The Crystal by Jones M (ready to read books .TXT) 📖

creatures. However, I doubted it would take people long before they saw the flying animals.

"Hey!" Justin said as he approached us. He had worn a red and black checkered shirt with a pair of black denim jeans. Justin also wore a pair of dark sunglasses. I gave him a look that asked, 'Are you kidding me?' If he thought that would have worked as a disguise, he thought wrong.

"Are you crazy?" Selena asked with a flail of her arms, mirroring the expression I had. "Anyone can notice you with this outfit!" She scratched her head before taking out a gray marker from her jeans' pocket.

"Do you always carry that with you?" Justin questioned, receiving no reply as Selena started drawing on his face with the marker.

"Done," she said once she was completed with her masterpiece. I looked at Justin and nodded in agreement. The marker made it look like he had black heads spread around his face. No one was going to notice him. If anyone did, they were going to back away from him like cockroaches to insecticides.

"So, how can we know where the erboons are?" Justin asked.

"Emery can fly," Selena said. " When we were coming out of work, I thought of a plan. The erboons are visible. If they are exposed, people won't directly link them to witches. We'll cast an invisibility spell on Emery so that she can fly without being noticed. If you see any erboon, you'll tell us through the mind-link. You could also try to vanquish them while you're up there."

"That could work," Justin said with a smile as he looked at Selena.

"Oh please," I said with a doubtful look. "You guys just want to be alone so that you can do your lovey-dovey stuff." They nodded in agreement, not bothering to deny it.

"Are you serious? Do you know that if people notice the erboons, the world of witches will be exposed?"

"Look around, Emery. No one notices them," Justin countered.

"I do not agree with your plan, Selena. Have you seen the size of those animals? They're like gorillas, but with wings!" I countered with a look of fear.

A scream pierced the air, interrupting whatever it was the couple planned to answer. I hoped it proved Justin wrong.

"What are those?" a woman shouted as she pointed at four erboons flying around a skyscraper, earning the attention of people walking on the city sidewalks. One by one, they noticed the flying figures.

I gave Justin a smug smile, clearly right about the erboons being noticed. He responded with a bored look.

"Let's go," he said, beginning to turn. Selena's eyes widened in shock at something behind me.

"Emery, look out!" she said as she tried to push me away, but she failed. I was suddenly lifted up in the air. Something had grasped both of my arms and was flying me high into the sky. I moved my legs, accidentally kicking Justin on the face. I didn't get a chance to apologize because the erboon flew us high into air.

My mouth opened, attempting to scream, but no words came out. The ground below me was becoming smaller and less visible as the erboon flew with me in its hold.

I seemed frozen for a while as the erboon continued flying with me as its hostage. I was frightened because I had never fought an erboon in my life. I always dealt with erwiches. At least they didn't have claws or abilities to fly.

I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself. I looked around and noticed that hardly anything that met the ground was in my sight. I only saw the sky, which was mostly covered with clouds. My eyes widened as I saw a lightning rod on top of a building. It meant that I was in a city, very high in a city.

Alright, Emery! No need to panic! You're just taking an air tour with an erboon as the host and the plane.

That did not sit well with me. I could be able to fly, but I was scared of heights. I needed to do something fast before the erboon decided to kill me with its claws. It screeched, seeming to confirm what I was thinking. I looked down, and it wasn't a good idea.

We flew past a clearing of the clouds, giving me enough to imagine how high we were. Below me were city buildings, both tall and short, and roads which, at the current height, could have a measurement similar to the size of a stick's width. I looked sideways and noticed tall scattered buildings.

Tired of the 'tour' I was getting, I began struggling against the erboons hold, which became futile. Its hold on me was firm. I sighed as I thought of some other way of getting it to detach itself from me. The idea came to me, and I was uneasy about it. 

I had to use my levitation powers to free myself from the erboon. I looked up, coming face to face with the erboon's grayish-black fur. I was also met with a pungent smell that had me turning my head to face the ground below me. It didn't seem that the erboon was going to fight and kill me. It was taking me somewhere, and I didn't know. Neither was I even planning to find out.

Using my levitation powers with a deep breath, I tilted my form with my head facing the ground before delivering a kick to the erboon's underside. Its hold on my arms disappeared. I levitated and swiftly turned to stabilize myself on the air. I managed to see an angry erboon flying towards me! I swiftly flew a couple of inches high, escaping the erboon that was just a finger away from hitting me. My shoes barely grazed its back.

A screech sounded through the air. I turned to face the source, only to see another erboon charging towards me. 

I groaned in boredom.

I thrust my hands out, aiming to throw a fireball, but instead got another thing. Flames of fire began to lick my hands before they rocketed towards the incoming erboon. I looked behind to see the former erboon coming after me. I decided to turn, spreading the fire in a circle. The erboons were engulfed in flames, screeching as they got burnt and diminished into soot.

Two down, two to go.

My phone suddenly rang. I reached for it in my pocket and answered the call once I saw the caller ID.

"Hello."

"Emery, where are you? And are you okay?" Justin asked in a shout through the phone. I nodded my phone, only to recall that he couldn't see me.

"It took you long enough to call! And I'm fine. I just scared off two erboons. The other two might be around."

"We dealt with one of them. Actually, Selena threw a fireball towards it and killed it. It's just one remaining. We had it, but it escaped. Can you see it from up there?"

"No, but I'll look around," I said. No sooner had I ended the call than the said escaped erboon hit me in the back.

I flew forwards, my world spinning around as I tried to still myself. I heard it screech as it flew in circles around me. In an instant, it flew towards me.

I turned to face it just as its claws dug into the area above my stomach, making me scream out in pain. I faced its menacing look. It's black eyes pierced my soul, and its mouth was oozing saliva. It opened its mouth, revealing its sharp glistening predator-like teeth, making me realize what it was trying to do.

It wanted to eat me!

I kicked my foot on its torso, making it growl but not releasing its hold on me. If possible, the claws sunk deeper into my skin, almost reaching my bone. No way was I going to be killed by an erboon.

I kept kicking at it, only urging it to sink its claws deeper into my form. I grasped some of its fur and summoned fireballs onto my hands. It shrieked as it backed away from me. I felt something slip from my pocket, only to notice that it was my phone. Oh crap.

But that was the least of my worries. Blood was instantly soaking up my shirt, and the erboon was far from being dead.

Logan's P.O.V

The day seemed to be getting brighter. The afternoon sun was hot, and it increased the temperature around me. My bandmates and I were in a huge stadium in Chicago that was filled with our fans, eagerly awaiting our performances.

Behind the stage was a thick black curtain, preventing any of my fans from seeing me. I was there, preparing myself for the concert while silently complaining about the heat. The boys were in the tour bus, either getting dressed or on their way; I had no idea. Anyway, I was already dreading the live performance we were about to do in ten minutes.

Something suddenly hit me on the head before falling to the ground. I muttered an 'Ow' as I reached my head to scratch it before diverting my eyes to the concrete surface, searching for the object. Once my eyes found it, I furrowed my eyebrows as I reached for it. It was a phone.

I switched it on, noticing that the owner didn't put a screen lock on it. I unlocked it before going through its call log. There was a person named Justin who had called the owner about five minutes ago.

I had a feeling that the phone belonged to someone I knew. I don't mean that the phone looked familiar; it was the caller's ID that gave me a sense of déjà vu. I went through the phone's contacts and noticed other familiar names on it. Something told me that it was Emery's phone. I shook my head, thinking that I was crazy. But then, everything seemed incapable of being weird until I discovered I was a witch.

With a shrug, thinking that I was wrong, I dialed Justin's number. The phone rang before someone answered.

"Hello." I knew that voice. It sounded similar to Prince Erick's.

"Hi!" I replied with a smile. There was silence on the other line before the person responded.

"Who is this?"

"It's Logan, from the Ordinary Brothers." I wanted to beat myself for making that mistake. What if it was one of my fans? In the past week, some of them had gotten my number. I instantly moved the phone away from my ear, expecting screams. What I got was baffling.

The line went silent for a moment. What if the person fainted? That had me worrying. I would not have been able to help them since I was on the other line. I prayed that my imagination was right.

"How did you get Emery's phone?" I managed to hear. I sighed in relief, bringing the phone back to my ear. So the phone was Emery's.

"It fell on me. I don't know how it even got here," I said, making me confused.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in Chicago," I said.

"What?" he screamed through the phone. The next minute was filled with me giving him the directions to my location. In a nanosecond, two people teleported in front of me. My eyes widened in shock.

It was Selena and Justin Bieber. 

Initiate fan boy mode.

"Where is Emery?" he asked, stopping me from freaking out.

"I don't know."

"I think I know," Selena said as she pointed up towards the sky. A very visible and flying Emery was fighting a flying black baboon.

Wait. She can fly?

"Damn it! The erboon got to her! We need to get the Queen. Maybe she could help."

Screams sounded behind the stage wall. Justin and Selena instantly tensed as an emotion took over their faces.

"Are we in a concert?" they asked slowly. I nodded my head. They cursed under their breaths before directing their attention towards me.

"This is bad. Wait. What if we throw a fireball to it so that it explodes?" Justin asked. My eyes widened in shock.

"You can't!" I opposed. "It will attract attention from my fans. You could also miss the erboon and hit Emery. The only thing we can do is deal with the problem ourselves."

A low scream pierced the air, gaining our attention.

"Emery!" we all screamed at once, but it was silenced by the many people on the other side of the stage.

Emery's P.O.V

The erboon had successfully managed to tear through my skin, leaving noticeable claw marks. Blood oozed from the cuts and bruises, and I was beginning to feel tired from the blood loss and pain. I needed to get away from the erboon before it managed to kill me. I refused to be killed by a minion of Eva, especially after what she did to my father.

Recalling the memory, anger took over and gave me a boost of energy. For a moment, I thought I heard people scream my name. I looked down, but I couldn't see anyone. The only thing I saw was a stadium filled with people— oh no.

My heart thudded faster as fear of being seen made its appearance. I needed to deal with the erboon quickly before anyone saw me. I closed my eyes while summoning knives onto the palms of my hands. Within seconds, I felt my empty hands being filled with the knives.

Without wasting time, I started stabbing the erboon. It screeched as I worked my revenge on it. My fear