Finding You

Chapter ~~3

On the outside Navia looks pissed off, but through her blood I felt that she was scared. She must have woken up, and I was not there. This is my fault. If I had been there she would not run off and gotten hurt. I took a step forward. She growled at me in response, and took a step forward. Her hands went from fists to claws. She was ready for a fight. She was challenging me. Or more so the demon inside her was. (Demons and Myxs always want to have dominance, so if they think they can acquire dominance they will challenge the other.) I do not want to fight with Navia so I stepped back, giving her dominance. The Demon in me did not like giving anyone else dominance, but I pushed my irritation aside and focused on Navia. She needs me right now. She saw my sign of surrender and backed up as well.

“You need to go back to your room” I said gently, but still commanding. “I will take you there” I said and held my hand out to her.

“Why should I?” she said in a strange voice. It was her voice, but darker and colder. Before her voice was soft and compassionate. Now there was brute force in it.

It was her power, it has completely taken over her body. The real Navia was hiding somewhere inside herself. I must bring her forward so she can regain control of her body. But how? Navia stood there staring at my hand. I just thought as to how I might reach Navia. I remembered that Navia told me that her twin sister and she were extremely close. That might help Navia come back. I put my hand down. Navia looked back at me. Her eyes were getting darker and darker by the minute. She is progressing very fast. Usually this doesn’t happen to Myxs until much later on in their transformation. I suppose that Navia has been pushes too far, so her body responded to the pressure of the situation.

“Navia it is time to wake up.” She responded by hissing at me.

            The power in her likes having control of a body and does not want to give it up.  (Power in Myxs is originally that, just power. Until it settles in the body and it soon becomes a living thing that wants control of the body. Myxs are trained to control this power in special schools. These schools are located all over the world. There are approximately half a million Demons in the world, and for every Demon there is a Myx. Demons do not die, Myxs do. Myxs do not age as quickly as humans, but they do die. Demons will only enter the bodies of Myx with particular genes. So the Myx’s blood and genes cycle to ensure that Demons have a Myx. Each time genes are used in a new person it is with a new soul. This means that Demons and Myxs can be bonded but still hate each other. There is no guarantee that Demons and Myxs will get along.)

Her power will no doubtfully fight me to keep control. I have to wake her up immediately. “Navia what about Vicki?” I asked.

            Her face turned from angry to sad. I felt it as well, through her blood. Her blood was still in me, connecting me to her. (Blood will tell things about a person, but it eventually does fade. Even if you drink a large quantity of blood that ability fades with time. Since I only tasted a drop it is bound to wear off soon.) Navia stared off into space. Then her expression changed again to even angrier than before. It appears that Navia lost the fight for control. She stepped towards me and growled at me. She was exerting the dominance she has (soon to be had). I stepped forward and clawed my hands. Navia crouched, preparing to attack. I would really rather not fight her.

“Remember Vicki, your twin.” I pleaded with her.

            She stopped, and looked at me appalled. Her black eyes flickered between her green eyes and pitch black. Navia was fighting, I could tell. Her power pushed harder and her eyes went back to black. She growled and jumped on me. Luckily I was quicker than her, or she might have knocked me over. When she hit me I flew back until I hit the wall next to the door. I grabbed on to her sides so she could not get away from me. She was pounding on my chest with a lot of strength. Damn it, she is stronger than I thought she is. I took hold of her wrists and stopped her battering. She struggled against my grip, but could not free herself.