Witches Breath

the call chapter 2

I stood up slowly shaking off all the dirt that had managed to cling to my golden hair, jeans and tshirt. I took one giant step out of the grave i had been laying in only moments before. Istared down into the broken casquette. I could feel the fading magic that had been placed on the box and just struggled to see what symbols when carved into the wood. I leaned foward in an attempt to see through the darkness of the night and to decifer the sybols.

"runes," i thought allowed. Spells that were designed to keep my powers in check and keep me in the box. I glared and inwardly growled once the meanings of the specific ruins came to me. Secrets, Sacrifice, and War were the meanings of the 3 etched in the sides of the box. I looked at them in silence untill iheard someone groan.

I looked sharply over to a boy covered in filth lying on the ground. Suddenly the anger i was so fond of left my body and i returned to my old self. I ran over to the boy the soggy ground squishing under my bare feet.

"Are u ok?" i asked the boy as i slowly flipped him towards me.

"Luxa," he croaked. I sneered atthe sound of my old name then looked the boy straight into his golden orbs. I suddenly connected a name with his face.

"I thought i told u to never come near me again," i almost yelled. A smirk lit up on his face as he shamelessly scanned my body.

"I thought i told u you would never see the light of day again," he cockily replied. I stood up from my nealing position and pointed a finger toward him.

"You do not know the power i hold within me i could kill you if i wanted but i dont want to be labelled a murderer because of the death of a cockroache like u," i screamed at him.

He just layed his head on the ground and laughed,"no wonder why my brother wants u so bad. If he didnt want u i sure would. I dont need u though. I can always steal tha pretty little friend of yours," at the though of him taking my best friend i started to shake and clenche my fists untill my nail began to draw blood from the palms of my hands."what was her name again? Maren? such a beutiful girl with a beutiful face. I bet under all her close she has a beutiful body too. The things I would---"

He suddenly started rithing on the floor. I was confused as to why at first then i realized i had my palm facing him and i was the source of his pain. I quickly pulled away my hand and his shrieks stopped.

I leaned in close to his face and wispered,"if you ever even think about hurting Maren again I swear to god you will be the one to never see the light of day. I will bury u in that box over there and charm it. You know how powerful I am. I could make it hurt as if the box was on fire. And i can make it hurt so much you will beg to die but nobody will be able to hear your pitiful screams 10 feet under ground now will they."

I pulled back from his face and chuckled atthe fear in his eyes. The fear suddenly turned into a sadistic grin. "How do you know I havent hurt her already."

"SSSSSSAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!" a name rang out through the forest behind me. Only one person called me that.

"MAREN!!!! IM COMING!!!!!" i screamed back into the forest.

But first to deal with you I thought as i sadisticly walked toward the boy who did this to my friend.

I picked him up by the collar and dragged him to the coffin. I threw im in and started to magically seal him in i gave him one last look straight into his scared eyes and said,"see ya later Davin."