chapter Three ♢•

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"Hey red can you get the ke" Oh no it's the guy that hit me, Crap. "Hi umm" I stutter

"I know who you are" he says curtly narrowing his eyes "The girl I had to risk to people to find, not to mention the who consumed power that I had to replace. Yeah Tara"

I nod feeling a blush staining my cheeks with red, sinking down onto a opposite bed. He scowls at me "We need to take you to Mr Oaves" he says grabbing a jacket and his ring, completely burning red compared to my pale blue.

"Mr Oaves is he your fa-" I ask "No" he replies, "We are not related" he says scowling out a little window near my bed "Change" he says pointing to clothes on my bed "I'll be next door" he says simply

I nod going to look at the clothes. Tight maroon top, skinny black jeans and small black coat reaching my hips. Pulling my hair down I reach for the shoes, grey combat boots.

Simple yet still makes me look like, scary look a proper 'Protector' or a new person, In my opinion.

Brushing my jeans down, feeling my fingers slip over the fabric, I look at the pale blue glowing an autumn orange. A mood ring?
"It's a power ring" Someone says from the corner" grabbing what I think is a weapon pointing at the figure. The boy smirks "Dylan?" I asks he nods, "Past Dylan" he says stepping out from the shadows "Past?" I say quizzically, he nods.
"I'm from the past his 15 year old self, I know you, I saved you" he says the body fading, to turning into the colour of the draw next to his bed.

"HURRY up Tara" Dylan hollers from outside the room "Calm down" I say fluster stepping out into the corridor.

He looks at me. Realisation hits me "I do know you!"
He saved my life!

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