Dark Fayte
(One Radella)
Dark raindrops fall past my eyes, I couldn’t tell where I was in this dream but I know it was in otherworld. Somewhere I didn’t recognize. Everything was coated in darkness as far as I could see. My feet were bare and I could feel the cool grass beneath my feet. The wind whispered in my ears and my long hair blew in my face. There was someone near me and that person was protecting me from something, I didn’t know what. Strong arms wrapped around me. Ian was carrying me. I was connected to him in a way I had felt so many times but not like this. Not ever like this. I could feel everything he was feeling as well as what I was feeling which was so distressing. He smelled faintly of the ocean breeze and forest air. I lean into him. His shirt was soaked from the rain and his dark hair that hung around his shoulders dripped. I cling to his chest. I don’t know how long he carried me but he never spoke a word he only hummed soothing things in my ears. I was completely relaxed and limp in his arms. Content or at least that was what it was like before we returned to real world. Here everything changed.

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I awoke with a gasp, returning from my dream of otherworld. We had been cast out of that world and back into this one. This wretched one. All of us Ian, David, Riley, and even my older brother Seth, whose mind is his greatest power. Given new identities. We had the same names but we were back in high school! We had changed since our journey to otherworld. Especially me. I shared a house with Seth,Ian, David, and Riley. I was much different now indeed. Now we kept our distance from each other. We needed space, or more I did.The months that we had been here i didint get noticed much. Mostly I got sideways glances, everyone at school thought that we didnt know eachother. We were just four new kids at a new school in a new town. Loners. We were loners in the other schools too, but at least we had each other. Now we didn’t have anything. Nothing at all. Simply dark silence. I hadn’t talked to any of them since we had parted I didn’t know if Ian still loved me or not. I didn’t know his new identity, or more the one he was hiding under. He was still my Ian I cold see it in his eyes every now and then, I could be positive on his feelings though. I look at my clock 6:33 damn, I had to get up for another day of school! Ugh!
I roll out of bed my eyes thick with fog, and drag to self top the bathroom. I splash water on my face and look back at myself in the mirror. I was pretty, I guessed, not beautiful though. My pale skin was fair and soft. My ash blonde hair stuck out in 11 wrong directions even after and hour of straightening, and my eyes floated a beautiful shade of silverish gray.
It took my only fifteen minutes to be ready and out the door. I walked to school, it wasn’t far, and it gave me time to think this morning, besides the day that I drove my Corvette to school it drew way too much attention. I break into a swift run, the one that would break a sweat almost immediately if I were normal per-say. I should join track, I think, but rethink that quickly. That wouldn’t be wise, not at all. I ran to the false security of school grounds. Although I could hold my own quite sufficiently. I slipped silently int the lunch room, and took a seat at an empty lunch table. In clear sight of Ian, it was legal to look at him. He was standing in the normal way he stands the one he knows drives me crazy. Catherine, head cheerleader, and her group of cheerleaders and a few football players following her like puppies on leashes, walk up to him.
“Hey.’ She says, he hardly notices her, and I can’t deny my happiness at that fact. I look over too see David and Riley together at a table, obviously they were together. We were all meant to be just the four of us and unknown gravity was bringing us together one at a time, peeling back the fake identities. Revealing feelings, I could almost not stand it anymore, and it had only been like a week or so. I saw the look on Riley’s face that said ‘look at Ian’, in clear Riley language. I nod lightly, and look back. Catherine basically had her hands all over him! She leans up to kiss too quickly for him to notice and my hands ball into fists as their lips touch. I take a deep breath trying to keep calm. Riley on the other hand doesn’t. She jumps to her feet heading in their direction, a look of death determination on her face. I jump up and stand infront of her signaling David to hold her back for a moment. He nods, and grasps her shoulders lightly. This was my challenge, one I had to accomplish on my own.
“Oh, temperament girl have issues with this?” Catherine asks, referring to Riley, and she tries to kiss him again. Riley hisses, and struggles with David’s grip. Trying to talk him into letting her go, I had to act quick I could tell he couldn’t keep his hold on her much longer. I click my teeth in a biting motion near her face, and she leans back.
“Get your surgically enhanced lips away from him.” I spit at her in a deadly tone, which I had once used on a boy that was hitting on me in a hotel, Jeremiah if I remembered correctly. She makes a squeaky whiney noise, which i almost punch her for, but instead I turn to Ian. He seemed to be as suprised as anyone else at my outburst ” we need to talk.” I tell him and give him a look. He grabs my arm. “i certainly hope so.” He tells me."soon please." He leans close to me, his hand on my back. He was going to kiss me, he knew it, I knew it, and every one else knew it. “You are mine, always.” He tells me, and lost all brain waves that could make speech possible.
“No, don’t you dare kiss her!” Catherine screams, and I can feel her tugging on his shirt. A tall football player several feet taller than me steps in front of me, in a threatening stance. I give him a look that says don’t mess with me, but he doesn’t buy it. I shake my head, and he grabs at me, I hear laughter from Ian, David, and Riley. I bend out of the reach of the football player, and he grunts in surprise. He lunges at me again, and I slide out of the way just in time I pop my gum and shake my finder at him. ‘Ah Ah ah.” I say and pound the palm of my hand into his forehead so hard he falls backwards. One last glance around the cafeteria, and i run, my feelings trailing behind me.
(Two, Ian)
“Look what you have done Catherine.” I spit at her, she recoils, I had never spoken like that ever, infront of her. “Look what she did to Chad.” She whines, and I almost want to knock her out. “I think Chad here needs a better fighting technique, he can’t reply all on brawn and muscle. He needs to be evasive, and make quick unexpected attacks, as though to surprise the enemy. That was why he was beaten by a 5ft’4 female.” I say, and I see Riley approaching me. “You know as well as we do the truth, what has happened has changed her, but I know one thing you don’t. She runs not because she is afraid of these pigheaded people that are determined to get their egos in this year’s world record book for assholes. She runs because she is scared of her feelings for you, that they might hurt another person she loves. Just like… I know it hurts you too but she had more of a connection, being the… you know what…she doesn’t even know how you feel anymore, I suggest you man up and take the trash out.” She tells me, and I am shocked at her bluntness, and how much she said infront of these people. I turn to walk after Radella, watching the way her hair blew in the wind behind her as she ran. Catherine grabs my arm and I want to throw her off. “You are with me, your popular, don’t leave, me, us your social standing for a girl like her.” She tells me, I pull her hand off of my shirt, turning back to her. I didn’t agree, Radella was the only girl for me. “A girl like what? Smart, funny, amazingly beautiful, shy, and proud. With long flowing hair, and deep eyes that show her every thought her every feeling.” I tell them, they seem to nod in agreement. I wished Riley was here for my speech I think she would have liked it, but she and David had followed Radella out of the door. It took me only one more moment to leave. I touched a spot on the back of Catherine’s neck and she falls to the floor limp, knocked out. “Peace at last.” I breathe and follow my love out of the door, leaving my old, well new life behind.
(Three, Riley)
I ran down the hall after Radella, I knew where she would go even after I lost her in the maze of halls. I knew Radella,and as far as I could see not, she was back, for good this time; she just needed one more thing. Ian and reassurance of his love. That was what she needed to get back to, us that, and … but I wasn’t sure if she was going to get either thing. For once I was completely in the dark, no complimentary visions to help this one. None what so ever. I couldn’t help it they come on their own, but if I had ever wanted to force a vision, now would be the time. Unfortunately I couldn’t. I chase after her, and follow her outside, to a tall tree. It was the un-climbable one, everyone tried to climb it no one could. I looked up to see Radella in the tree. We of course could climb the tree, but were four of the few that couldn’t be forced to try. We knew we could and we didn’t want to draw too much attention to ourselves than needed. I think the boys would have been ok with showing off but Radella didn’t like the idea at all and even when she wasn’t talking to anyone she had a way of getting her feelings across. Even when sometimes she didn’t mean to. It just came to us like a feeling that was all our own without the it being our feelings part. That was all it took for Ian to not climb the tree, but David on the other hand climbed right up beside me. i touch her shoulder, and she turns to me. i look into her eyes, full of sadness fear, realization, and trust. i hold out my arms, and she lays her head on my chest.i hold her to me as she cries a sad confused scared cry. i didint know what else to dowe sat there unmoving for a few minutes until the first period bell rangand people rushed out of the lunchroom doors. Students on their way to clas looked up in suprise and amazement, when they saw us in the tree. normally Radella would have hid, out of sight, so that no one could see, but this time she seemed elsewhere.

(Four,David)
i followed Riely into the tree where Radella was crying. i knew her pain, as well as if it were my own. for i was scared too, scared of my undeniable feelings for Riley, nad my connection to all of them. i didkint know what i was supposed to do.
i could see Ian, appraochign the treeas he spotted RAdella. he loved her, i knew it, he knew it, Rielt knew it, hell people who didnt want to belive it knew it. but did Radella know it? i wasnt sure, everyone could tell, the way he looked at her when she wasnt looking. i was the same way with Riely, but she knew, we both knew, that we loved eachother. we had no secerets. i touch her back, to comort her, f it would have been anyone else touching her back she would have flinched. but she knew it was me, and she didnt. sometihng was wrong here, i could feel it in my heart, my soul. something was comming, and i had a feeling that the others felt it too.
Riely and i were changed with the incidences in otherworld, but not like Ian, and especially not like Radella. more so Radella. i was worried about her, so much.

(Five,Radella)
when everyone was gone i jumped from the tree, and walked in a direction certain to lead me nowhere. i walked with the little dignity that i had left, until i felt someone touch my arm. I tried to ignore it and keep walking because i knew who it was.i was all i could do to stop from crying all over again.
"Radella, stop." a voice calls to me, Ian. i didnt know if i wanted to turn around, but i did. i looked up in to his dark eyes. full of emotion that i couldnt read. he looks back at me, silent and unmoving. "we need to talk." he talls me. fighting back a pun filled smile. "so?" i demand, "it doesn't matter." he blinks rapidly in suprise. " i am only happy when i look at you, twirling your hair, listening to music, getting in your car to drive home. the way you look when you read." he tells me, i am confused and surprised. "such passion you have for your words, verbal and written,as so many have found out. you speak your mind, and you let no one stand in your way, although you put yourself at a low standard, and i still dont get that about you. " he continues,and tears swell up in my eyes. Everything he said was so sweet, so emotional. We had both made mistakes that set us apart, but we always found our way back to each other. I needed space though. After what we had to do, i need time. Ian reaches forward to touch my face and pulls me close. I squeeze my eyes closed and pull away. "Please, no." I can not let him kiss me. to my surprise he lets me go, and I run, run home.

I thrust open the door to see Seth talking on the phone at the mahogany dining table. He throws me a confused and concerned look. I shake my head and proceed to my room. Being the only one that I had talked to since returning here, Seth had to deal with all my drama, and this was too much for me, let alone him. I close the door and turn to face my room, it was small and simple. A bed with cotton sheets, and a thick black comforter, black painted walls and silver rugged hardwood floors. I had a dresser with my TV on top of it, collecting dust for how much I used it. I sit on my bed and it creaks weakly, I open the top drawer of my bed side table and remove a box that might have looked like it held jewelry, but it did not. Inside was the charm book from Alara, my mothers necklace, and the thick silver and gold chord which had once held my and Ian's arms together. Tears well up in my eyes as I remember the day, and before I can brush them away Seth opens my door. "Open up Sparrow, what happened?" I know that I have no choice but to tell him. "Ian, he tried to talk to my and kiss me, but every time I think about him, I think about..." Suddenly my mouth feels like an entire cup of cotton balls, my throat swells up as I choke on the tears. Seth touches my arm but it doesn't comfort me as much as it used to.

(David)

"She just walked away?" I ask, and Ian shakes my head, biting into a piece of my hanburger. "No, man, she RAN away. There was nothing relaxed and walkish about her manner of escaping my presence." I touch him on the shoulder comfortingly and take back my burger. "I'm telling you, she's scared. Can you IMAGINE what she is going through. I mean, loosing your only child to a demon in a separate dimension, and not being able to find a way back in to save her, and not to mention that her mate, or husband or whatever is kissing bimbos and then trying to get all comfy with her meanwhile all she sees when she looks at you is the child she lost." He gives me a patronizing glare, and taking the food back. "Dude, you have thought about this way too much." I laugh, "No, that came straight from my Riley quote book." I shake my head and then slam it against the diner table. "Well, what should I do?!" He yells at me, perhaps thinking that he would make me think faster. "You just have to let her know how you feel in the most dramatic way possible." "How?" He asks, and a very amazing idea pops into my head, I grin, and lean close to him. "I have an Idea." "Now I'm worried." He says.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 03.05.2010

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