My heart beats increase when I pay attention to my wings, tall and big, overshadowing Harry's body. Swallowing, I turn my focus back on Harry and hold his jaw tightly in my hand as I say, "You stay with me, you understand?"
Before he can say anything, I hear loud fireguns and the door of the cottage bursts open, revealing a panicked Zayn, Sir Aiden and Ed. Immediately, the three of them run towards us as Zayn yells, "Go, Tallulah, go!"
No one gives me the chance to understand anything, instead, Sir Aiden grabs me by the arm up to my feet and pushes me to run. Looking behind me, I see Zayn bending down next to Harry before Ed places his hand on Harry's and Zayn's, and in a second, they are gone.
You know what? Thank Lyara we are not normal.
"Get out of here, Tallulah," Sir Aiden tells me once we get out of the cottage. "Go find Conall, and we've got your back. Serena is dead."
As he gives me one last push before running off, I stand in my place to gaze at the view in front of me; the empty space is not empty anymore, it's full of people, fighting and killing, as the fire behind them at the Royals' House increases.
Through my astonishment, I feel a cold metal thing being pressed against my skull, and it's really not that hard to know that it's a gun. I swallow the lump in my throat when I hear Conall's voice saying, "What are you doing in the middle of this mess, sweetheart?"
I clench my jaw before saying, "Looking for you."
Swiftly, I turn around and grab the gun in my hand, throwing it away before I use my full power and kick Conall in the stomach, making him fall on the ground, though he immediately stands up and vanishes, making me widen my eyes and start to panic. I forgot about his powers. Fuck.
As I keep spinning around myself, I suddenly feel my hair being pulled harshly by him, making me scream in surprise from the pain. His grip on my hair tightens, and before I know it, Conall uses his foot to make me trip over and fall on the ground on my back, making the pain increase.
Conall straddles me, still invisible as he holds my jaw tightly and momentarily appears as he screams out, "You think you can win, filthy blooded?"
The hatred and the unbelievable raw in his tone makes me shiver in fear, but I push it away as hard as I can. Conall's elbow connects with my jaw, slapping my face to the side as I spit out some blood.I try to wiggle away from his body, but he is too heavy, and his grip on me tightens every second.
"You are weak." He seethes out before I feel the sharp blade across my upper arm, digging and ripping my skin apart, making my jaw drop as I scream too loudly.
The blade keeps digging into my skin, ripping it apart and making the blood gush out of it. The pain is unbearable, really, but I keep pushing it away, focusing on my anger towards this inhuman man.
"You are useless and weak." He repeats, placing the sharp blade on my throat.
You're so brave, Tallulah.
Fear is a power that is yet to be used.
"I'm not weak," I murmur through my gritted teeth. "And I'm not useless."
I knee him in the balls, making his grip loosen, and I take that chance and push him off of me. Immediately, I stand up to my knees, and just as I'm about to kick him, he vanishes again, making me curse. I keep my body ready for any upcoming hit, and I do get it, and a kick in the back is as painful as the cut on my arm.
I fall on my face on the ground, groaning as I ball my fists on the ground, collecting the dirt in them before I swiftly turn around and throw it at particularly nothing. Thankfully though, Conall's body appears again as he chokes and coughs, so I guess the dirt was a good idea.
Thinking quickly, I take out a knife from my boot and stand up with a run towards him, stabbing the knife in the middle of his stomach, making him gasp and widen his eyes. I let out a deep, painful gasp, too, not believing that I actually have the knife inside his stomach.
As he falls on the ground, breathless and shocked, my eyebrows furrow in confusion as I see the colour of his skin changing, becoming darker, and his features changing, revealing another person to me. This is not Conall, fuck. My heart bursts out in surprise and fear, making me run off, looking for him. There's fear inside me, yes, but I'm not afraid. Conall is out there, alive, that's what makes the fear settles inside of me. The fact that he is alive and out, I fear for my friends and loved ones.
I spot Missy fighting two men and a woman on her own, so I rush to help her. The woman who is fighting Missy has her back to me, so I take out an arrow and immeditaley hit her from the back, making her fall immediately. Missy doesn't notice that, though, she is too busy with the other two men.
As one of them pushes her to the ground and the other takes out his gun, I run again, as fast as I can before I stab the knife in the gun-holder's neck from the back. As he falls lifelessly on the ground, I go to move to the other man, but I'm not quick enough, and he shoots me in the shoulder.
"Tallulah!" Missy shouts, but I don't respond; I feel too dizzy, too lightweight, and too weak.
I hear more gunshots beside me, more people shouting and screaming, and more people falling on the ground, like me. However, in no time, Missy is beside me, holding my head up as she murmurs, "Shit, you're bleeding to death."
A few seconds later, Ed and Zayn both appear, and Zayn rushes to me. "You'll be fine." He says.
As Missy continues fighting, Ed places his hand on Zayn's shoulder, who holds my hand, before I see myself in a white room and on a bed. I almost feel numb from the continous pain. Zayn immediately takes off my jacket and starts focusing on my arm as he murmurs some words, spells, as he walks his finger on the cut on my arm.
I suddenly scream loudly, the pain becoming unbearable from Zayn's working, making me trying to move away from him, though Ed holds me down. My nails dig in Ed's arm as I scream louder. It's like my skin is burning, literally burning, as if someone is setting my skin on fire forcefully. The tears fall from the corner of my eyes as Zayn stops, but when I see him walking over towards the other shoulder, where I'm shot, I cry lowly again.
He looks at me with sympathy as I look at him with pain, my face sweaty and my tears falling as I shake my head at him slowly, whispering, "Zayn... Please, no, Zayn."
"Hang on for me, Lulah." He says lowly as he looks up at Ed and nods. I turn my head immediately and watch as Ed brings handcuffs and walks to my feet, making me kick furiously as the tears fall once more.
"No, no, no," I sob out. "Please, no."
Zayn aids him, and as I continue crying, they cuff my feet to the bed, before cuffing my hands, too. Ed moves behind me, holding my shoulders down as Zayn takes out the bullet. He places his palm on the wound and closes his eyes, saying those words again.
An indescribable pain and agony rises within me, sets my whole body on fire. The feeling of ten people above you, pouring fire, no, lava, over you. I won't lie, death is much better and easier than this, less painful, too.
The screams coming from my throats feels like a cut, like it's slitting my throat with each scream, but I can't help it. I'm in agony, feeling as if my bones are being burned into ashes then reforming again.
"I beg you..." I gasp through the screams, my voice broken, hoarse and almost non existent. "Stop, please."
I feel Ed's face beside me as he whispers in my ear, "You have got this, Tallulah. You will be fine, don't worry."
I only shake my head at him, not believing a word he's saying. "Make him stop... P-please."
Another wave of pain falls over me, making me arch my back in pain as my eyes widen and I lose my breathing for a minute. I keep staring at the white ceiling as I struggle to get air inside me. Ed pushes me down again, and that's when I start screaming all over again.
After a few minutes of eternal agony, Zayn stops and the pain slowly decreases, and my body collapses in exhaustion on the bed. However, my eyes remain wide opened and staring at nothing but the ceiling, as the silent tears keep falling from the corner of my eyes.
When Zayn and Ed uncuff me, they disappear, only to come back after a few minutes with someone who is hurt to treat him, then disappearing once more. For the next few minutes, all I hear is screaming, though I don't give it too much attention. I'm so overwhelmed with the pain that I have endured, it was truly unbearable, something that I do not wish to edure again. Ever.
What am I doing? I'm sitting on a bed, whinning about the pain when I should be out there fighting for our freedom and killing that son of a bitch? What if he is after my family, friends? What if he is after Louis? I can't sit here while Conall is out there alive, while everyone is fighting except for me.
I draw in a deep breath, then let it out before I push myself up. The dizziness comes back, though it slowly disappears after a few seconds. I look at my right arm, seeing the straight scar clearly, just like the small one on my left shoulder. I breathe in deeply again before I get up and walk slowly to where the bottle of water is.
I swallow down almost half of it because of the thirst, and as I head towards the door, a voice from behind me asks, "Where are you going?"
Turning around, I face Master Effie with a blooded face and a sweaty body. I furrow my eyebrows before saying, "Back to fighting, I have to know where Conall is."
"This is what I came here for," She says, wetting her lips. "Conall is going to Louis, we tried to take him down but his men knew and they fought back."
My heart drops to my feet as I start to panic. "I have to kill him, but I don't know how, he disappears with his powers and I can't do it. I thought I killed him, but that was someone who was taking his shape."
Master Effie furrows her eyebrows. "What are you talking about? Conall has no powers."
"What?"
"Some sorcerers are born with no powers," She says. "It's almost like a curse."
"So, he's like us?" I ask breathlessly.
"No," She shakes her head. "He is pure blooded, he just wasn't gifted with a power."
What the hell? "But he attacked us at Louis' apartment, and he'd go invisible then visible."
"That wasn't him," She explains. "It was a shape-shifter, his best friend Axnus."
My eyes widen. "I killed him."
She nods. "I know, I saw him."
My heart beats loudly as I ask, "What do I do know?"
"Catch him before he goes to Louis," She tells me, throwing me a gun that I catch. "Take Lauren, the human, with you; that way he or his men won't know that you're after him." She tells me.
I nod and turn around before Master Effie says, "Tallulah?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't let go of Louis."
(OH MY GOD, DID ANYONE EXPECT POWERLESS CONALL? I HOPE Y'ALL ENJOYED! This is unedited, too, so I just figured that I'll edit them all when it's finished. Don't forget to vote and comment, mwahh xox)