The Elementals #1 by Kiki XoXo (debian ebook reader txt) 📖

should've just waited outside the door! "Chase Housen, you are to tempting!" She squeels, and I stop moving again. Chase?  Chase is the boy in there with her?! I wonder if Flora knows? I wonder if anyone knows!?

 

"Chaston you can't tease me like that." He growls, huskily. Yeah, I need to leave. More lip locking. Yup, time to go. Running on my tip toes from the room, I slip out. quietly closing the door behind me. I stand in the hall a second, wondering if what I just witnessed is something real, and if I'm the only one who knows. Walking down the hall not in the mood to even see if Sebastien is in his room, I try and find the kitchen. Which shouldn't to hard it's the only room that I know for sure. Of course I get side tracked and lost, and end finding a study instead. Growling about my bad morning I grab  a blanket and curl up by the fire. Sleep. I can go to sleep. Although there is couch behind me, why would I sleep on the floor. I think for a while about whether I should get up and go the couch, for some odd reason the floor is super comfy. Mumbling to myself I slink over to the couch like a worm or a caterpillar. Then I realize I'm just to lazy to actually hoist my body up onto the couch. I didn't realize I was this tired before. I can barely keep my eyes open now. Curling in a ball at the foot of the couch, I lay my head on my arms, and fall into a heavy sleep.

 

It's when I feel a pain, in my stomache that I shoot off the ground. I'm standing, wobbly but I am standing. I reach out for the couch, to steady myself. Got my stomach, I feel like I just got kicked! *SMACK* I tople over hitting the ground with great force, my cheek is stinging already. I look up, and the is a girl. Jet black hair, and brown maid looking clothes on. What? Where did she come from.

 

"You moved away from the fire." She speaks, then charges at me, I'm to stunned to move. The fire? What? Gripping me by my hair, she drags me. I yell out in pain. grabbing her hand and arm, to try and pull her off. Stay calm! Remain calm! You learned what to do! I tell myself. I stop screaming, and take a couple deep breaths ignoring the fact that the crazy lady is ripping out my hair!  I turn on my but tripping her with my feet, and she lets go of my hair. Now both of us on the ground, she heaves out a breath as I have a hard time staying awake.  I glance around the room, spotting the fire pit. What's so importantabout the fire?  She growls lounging at me, and I dodge it but barely. knokcing into a night stand, the lamp falls and breaks to pieces. How will I explain that?

 

Scarmbling to my feet, the girl, is also getting drowsy. Reaching for the blanket I throw it at her, and she gets tangled in it. Taking my chance, I crawl like a baby towards the door.

 

"No!" She yells, and then body slams me to the ground, I don't know who to wrestle. . . only karate!  "You were supposed to stay by the fire. Take in to much, and DIE!" She yels in my face, spitting when she yells die. Okay she is crazy! It's official!  She looks like a maid maybe she works here at the palace?  What the hell did I ever do to her! "He is already Engaged, don't ruin her life!"  She keeps yelling, as I get a grip around her neck. What do I do? Squeeze?  That could kill her! Pushing her off of me, I crawl faster, or at least I hope faster.  He is engaged? Sebastien? No he isn't, not that I know off. How else could she be talking about!?

 

I turn to try and find her, she is by the fire, speaking some weird language. Then the fire blinks out just like that, and she stands. Oh shit, what in the hell is she!? My grogginess fading I stand up still a little wobby, she stares at me. I stare back.  My stomach is in pain, my face stings, and I'm getting a headache!

 

"I don't .. know what you're talking about." I breath out holding my stomach, damn she must've kicked me!

 

"Stay away from Lord Tatum." She shreiks, jumping at me. I move but not in time she catches my ankle, and I colaspe, her nails digging into my ankle and shin, and is clawing trying to practically climb up my body.  Lord Tatum?!  Holy shit! It's that girl, Tatum told me about. Where is my protction! Tatum! Anyone! Using my still free leg I kick at her, getting her a couple times in the hand and arms. I get her off of my, and I stand easily all sleepiness gone. Running towards the door, I get yanked to the left into a book shelf.  She is standing two feet in front of me just staring again.  I grab a book, in my hand discretely, and then whip it at her, smack her in the shoulder. She yelps in pain for second and reload grabbing another. I can't kill her!  I don't want to kill her . . . even if she wants to kill me. Throwing another book at her, I miss and she charges. Lifting me clear over her shoulder, and throwing my on the ground. More wrestling moves!  My body is bruised enough, and I really don't think I can beat this girl. grabbing the rack of blankets thats next to me I knock it over, hoping that might do something any thing! I struggle back up to my feet, and run towards where the fire poker is. I grab it and turn ready to fight, but she is right there already, pushing me into the wall again. 

 

My powers!

 

Where are my powers? Normally they come out when I'm scared!

 

I come back to reality when I hear her grunt thrusting the fire poker at me. I dodge scaling against the wall, and then she thrusts again, and misses but there is  a loud crack, and behind me glass shatters. Not good. Sheilding my head from falling glass, I duck as she strikes again. No more miss little weakling! I'm done playing around! Standing back up, I look her in the eyes. She smiles, twirling the fire poker in her hand. 

 

"I'm not the one who is going to die here today." I growl, getting in position. She just cackles and ugle sound, tossing the fire poker to the side. Alright hand to hand combat I'm good at that. Next to me there is a coat rack, and I grab it tossing it at her. I never said I would play fair though. I take of running back towards the couch, and I hear her roar feriously. I large piece or glass, flies past my left shoulder just missing me. Grabbing a pillow from the couch, I try to use it as a shield.  In the distance I hear voices yelling about a broken window, they must be outside or something. She charges throwing her arms everywhere. I get a good spot to kick, her and she rams into the couch with so much force the whole thing falls backwards. She peeks from over the seat speaking in the weird language again, and the pillow in my hand ripples into flames.  Tossing it her way, I blow on my hand. No burns that I can see!  I hear more yelling in the distance, and then there is a hand on my shoulder. I turn ready to smack, but it's Tatum!

 

"My Lord!" The girl yells, standing up from the couch. He doesn't say anything to her, he just steps in front of me.  "She doesn't deserve you! You are engaged!" She yells, throwing her arm which lets go of more glass. For the oddest of reasons I jump in front of it. I stabs me right under my ribs, and I fall to the ground.  Why did I jump in front of that? For Tatum? He could've defended himself!

 

"Lyra!" He yells, throwing his arm up at the girls which sends ar flying into a book shelf. She is knocked out! Books fall from the shelf also hitting her, and I smile. Serves her right!  "Why did you do that, I can protect myself!" She wouldn't really hurt me!" He says, wiping the stray hairs off my face. Then there is more distant yelling, but it's closer, like just down the hall close.  "I have to help you,  . . . ahhh heal you .. or something!" He is stuttering, and frightened.

 

"Tatum." I say, and it's harder to speak then I would've thought. I was just a small shard of glass, and couple bangs to the head and stomach. Looking at my stomach I almost puke. More like big shard of glass and lots of blood loss. "You must go. Some one will be here soon. If they see you . . . " I pause needing air.  "If they see you, they will kill you." I say, pushing at him. I don't want him to die oddly enough, I guess that's why I jumped in front of the glass. "Now. Tatum!" I say feeling light headed.

 

"I . . .  Lyra, what. . ." He says his hands smeared in blood. The screaming is closer now, and I panic. I'm light headed, and losing blood, Tatum wont leave! I can see fear in his face, wow, I never thought I would ever see that.

 

"Now." I rasp, slapping him, as hard as I can. That did the trick. He growls mumbling that he will see me later, and then he and the girl disapear. I look up at the ceiling listening to the yelling get closer and closer and closer.  The door flies open, and there is bunch of yelling I can't make out. Then more foot sounds, and running. For a moment I think about what all happened to the room. But then more voices and yelling and footsteps.

 

"Lyra! . . .  Oh my god!" Dr. Drake's voice is the only one that I make out in all the yelling, I smile a second I can see him now. Although my vission is getting a little blurry. Speak Lyra! I can't. Where is he? I can't really see, is he around me? Then everything goes black.

Chapter 14- Locked Up (Lyra's POV)

 I sit up slowly, my stomach has a small ache in it and I think I have stitches. A machine starts beeping really loud and the door flies open

 

"Dr. Drake?" I ask, excited. Finally I can see him!

 

"No, it's my Mom." Molly says, and I look up at her. Oh, well now I feel stupid. She must've seen my reaction, becasue she slows her walk, and her face drops. "Lyra, what happened?" She asks, pulling a chair close to the bed. I study her face,  she is keeping something