Alexa's POV
Pain.
Everywhere.
I just feel... Pain.
My body... I can't feel it.
Am I dead? I sure hope so.
What happened? I can't... remember... Everything is dark. Why is there no light? Why does it feel so hot? Like I'm boiling in oil.
C'mon Alexa, think!
"Oh no, she be burnin' up again."
What was that?! Who...?
Slowly but surely, I started to gain some feeling in parts of my body again. I felt something cold and moist being dabbed across my forehead. Then I felt a hand brushing my hair out of my face before placing a wet cloth on my forehead. I tried to flinch back but I couldn't.
Don't TOUCH me!
I started to panic. I'm vulnerable and unable to move for some reason and there's someone here that could do anything they want to me.
I don't like the sound of that. At all.
I tried to move my arms, my legs, anything! But they all stayed in place as if stuck with super glue. My breathing went from slow to erratic, and my heart picked up it's pace.
Move damnit!
I snapped one of my eyes open with blurred vision. They moved around the place, scanning for any threats. My vision quickly cleared up and I spotted a large figure lurking in the darkness of the room.
My anxiety reached it's peak as I saw the figure coming towards me.
Oh no... No no no no no no no no no no no- NO!
Stay away!
I jumped up from where I was laying, but instantly regretted it when I felt a burning pain all over my body.
"Calm down, kid. I ain't gonna hurt ya." The figure said, but I wasn't having any of it.
A burst of fire enveloped my trembling hands and pointed it at him and slowly tried to crawl away through the pain.
"Stop that! You're gonna hurt yourself more if you keep using your flames that intensely." He tried to reason with me.
"Kill him. Don't hesitate and give him the chance to attack us. End him while you have the chance!" Alia growled weakly in my head.
I charged my flames with as much energy as I could muster in my hands, but before I could blast, I suddenly felt a firm pain explode in my head and I became weak, making my flame loose power and dissipate.
"Arghhh!!" I groaned and grabbed my head and rolled off the bed hard onto the wooden floor.
What's wrong with me?!
I heard the man take a step closer and I turned my head in his general direction and let out a weak growl.
"Hey, hey. Take it easy, kid. I just wanna help. I ain't gonna hurt ya." He said calmly with his hands held up in the air beside him to show he was of no threat.
I felt so weak. I collapsed onto the floor and just layed there. Everywhere is so painful, especially the hand I just used to hold my flame.
Is... Is my fire hurting me?
He took a few more slow steps towards me and I didn't stop growling at him.
"Calm down. Calm down, kiddo. It's okay." The man said as he walks closer to me. He reaches out to gently take me in his arms and being too weak to resist, I let him pick me up a place me on the bed.
He picked up a wet cloth from the floor and placed it in a bowl of water that was on the bedside table. He then wiped his palms on his cloth and held out a finger and a small red flame ignited on the finger. He used the flame to light up the room with some torches on the wall. My eye followed his movements... Wait.
My eye?
What happened to the other one? Why isn't it opening?
I tried to open my right eye, but I realized that there's a gauze over it. And it hurts too.
What?...
"You bastard!" I scream as I threw more balls of fire at him. More guards come into the room and try to attack me but I deflected all their attacks.
One of the guards tried to help the bleeding man but I sent a very powerful blast at them and the flames consumed them.
I was so lost in my rage and focused at the disgusting man that I didn't notice that one of the guards had come up to me until he had risen a silver blade in the air. I only noticed it at the last second when he was about to bring it down on me and barely dodged it as it slashed down on my face.
Now I remember. One of those guys had attacked me with a silver knife. I had completely forgotten about the injury during my rampage.
But now that I remember it, I wish I didn't because it hurts like hell.
Damnit!
Now I also remember what made me go crazy. That girl... I'm glad I was at least able to save her. Save her from what I couldn't escape from. Save her from being like me.
Then what happened after... Oh dear goddess... He's gone. Cornelius. And I killed Ruger. I killed that Prince.
And all those people... That I burned to ashes so mercilessly.
I killed children!
But the power... I felt like I finally had control over something for the first time in my life. The feeling of having someone's life in the palm of your hands and deciding whether to crush it or let it go...
I loved it.
What is wrong with me?
"I found ya passed out near the boarder of East Haven whilst savaging for food, in case ye were wondering." The guy said as he sat on the edge of the bed, holding a cup that has a long straw in it.
No, I wasn't wondering. But thanks for the information anyways.
"You're in pretty bad shape. Here, drink this." He said extending the cup towards me. "It's a healing potion. It should help boost your werewolf healing to work faster."
I stared blankly at him.
Does he really think I'm going to drink that?
"Don't worry, it's not poisoned." I continued to stare at him. "If I really wanted to hurt ya, I would've done that while ye were sleepin' "
True. But I'm still not going to drink that.
And why is he talking like that. Who does he think he is, Blackbeard?
"Ok, be like that then." He suddenly grabbed my face and forced my mouth open with one hand and forced the liquid down my throat with the other. I struggled and vigorously tried to free my head from his grasp but I'm still too weak.
This bastard!
When he let me go I tried to cough it out, but it was of no use since I've already swallowed most of it.
I swear I'll send him down to Davy Jones locker when I get my strength back.
"Agreed."
"See. Aren't ye feelin' better already?" He said with a grin on his face.
No, Blackbeard. I ain't feeling better.
I don't care what his name is, he's Blackbeard now.
"I see that ye doesn't like to speak, or are ya mute, lass?"
I do speak. I just don't want to speak to you.
He sighed. "So I risk me life to save ye from overheating and this is the thanks I get? Blimey, this is worse than the time I took over a ship with no booty."
"Are you mentally stable?" My voice broke and my throat hurt like hell but I just had to ask.
I just want to be prepared in case I've managed to land myself in the hands of another mad man.
He stared at me for a few seconds in shock, then he threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh that was surprisingly deep.
"Ah, so the Lassie does speak!"
"I will burn you to ashes right here, right now" I'm starting to get annoyed by this crazy guy who's probably a serial killer in disguise.
Well... Technically I'm a serial killer now, but that's besides the point.
And what the hell is a Lassie?!
"That won't be a really bright idea, kiddo. Why do you think you're in such a bad shape? It's because of yer flames."
So it is my fire. I thought it was Michael being a bastard as usual.
Michael... I'm still going to have my revenge. Don't think I've forgotten about you so soon, you motherfucker.
"For some reason, the fire ye possess is extremely powerful. And you know the saying; ' The brighter the candle, the faster it burns. ' "
"Even when ye were unconscious, yer fire still surrounded ye like a hot shield. Felt like I was really going through hell tryna get ye out of there before yer energy dried out and died out of exhaustion. And the fact that ye were blastin' up the place like a nuke site a few hours prior didn't help yer case either."
I froze. He knows about the destruction and death I brought upon East Haven. And I don't regret it. Does that make me a bad person?
Wait... If he knows about what happened and how dangerous I am... Then... Why did he help me?
"Ya know." He started speaking again. "I put a lot of effort into saving and healing ye. That kindness doesn't come for free ya know. Maybe he can do me a few favours in return."
I don't like the sound of that.
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A/N: Yo! Wassup guys. Do you guys like today's chapter.
I decided to make it just a little bit light-hearted because I think Alexa needs at least one chapter of peace.
My dad took my phone last week cuz I did something bad (again), but I begged him to give me back so that I can post this chapter for y'all.
Do you like the new character? What do you guys think is his name?
I'm sure you'll be able to guess if you go back to the cast and check the list of characters I put up there
Anyways, until the next chapter in Sunday guys. Don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT AND SHARE/FOLLOW.
Adios Bitchachos 🙋🏾♀️