A/N Exams are now over and I am looking forward to getting into writing this again. Anyways, I just want to thank a few people for their reviews and I just want them to know how much I appreciate them taking the time to review and just brightening up my day. Thank you : Pineapple8193, Alliehalliwell, Take Your Bow and especially Maverick500. Now I will stop wasting any more time and enjoy.

I awoke sore all over. In my arm was a long tube connected to a drip. URGGHH! What was going on? I was just so frustrated that I couldn't remember. I knew it was something important. The medication that was being pumped into my arm made it much harder to think clearly. My mind was slowly fogging up.

I ripped the tube out of my arm. The sharpness of the pain awoke my brain. It was then I noticed that the room was darker then it was before. I could barely see what was in front of me. Was it just me or was the room getting darker by the minute? Panic seized me, I had to get out. I flipped the covers off of me and got out of the bed. I started moving to the direction of where the door should have been. Someone grabbed my arm and I was pulled back. I knew who it was. I struggled to get out of his grasp. I was just pulled closer to him. I breathed in the scent of him. He smelled of fire; a fresh autumns evening and something else which I could only describe as fear but it wasn't his own but the scent of others clinging onto him like he savoured it. He pulled me into his chest. My body ceased struggling against his, contrary to what I wanted. I wrapped my arms around his body and surrendered to his embrace. He felt so strong and solid; the world around us seemed to crumble. The darkness consumed us; tightening around us.

The black clouds seemed to become less dense and dispersed. We were standing in a clearing on higher ground looking over a congested city. The city looked so familiar to me; it called to me. I knew immediately that some part of my past lay there and I wanted to go down and investigate. My grip on him tightened. It was strange, I couldn't remember his name yet I feel as though I have known him for years; like he has always been there, watching.

That was when I heard a voice, drifting through the breeze, whispering. Lucifer, that word was swept away within the air but stuck in my mind.

"Sweetie, I know you are having trouble remembering and I have brought here to remember." It seemed odd hearing him speak this way. I brushed off that thought, thinking it was probably because he seemed so authoritative earlier.

"Remember this city. You lived here for a while with your mother." A scene of my mother played in my mind. Within she was sitting by her fireplace, reading her favourite book; surrounded in bookshelves. The cosy scene was ruined by another flashback. This one was blurred and not so sharp or clear. My mother was being dragged away and I calling out for her; wanting her. The men were holding onto me; forbidding me to be with her. It was too painful for me to remember. I couldn't stop the tears from falling.

"I remember", I whispered.

"What do you remember?" he said tenderly, wiping the tears off my face with his finger.

"They took her away from me"

"That's right. Those people ripped you apart from your mother. They took her away thinking she was mentally unstable but she wasn't, was she?"

"No"

"They put you in a foster home. Didn't they? They made you suppress your powers, your heritage. They feared and hated you as they feared and hated your mother. They made you think your mother was a liar but she wasn't. She knew the truth about the world. She knew about the world of magic, of power."

"Yes, they were the liars." My hate for them grew with each word and my anger grew beyond my control. The wind began to pick up and gather once again. Aggressive storm clouds began to gather above the city. The ground began to violently shake. The clouds began to darken and rain began to fall; getting faster by the second. The trees fiercely swayed in the ever growing winds. Thunder rumbled loudly signalling the coming of lightening.

All I could focus on was how they destroyed my mother's life just because she was different and knew something more. Now it was up to me to destroy their lives. I willed the winds to gather and swirl around faster and faster; creating a tornado, small at first but growing larger by the minute. With my hand, I guided it throughout the city and watched the destruction it caused. Buildings were ripped apart; cars were lifted above the ground and swirled around. I could hear the people screaming below. I could feel their panic. I wasn't thinking straight; all that was driving me was anger and hate. I couldn't stop what I had begun.

I stood there and watched the scene unfold in front of me. Their pain, their fear consumed me. I was numb inside. What had I done?

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