A/N Sorry I wanted to get the out sooner but I hadn't had the time soo yeah. I would like to talk my reviewers.


Last Time on The Killer in Me Part One

"Not as wimpy as I thought." More impressed in my skills which caused him to have to resort to building up his borrowed magic. But he was already to late. A wall of sea water slammed on top of us. Making the bridge give way to plummet into the beginning of the storm below.


The Killer in Me Part Two

Have you figured it out yet?

We both hit the water with the remains of the shattered bridge. I came through the surface with a big intake of air and was then pulled under when a hand seized my foot. I urged an underwater current to redirect, making him unable to hold on. I kicked hard to emerge at the surface and forced myself to disappear and reappear on the shoreline. Overseeing the bluffs that shook with the power, as the force of the water swirled. I held onto the water, keeping Xavier trapped in the center of the escalating storm. He managed to get some air when he found himself on top of the water. I couldn't let him escape…

I drew forward a collection of currents and high waves making him finally alarmed. His screams were lost in the violence of my storm. The waters took him further out to the deeper ocean. The waves made him tumble with the swells. He fought. His magic's were mounting, he didn't have a chance to use it since I forced away all his potential spells and swept him under when he tried to disappear. Trapped like a fly in a spiders web.

When I compared, I realized that I was toying with him. Letting him get only enough air to survive. I summoned a vortex to end his life, like a watery cocoon, it swallowed him and like a spider I sucked his life force away, deep within the monstrous water. Where his body would remain.. where his soul would return to the hell.. where he belonged.

I let myself fall to my knees, almost completely drained and with the feeling of what I had just done for the first time… I became a killer. Shaking with the icy wind on my wet body I had enough energy left to disappear. The waters called to the wind .. To carry the tale of a prophecy fulfilled and a witch that might not last the night.


Review to make another guess to whom this POV belongs to.

Hint from the chapter:

Female White Witch and 18 Years Old. (Not Claire or Jacey)

So ask yourself who fits this description.