That's impossible, I thought. I'm only fourteen.
I frantically rushed to the next frame astounded to see myself looking several years older, dressed in a graduation cap and gown. There was a man standing next to me l, kissing my cheek. It was Kayden. I realized the pictures were showing my future. Before I could race to the next picture, I felt some force pulling me away. Pulling me back towards life. Looking back, I find it funny that I didn't know I had died until I was being sucked back into my body.
Flemeth
I was staring at the girl as the life returned to her slowly. Her chest began to rise and fall and her eyes fluttered. Looking at her now, I am amazed how much she looks like her mother. Granted she has some of her father's features as well but there would be no disputing this child as the offspring of my old friend. To confirm that she had her parents' gift, i took some of her blood. I absorbed the power held within and released it. I walked over to the mirror to discover I had transformed into a fox. So she does posses the power... just as i suspected. I had to conduct one final test to confirm my suspicions about this child. Using the power of her blood, I attempted to change my form again. I closed my eyes and pulled up an image of my target form. I barely had time to validate my success before the child made a noise. I whirled around to find her standing defensively, lightning arching between her fingers. A mage too then? Impressive. She didn't even acknowledged the electricity flowing from her hands. She just stared at me with a lost expression. " Mother?" She asked in a clear tone. " No child, I am not your mother. " I clarified. "You sure as hell look like her! Who the hell are you?" She screeched. Ah, people from the mortal world. They are so dramatic. "I am Flemeth. I believe you've heard of me?" I said in an amused tone, knowing she had. She just couldn't remember it. "Quit screwing around! Flemeth isn't real. She is a video game character." The girl asserted. Maybe the memory wipe hadn't gone as planned... "I assure you child, I am indeed Flemeth." "Oh yeah? Prove it." "You are in my world now. All you need do is look at your hands and I'm sure you'll believe me." I suggested, gesturing to the lightning still flowing between her hands. She did as I had said and let out a loud shriek. The girl shook her hand wildly as if it would help. "DON'T JUST STAND THERE! HELP ME!" she hollered. "Just will it to stop and it shall do so." I answered calmly. She paused in her frantic dance and closed her eyes. When she opened them, the lightning was gone. " What in God's name was that?" She asked breathlessly. I smirked at her and said "Your first lesson in the arcane arts."