Destiny of Three by Bryce Evans

she didn’t want it to hurt anyone. 
    “Concentrate on something coming out of your hands,” River suggested. 
    Star tried to think about something coming out of her palms, and then her thoughts went crazy.  She started thinking about slime shooting out, which made her lose every bit of her concentration.  
    She dropped her hands and shook them out.  Why couldn’t she concentrate? 
    “Star.”  She turned around, and Sky had River around the neck with a knife to her throat.  “Now point your hands toward the water and think about that vampire cutting your sister’s face, or mine.  How are you going to protect us?  Protect us, Star!” Sky yelled. She could feel the anger building up inside her as she turned back around and pointed her hands toward the water. Then she closed her eyes and pictured the vampire holding River down, cutting into her face. 
    She could feel her hands turning warmer as she thought about it, and then water flew up and hit her in the face.  She opened her eyes; the pond water was rippling as if someone jumped in and made a big splash.
    She turned around and saw that River and Sky both had shocked looks on their faces.  River tried to speak, but couldn’t get anything out.  “What, what happened?”  Star asked.
    Nobody said anything until she asked again, “What happened?  I had my eyes closed.”
    “Electricity shot out of your hands,” Sky muttered, staring at her.
    “No way,” Star boomed.
    Both River and Sky nodded. 
    Sky turned around, listening to something.  “We need to go.  I think your mates just pulled up.” 
    Star started walking back to the house.  She could still feel the warmth in her hands.  River continued to stand in the same place, not moving. 
    “Come on, before they get curious.”  Star grabbed her sister’s hand and started running toward the cabin. 
    When they got close they stopped and watched Reece and Jonas get out of their vehicle and go into the house.  “What are we going to say now?  They’re already in the house,” Star asked.  She glanced over at River, who was staring out into space.
    “I’ve got an idea — just go with it.”  Star pulled River out of the woods and into the front yard.  Fresh snow had fallen early that morning, and it was sticky enough to build a snowman.
    Star bent down and grabbed a handful of snow.  “If they ask, we walked around back to look at the mountains on that side then we came back and started a snowball fight.”  She squeezed the snow into a ball and then threw it at River, hitting her in the face. 
    She looked over at her brother, who was smiling as the snow dripped down their sister’s face.  Without waiting for her to say anything, Sky reached down and picked up more snow and then tossed it at River, hitting her again in the face. 
    River narrowed her eyes at both of them, reached down and picked up two handfuls of snow, then took a running leap and slammed it on Star’s head. 
    The fight was on.  Reece and Jonas must have heard them screaming and laughing at each other, because they ran out onto the porch.  They stood in shock as the three siblings threw snowballs at each other.
    Star didn’t give River’s mates any reprieve; she hurled a couple balls of snow in their direction.  She laughed harder and ran when Reece and Jonas jumped down from the porch and started throwing snowballs back at them.  They glanced at each other for a moment before they ganged up on Jonas and Reece, bombarding them with packed snow. 
    They must have looked like a bunch of crazy kids by the time a vehicle pulled up and Larsen, Larken, Ash, and Sullivan Grayson got out.  Everyone was smiling except Sullivan.  He simply stared at them. 
     
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    It can’t be.  No, no, please don’t let it be him.   Sullivan remembered what Regis Yulson had said to him: “When the Powerful Three came to me in my visions, I couldn’t see their faces, but I could tell they were two women and a