Artanis had fled his home for far different reasons than I had left mine. While I was dangerous in my own right, but still didn't know the potential that virtually flowed through my veins, Artanis knew that he was dangerous. He knew his demon half could destroy if called upon. He took a risk in bringing us to his home.
I was not feeling well. I chalked it down to stress and tried to ignore it. Unfortunately, I passed out even before we arrived and Artanis had to carry me to one of the structures. I was not the same when I woke up. Artanis's people were suspicious of me- they could sense that something was wrong even before my darker side was activated.
I hate being controlled. Being controlled is absolutely the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I swear that it will NEVER happen again. The scientists had wired me to become a tool for destruction. Microscopic robots in my systems took over and my inner self was reduced to a crying baby in the corner of my mind. I could only watch as I used my still-developing gift for controlling water to flood the place, then freeze it. The scientists were intent on destroying the sanctuary because they had made a bargain with a common enemy of Artanis and myself- the very beings who had destroyed our Inn. And those enemies found this sanctuary to be a hindrance that obstructed their path to Artanis.
They stopped me and managed to electrocute the controlling element out of me. I cannot go into how much several thousand volts of electricity hurts at first.
I only harmed a fraction of what I could have harmed. My companions had protected their own from me.
I burn with shame still at the buildings that were destroyed for my sake. My controlled body had put up a fight that I know I could never rival. These scars prove it. See? There's were a blade kept me from killing an Elder. And here's the protective wound that stopped a dagger of ice from slitting open an innocent's throat.
My blood might be clear, but my scars are as visible as print in a book.
It's safe to say that I no longer felt comfortable staying in the Sanctuary. Luckily, we didn't have to since something sinister in the forest nearby was threatening the Sanctuary. It gave us an excuse to leave.
So we did.
TempestuousSeas · Wed Apr 18, 2007 @ 11:02pm · 0 Comments |