Chapter 3

Hey everyone sorry it keeps taking me forever to update I've just been really busy this summer and I am working on another story that I'm doing. But I promise ill try and update as often as I can, anyway my new story is going to be a doctor who fanfic I'm so excited. So if yall have any ideas about monsters I could really use some,

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"NO!"

The manticore drops my mom she hitting the fridge that is now covered in blood. It charges and I immediately swing my bat at its face. I hear a crack but coming from the bat, I look down and it has a huge crack going all the way down to my hands. I drop it and try to dodge the swings of its scorpion tail, I spot the kitchen knives but they are being blocked by the beast so I try to concentrate only using my thoughts of controlling water. Nothing its black, I open my eyes just in time to duck a swipe that would have hit me in the face I close my eyes again and it's still black but a blue gleam of light becoming brighter until I see its shape, a trident I concentrate on the trident until I feel something heavy in my hand. I open my eyes and see a water trident in my hand as soon as I touch it gleams to life and I hear the manticore hiss and growl at me while circling me trying to decide If I'm going to charge at it. It gets in pouncing position and jumps. As soon as I see it I scream so loud that I think all of Texas could hear, I hold up my hands out of instinct and forgetting I have the trident in my hands plunge it onto the beast as it came down on me before it could even touch me it materializes into golden dust. The trident burst into water pouring onto the ground. I take a deep breath and feel blood trickling down the side of my head and I touch it and wince.

I hear coughing on the other side of the room and remember that my mother was stabbed. I see her holding her side I pick her up and hold her hand that is covered in blood from her side a call her name. She opens her eyes and smiles "I'm so proud of you sweetie always remember, I love you so much." she says with dying breath.

"No mom please don't leave me please I need you." I cry. "Be brave no matter what okay, I love you." She says and closes her eyes and takes her last breath.

I love you too.

I set her back down and wipe my tears with the back of my hands that are crusted with dried blood and walk into the bathroom. I take the razor blade I save in the back of my drawer and to my wrist.

This is for my mom.

For my father.

For the manticore.

For what happened not too long ago.

For my power over water.

And I take four extra swipes for me.

I wipe the blade off from my blood and wrap my wrist with gauze and then clean my head where the manticore clawed me. After I'm done I pack a duffel bag and stuff it full of clothes. I look at the time and it's four in the morning so I just change and grab my extra pair of glasses from a shelf in the bathroom and take off my cracked ones and throw those in the trash I grab my contacts and stuff them in my duffel bag in case I need them. I brush my hair and leave it down so it covers my scrape from the beast.

I walk into my room and lie on my bed and pick my book off the dresser and just look at the cover. It's beautiful, the scroll work on the edges going into the center of the cover with bid bold letter spelling the title, Speak ( it's a good book read it sometime :] ) I can relate to the girl in the book she is an outsider just like me but she doesn't have powers like I have.

I set the book in my bag and I hear my bed room door open and I immediately get ready to attack the person but once he steps out of the shadows I just sit back down. David walks in and looks at me with a pity look in his eyes .I hate that look. I look at my duffel bag that's across the room and he finally speaks up after 10 minutes of just looking at me. "Are you okay what was it "he asks.

My face immediately hardens "It called itself a manticore and what do you think! I watched my mother die right in my arms after being stabbed and me having to fight this bastard of a monster while not knowing what the hell to do." I raise my voice at him. He winces at me and mumbles "You don't have to get snappy with me." I just give him a death glare trying not to punch him in the face. He sees the looks at me then stands up and holds out his hand for me , I take and he pulls me up " we should probably head out since they fo-" he looks at my wrist and I see his mind turning " what happened to your wrist pointing at the gauze. I turn back around to face him and pull my sleeve of my sweatshirt to cover it and say "nothing and if something even happened it wouldn't be any of your business "I say turning back around but he just grabs my wrist and I wince. He turns me around and pulls up my sleeve to see I bled through the gauze he gently pulls it off and his eyes go wide. I pull my wrist out of his hand and pull my sleeve back down and he whispers "how long have you been doing that ?" I look at him while pulling the duffel bag on my shoulders so it will be easier to carry if we have to run. "Maybe I'll tell you one day" I say and exit the room and go through the house to the front door not even looking in the kitchen.

"Let's get to this camp of yours shall we" I say, opening the door while he looks at me skeptically seeing my mood change and steps though after him I look back and see the light to the kitchen on and I feel a tear run down my check thinking about how I'm never going to come back to this house anymore. I feel a hand on my shoulder and I wipe my tears away and I hear David say "don't worry we will make it to your new home safely." I smile and turn around and hug him, "thanks for being a good friend." I say quietly while I pull away and we walk to catch a taxi to a new life waiting for me.