"Damn!" I yelled as I slammed on my brakes just before I hit the car in front of me.
I've got to pay more attention when I'm driving but the damned headaches are driving me crazy. Still, I don't think my parent's would be too proud if I wrecked the black 98 impala they left me. Man, this thing is a beauty.
Well, I guess I should introduce myself. My name Is Bellatrix Bengta Farshire, I'm seventeen years young. My parent's died two weeks ago in a mysterious car accident on a business trip on New York. Now, my brother Ceaser and I live in Chicago with Aunt Guinevere or Guin as I like to call her. I am now on my way to start my second week at my new hell school.
I slam my door shut and put out my cigarette, and just as I'm about to turn around I hear the loud rumble of a bike pull up behind me. Damn. I turn around and see Demitri Hemmington. He was gorgeous, tall and muscular with messy black hair and blue eyes that could pierce right through your heart. I give him a scowl and walk away. I've decided to avoid him all together because since the day I walked in the door to this school I've caught him in the shadows glaring at me. Honestly, it gave me the creeps.
The smell of text books and teen hormones fill the air as I walk in the front doors to Lancaster High. I walked to my locker ignoring all the stares in whispers. I guess I was the weird new kid dressed in black that everyone wanted to hit on. I shut my locker door which Simon and Rose were hiding behind.
"Hey Bellatrix" they say in unison.
Simon and Rose Proster were my first two friends here. They're blonde, beautiful, outcasts, and twins.
"Good morning Proster's" I say with a half-smile as I turn around and start walking.
On the way to class Rose's boyfriend Tyler and Clara joined us. Coincidently we all have the same classes together. Cliché, I know.
I blankly make it through the day of blurred classes of teachers whose name's I haven't bothered to learn and rush out the door at the last bell. I can feel it. That tingling in my body that starts at my fingers and the ringing in my head that is followed by the piercing headache. I'm about to jump in my car and speed away but there he was leaning against my door glaring at me. The look on his face was always almost indescribable. Confused and wondering like he was trying to figure me out.
"Can I help you?" I spit out.
"Bellatrix is it?" he says smoothly.
"What's it to you?" Seriously.
A smirk forms on his face, "I'm Demitri, I just wanted to introduce myself."
Honestly, come on! I'm running out of time!
"Well Demitri" I drag out.
"It was so pleasant to forcedly meet you, now if you'll excuse me I'm running out of time and I've got to go! So please move...Ahh!" I grab my head in pain. Shit, it's starting.
"What's wrong? Headache?" He asks curiously.
I put my arm on his and weakly push as I manage to breathe out, "Please move."
"Alright, till' next time, Bellatrix" he says as he moves and walks to his bike.
I jump in the car and speed out of the parking lot.
"Come on, come on, shit!" I scream as I'm weaving in and out of traffic.
It's getting worse, the tingling has worked its way throughout my body and the ringing is getting louder and louder. I pull up into my drive way, rush through the front door up to my room and slam my door shut. I feel a surge of burning energy slicing and rushing through me as I start feeling dizzy. Gasping for breath I slam my weight down on my desk and look up in the mirror. Holy hell, my eyes! My iris has turned completely black and my pupil is a blue deeper that the ocean itself.
"What's happening?" I scream as I fall to my knees as the slicing of the energy pierces through my skin and produces streaks of blue flames that almost look like lightning bolts all through my room.
Then, everything is black.
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It's sunny and warm, I'm with my parents and Ceaser in a field. Running, laughing, playing, I'm a child.
"Bellatrix! Bellatrix look at me!" my mom says as she takes me by the shoulders.
I'm confused, she has so much pain and worry in her eyes. Why?
"Bellatrix, one day you will understand everything. Until then, please never worry." She says and takes me in her arms.
I bury my face into her soft brown her. This is where I want to be, with my mother, in her arms without a care in the world. All of the sudden she is ripped from me and a bright light appears in her place.
"Bellatrix! Bellatrix! Bellatrix wake up!" I wake up to someone shaking me. It's Demitri.
"What...What happened, what are you doing here?" I stutter. He picks me up and sits me on my bed leaving his arm behind me for support.
"Bellatrix, we have a lot to talk about. Take a drive with me?"
After taking a minute to think and recover I finally answer, "Fine, let's go."
I grab my jacket and my keys and start to walk out the door just as Demitri grabs my hand.
"No, you're not driving, not after that." He takes my keys and throws them back on my desk,
"We're taking mine." He says with a smirk. I was starting to think that smirk might actually be kind of cute.
"Whatever" I say as I turn around and march out. I can hear him snicker behind me.
"What's so funny?" I snap.
"Nothing, you're just cute when you're angry." We get outside and I lock the door and turn around.
"You may think I'm cute when I'm angry but trust me when I say, I'm nothing nice when I'm mad." I scoff as I start walking to his bike.
"Yes ma'am" he says with a giggle and hands me a helmet. I climb on the back of the bike and put my arms around his waist.
"I could get used to this." He yells over the rumble of the bike.
"Well don't!" I yell back.
As he takes off down the road I let my mind wander. What does he want to talk to me about? What's happening to me? What were those blue lightening shaped flames? Why do I kind of feel a sense of power? I'm so confused. I'm brought back to reality as we pull up to a forest of trees. Creepy but beautiful.
I climb off the back of the bike and give my helmet to Demitri. I turn around and take in the beautifully creepy scene. A line of long skinny tree's with different color leaves falling off the top of their branches behind a field of green grass up to my ankles covered in bushes with thorns and roses as red as blood. Demitri takes my hand and starts to lead me into the forest.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"We're going to my favorite spot. It's where I go to get away from the chaos I'm about to show you." He says. What could he mean?
"Here it is." He says. I look up and gasp.
It's beautiful. I giant log surrounded by the creepy beautiful trees, sitting in front and long pond sparkling from the faint reflection of the stars. He leads me to the log and puts out his hand.
"Sit." I sit carefully on the log and turn around to face Demitri.
"So, what's this all about?" I ask.
"Well, I'm going to need you to be open minded and trust me." He says nervously.
"I don't think the open minded part will really be hard considering blue flames just came out of my body." I force a laugh.
"Yeah, that's called your taqa." He says coolly.
"My what?" I spit out.
"Your energy. See Bellatrix, you're a Sahir, like me."
"A Sahir? What is that?" I ask.
"I guess you could call us a wizard of some sort. We have this energy that pulses through us. It's a power and you Bellatrix have the strongest of us all." He explains.
I don't understand. Why me, why is mine the strongest?
"How do you know mine is the strongest, I don't understand." I say choking back tears.
"Bellatrix" he puts a hand on mine.
"Don't cry, let me explain" he says softly.
"Okay." I breathe. I light a cigarette and let him explain.
"You see, the Sahir have been waiting on you for a long time. Ever since the massacre. There are dark Sahir and light. We've always been enemies but 40 years ago we had a new enemy. Man-Kind." He says darkly.
"The massacred us, claiming we were something evil and a danger to man-kind. When, truthfully we were their saviors. We fight the dark creatures."
"What are the dark creatures?" I interrupt.
"I don't know, nobody has really every figured out what they are exactly. All we know, is they are something truly evil and they're rising again along with the dark Sahir." He looks at me with a hint of pain in his eyes.
"Sahir are rare now. There are only about 10 of us light and 10 dark that we know of." He says. "We've been waiting on you Bellatrix. For your taqa to surface and for you to find out who you are."
"Why?" I ask shifting uncomfortably.
"Because you're our savior. You're the strongest of us all. Have you ever looked up the latin meaning to your name?" he asks leaning forward to look in my eyes.
"No why would I?" I don't understand why I would.
"Bellatrix means the fighter woman and Bengta means the blessed one." He leans closer. "Bellatrix, you're parents named you this for a reason. Don't you see?"
I stand up quickly off the log and put my hands in my hair.
"So all of a sudden my name means something? I'm supposed to be some kind of savior? I don't understand Demitri!" I yell.
Demitri stands and takes my wrists. "You are our savior and you will understand if you just trust me." He says as his eyes pierce mine.
Wow, his eyes are the same blue my pupils were when I had my episode. I shake my head.
"I'm not your savior." I say angrily as I yank my wrists away and walk away.
"Now please take me home!" I yell behind me.
On the way home I try not to think about all this new life I was just given. We pull up to my house and I take my helmet off and hand it to Demitri.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not a savior. I can't help anybody. I'm barely helping myself." I whisper as I turn and walk off.
"Bellatrix!" Demitri yells after me. I cock my head to the side and say
"What?"
"Just think about it." He says pleadingly.
I say nothing and walk through the front door. Nobody's home, thank goodness. Aunt Guin is also always out of town on business trips. Weird, I know. I stalk up to my room and get undressed. I jump into a hot shower and try to scrub away the feeling of energy tearing through my skin. After my shower and towel dry my hair and slip into my underwear and t shirt and slide into bed.
I let my mind race for a moment as I start to feel a strange sense of empowerment. I feel some kind of urge to protect people I don't even know. Why? Then a sense of guilt sweeps over me as I think about telling these people I can't save them. How could I do that?
"Maybe I can be someone's savior." I whisper to myself as I drift to sleep.
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