in his eyes coats over the white so there is nothing but green looking at me. It sends a chill down my spine.
He takes a step closer and out of instinct I take a step closer, too. You aren't going to make me back down, freaky-looking human-Demon! I wish that Jacob was with us. He is the only one of us that has even a little Demon blood in him and I know he would have liked to prove himself to us by taking on this guy.
I start to take another step but Clarisse stops me. I can’t stop myself from giving her a death look, and I have to actually work hard to stop myself from attacking her. She backs up a few steps. My eyes must be bright yellow, my power is flowing through me with so much energy... but Clarisse is not the enemy. I must remember that.
I rein in the power enough to get a clear head so I can hear what she has to say. “I’m sorry. What is it?” I say in a calm tone that doesn't sound anything like I feel.
She regains her composure and whispers to me “He is from my dream. He is half-Demon, like Arianna, but he is more lethal than she ever was.” I've never heard her sound more frightened.
“What are his powers?” I ask her, wondering what potion I could take to help defeat him.
“The power of illusion is the only one I’ve ever seen. We all die in my dream before I can see anything else.”
I look at her, shocked that she has seen not one scenario but two from this journey alone; it helped save us the first time, why won’t it help save us this time? I take my ice potion and feel the power surge through me. I wave my hand- just the slightest motion- and send a small but lethal ball of ice at him... but it misses! Where did he go? Then I felt the answer: he has something sharp in my back in one hand and his other arm is wrapped tightly around my neck. I can’t move without getting my neck broken. I am stuck and my friends are all collapsed on the floor. We’re dead and there is nothing to help us now.
20
Clarisse
Shit! I knew this was going to happen. Rebecca probably thinks we're all knocked out; well, technically we are. The green-eyed Demon rendered our bodies and minds useless with one of his powers. I remember this from one of my dreams. The dreams are the reason I chose the specific potions that I took with me. I don’t know how long this one works for but I took it before we left. It is designed to stop me from going weak but I can't let him know that, not yet... I see everyone else fall so I fall, too.
Rebecca's eyes betray her terror when she is grabbed from behind. I don’t blame her- I’ve watched this play out over and over again in another dream of mine, but at the time I thought I was a goner, too. My dreams must all be connected to this place. I’m glad I thought to take this potion. It took years to develop but having these dreams my entire life has given me the motivation to create a weapon to defeat these Demons.
He’s talking to her but I can’t hear what he’s saying. I can only see his mouth moving against her ear. I quickly and quietly take the potion Rebecca gave me to create fireballs. I can only finish swallowing it when I hear Rebecca screech so loud that I jump up without even thinking. I look over at her and she is unconscious on the ground, bleeding through a wound in her back. That bastard stabbed her in the back and ran! As soon as the others gain back their mobility they are at Rebecca’s side.
To everyone’s surprise- including mine and Sebastian’s- she is healing herself! How? We are in the Underworld, our powers are not supposed to work down here! Regardless, the gash in her back is disappearing before our eyes. As soon as it's healed she tries to get up but everyone drops to the ground again. Except me. I’m ready to kill this bastard. I don’t want to witness any more dreams coming to life while I’m down here, powerless to do anything to help the ones I love.
So, without thinking, I just conjure a ball of flames and throw it at him. He
He takes a step closer and out of instinct I take a step closer, too. You aren't going to make me back down, freaky-looking human-Demon! I wish that Jacob was with us. He is the only one of us that has even a little Demon blood in him and I know he would have liked to prove himself to us by taking on this guy.
I start to take another step but Clarisse stops me. I can’t stop myself from giving her a death look, and I have to actually work hard to stop myself from attacking her. She backs up a few steps. My eyes must be bright yellow, my power is flowing through me with so much energy... but Clarisse is not the enemy. I must remember that.
I rein in the power enough to get a clear head so I can hear what she has to say. “I’m sorry. What is it?” I say in a calm tone that doesn't sound anything like I feel.
She regains her composure and whispers to me “He is from my dream. He is half-Demon, like Arianna, but he is more lethal than she ever was.” I've never heard her sound more frightened.
“What are his powers?” I ask her, wondering what potion I could take to help defeat him.
“The power of illusion is the only one I’ve ever seen. We all die in my dream before I can see anything else.”
I look at her, shocked that she has seen not one scenario but two from this journey alone; it helped save us the first time, why won’t it help save us this time? I take my ice potion and feel the power surge through me. I wave my hand- just the slightest motion- and send a small but lethal ball of ice at him... but it misses! Where did he go? Then I felt the answer: he has something sharp in my back in one hand and his other arm is wrapped tightly around my neck. I can’t move without getting my neck broken. I am stuck and my friends are all collapsed on the floor. We’re dead and there is nothing to help us now.
20
Clarisse
Shit! I knew this was going to happen. Rebecca probably thinks we're all knocked out; well, technically we are. The green-eyed Demon rendered our bodies and minds useless with one of his powers. I remember this from one of my dreams. The dreams are the reason I chose the specific potions that I took with me. I don’t know how long this one works for but I took it before we left. It is designed to stop me from going weak but I can't let him know that, not yet... I see everyone else fall so I fall, too.
Rebecca's eyes betray her terror when she is grabbed from behind. I don’t blame her- I’ve watched this play out over and over again in another dream of mine, but at the time I thought I was a goner, too. My dreams must all be connected to this place. I’m glad I thought to take this potion. It took years to develop but having these dreams my entire life has given me the motivation to create a weapon to defeat these Demons.
He’s talking to her but I can’t hear what he’s saying. I can only see his mouth moving against her ear. I quickly and quietly take the potion Rebecca gave me to create fireballs. I can only finish swallowing it when I hear Rebecca screech so loud that I jump up without even thinking. I look over at her and she is unconscious on the ground, bleeding through a wound in her back. That bastard stabbed her in the back and ran! As soon as the others gain back their mobility they are at Rebecca’s side.
To everyone’s surprise- including mine and Sebastian’s- she is healing herself! How? We are in the Underworld, our powers are not supposed to work down here! Regardless, the gash in her back is disappearing before our eyes. As soon as it's healed she tries to get up but everyone drops to the ground again. Except me. I’m ready to kill this bastard. I don’t want to witness any more dreams coming to life while I’m down here, powerless to do anything to help the ones I love.
So, without thinking, I just conjure a ball of flames and throw it at him. He
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