Power In Flames

Today's the day

My chest heats up as my palms get sweaty. I slowly step onto the stage,

I can do this.

I keep my head up and walk with confidence until I stop at the microphone that is just inches away from my mouth, my heartbeats get slower and I start to relax as I take a breath in.

"My fellow students we are a proud generation and in unit we stand, with hopes of a great future and plans to be even beter people which we already are, thank you for the honor of letting me represent us in braging about our success and the light that shines from our bright future that reminds us to do good and be good...".

After the seremony I walk around in the school hall talking here and there. I manage to spot a few familiar faces in the crowd.

"Michell my dear that was a great speech, it could be better but that was great" my mother's familiar voice sounds behind me. I turn around into her unapproving arms and give her a short hug, she never was really impressed with me and what I do.

The drive home was slow. I grew up as an alone child with a father who was never home but loaded. My mother is a perfectionist house designer, she has her own interior decorating company and runs it from home...they didn't really raise me, Anna did.

Anna is a small elderly lady whom I've known my whole life en loved more than my own mother, she is perfect with her little brown greyish bun and beautiful pearly white smile.

As we arrive at the big steel gates of my house they open and we drive in and around a giant fountain to stop a few meters from the front door and got out of the car.

Doris opens the big wooden front door as we arrive on the step,"Welcome home Lady Merissa and Miss Michell." Doris says in a friendly voice "Hello Doris, has Micheal been here yet?" I hear my mother behind me sounding somewhat mad or rather frustrated.

"Not yet my Lady." Doris hesitantly answers. As we enter she leaves me and goes straight to her office on the third floor of the Stone mansion.

Micheal Stone is my father, Ceo and proud founder of Stone Industries. I have not seen him in quite a while and did not expect to see him until christmas. He travels a lot because of the over seas companies he trades with.

About 160 years ago my great grandfather found this very spot where our house is built. He was also a business man and when he passed away my grandfather inherited his company. My father had no intrest in business at the time but when he left school he started working for my grandfather and liked it, at the age of 21 he was a successful business man and owner of his very own company The Stone Industries.

At 23 he got married to my mother. soon there after they had me, the little Stone. Neither of my parents had time for me and that's why Anna raised me.

I make my way across the entrance hall and past the huge dining room to the kitchen. There I get greeted by a very friendly Marcius, our Italian chef.

"Miss Michell, how did it go?" I sit down at the island table in the middle of the big kitchen, it was beautiful with white marble floors and light wood kabinets with shiny white granite counter tops. Just like every room in the house the kitchen had no less than 5 summery green plants and a gorgeous red rose and daisy centerpiece in the middle of the island table.

"Yes Mark, I think it went really well but of course mother begs to differ." My tone must have given away that I was sad about not being good enough because Marcius walks to the pantry and returns seconds later with a big box of sweet crunchy ginger cookies.

"For my Lady." He says with his italian accent putting the box down in feont of me, I smile. "Thanks Mark, you've always been good to me."

I take the box and head for my room on the top floor of the mansion, when I reach my door Anna is by my side ready to assist. Then the fimiliar pain in my chest hits me for the first time in 4 months, my head gets heavy and my breathing is uneasy, this time the pain starts to spread and soon my whole body feels as if it was being torn apart, I collapsed onto the floor and chringed in pain as I lay in fetus position on the dark wooden floor. Anna starts screaming and I hear my mother screaming back but she couldn't reach me, a black cloud forms around her and Anna and I hear their screams but I am useless.

Everything goes black around me. When I open my eyes the pain is gone leaving only a headache behind.

I slowly get to my feet and run to where my mother and Anna where standing when the black cloud came.

As I look down my eyes start to burn and I feel my body temperature rising drastically. They are both lying here on the floor, unrecognisable with burn marks and cuts.

I start seeing flashes of the black cloud and a white blade coming from its arm, the next thing I see are flames rising from nowhere burning them as they scream for help, my mothers eyes turn a bright red and she rises from the ground and strikes the black cloud with crystal blades coming out of her hands.

I can hear the black cloud saying something but can't make out what it is.

Then the vision disapears and I am back staring at the dead bodies of my loved ones, tears roll off my cheeks as I walk around the house finding every servant dead.

I run to the kitchen to. find Doris and Marcius still breathing. I get the first aid kit from the shelf and start looking for bruises to take care of.

A solid hour later they are both stable and I have a ton of questions.

"Miss Michell, please ask. I can sense that you have questions, beacause there are a few things your mother never told you and swore us to secrecy." The understanding in Doris's voice calms me and I start speaking. "What happened,  why am I the only one that did not get hurt and what was that black thing?

Marcius coughs then answers with confidence, "My Lady, you are the child of a pure blood angel, your mother and a pure blood witch, your father. Which means we don't really know what you are but that pain you get is you magic trying to come to the surface but your father put a spell on you the day you where born, you had red eyes and he knew you would not be controllable with the power inside of you so he cast the spell to lock your magic and today the spell broke. The demon took the opportunity while you where in pain to kill every last person you care about." I hesitantly ask another question, "What does that mean?" This time Doris is the one talking.

"Well, you are very powerfull and without knowing it you have been protecting every person you ever cared about and that made them untouchable for demons which means when the spell broke you where weak and the demon took its chance, you have a lot of power in you child, you must control it or it will control you." They both start coughing blood and Doris stops breathing, Mark coughs and mumbles something I come closer to hear, "Max, find your father" he coughs again. "He is the only one with more time and answers, there is much you do not kno..." he is gone.

My body heat rises again and I scream as the tears leave my cheeks, my skin turns to ice then sets on fire, I start running away from everything I ever loved.