"Maya!!" Someone is shaking my arm, intent on getting me to wake up. My body is aching all over the place, and my eyes flutter as I try to peel them open. My eyes pop open, and I take in my surroundings. I'm no longer in the alleyway; instead, I'm laying down on a bed in a room that slightly resembles the hospital room I was in yesterday, but not quite. Dr. Alvarez is staring down at me with a look of awe on her face.
"What happened," I croak out. My voice feels as though it hasn't been used in years. I sit up on the bed and dangle my legs off the edge. My muscles are sore and aching, something I haven't felt since Coach made us run nonstop for the remainder of practice because we showed up late.
Dr. Alvarez replies while furiously writing in her notebook. "I put those patches you see on the counter over there on your head. It created the illusion that you were actually in the alleyway, able to smell, hear, touch, and feel the pain that you would actually feel if it were real."
"How did you know I was in the alleyway?" I question skeptically.
"I was able to watch your actions from the monitor over there," she points to a computer that rests at the end of the bed. I glance at her again, and her eyebrows are drawn in and she's biting her lip.
"Were you the one that controlled everything in that...illusion?" I ask, remembering Asher's hands on my hips. Chills travel down my spine.
"No, I'm not able to do that. I can only remove and add people to the illusion. Anyone that you came across in the illusion carried their own traits, and those who have used these patches before depict their real selves even more so."
I think back to Harry's actions in the club, at Harry's fist raining down on Asher's face over and over again. "Why did Harry act like that, then?"
"I assume you are asking why he was being protective of you like it. I wasn't expecting it either. Based on your interaction with him yesterday, I thought he detested you, so I didn't worry about him affecting the results. I was supposed to get your reaction to Asher, but before you could do anything, Harry was there, so instead, I had to add the vampire."
"Wow, thanks for that," I mumble. I'm pretty sure I could've dealt with Asher more easily than Niall. I heave out a sigh. Even when Harry's not here, he still finds a way to make my life harder. "Please tell me you got some results. I'm never going back in there again."
"Well, you don't belong in any sector, that's for certain. You ran away from Niall, even though you should've known it only makes him more excited to chase you, and even when you did run, you were not quick at all. And when he caught you, there was no power in your arms or legs whatsoever when you tried to fight him off." Ouch. That kinda hurt. Did she have to be so blunt about it?
"Okay... I thought Robin said I would know my sector after I took this test; what am I?"
She looks from my face to her notepad anxiously. "I can't be 100% sure because I don't think one has been seen for a century, but according to what you just did to Niall in the illusion and based on Harry's healed bite, I would say that you were a Druid healer." She looks at me like I'm a unicorn that has just come prancing into the room. "I called Robin over here; he should be here soon."
On cue, Robin steps into the room with Harry in tow.
"I came as quickly as I could could. Is it true Elena? Have we found another one again? No wonder Niall wants her so badly." Robin looks at me in awe and Harry has no expression on his face as he looks at me.
"I'm sure," Dr. Alvarez nods her head furiously. She tells Robin and Harry about my illusion, leaving the part out about Harry beating up Asher, and when she's done, both Robin and Harry look at me like I've grown another head or something.
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The Fate of Serendipity
FanfictionHarry Styles and Maya Clarke hate each other with a passion. Ever since Harry's best friend was kidnapped all those years ago, he blamed her for his disappearance. Maya also has problems. Since the unfortunate occurrence with Asher Collins the year...
