Chapter 18: Kreatio

If she were here to protect me, what was the harm in trusting her? After all, I had trusted Mrs. Tulle my whole life if she wanted to hurt me there were plenty of opportunities when we were alone together. Another reason was the blatant fact that I had no idea how to control or really use my powers. She on the other hand claimed she could help me get stronger which will give me the purpose I have always craved. Since as long as I can remember I had always allowed Willow to be in the spotlight while I followed quietly behind her. I could become someone powerful, someone, that can protect those that try to harm those I love. The best part was it would help me get Willow back and destroy Quintin all in one swoop.

As if reading my mind, she cautioned, “Luna, If I am going to help you grow your powers you are going to have to promise me something in return.”

A stern expression filled her face, “Under no circumstances will you attempt to fight Alec before I say that you are truly ready. That means you are not allowed to observe him secretly either. I don’t care how stealthy you think you are that is out of the question. While I understand that your friend is not doing well in the hospital right now. There is nothing you can do for her at this moment and not with the state your powers are in. Think of it like your powers are the seeds that have just been planted they have yet to even take root. Once your powers bloom, I will help you get rid of him for good.” She scolded.

I grew defensive that she would force me to do nothing. How dare she tell me not to save my friend. Do nothing?

She was basically telling me to sit there and watch Willow suffer and my anger began to erupt as I yelled, “Why the hell would I not try to do everything in my power to save her! Willow has three weeks! Did you know that too? How can I just sit around and watch her disappear little by little before my eyes? It's not happening so don’t hold your breath.”

I began stomping away from her. Slowly, going back down the alleyway so I could see if he were still close by.

As soon as my eyes turned to look down the street, she was right there in front of me speaking in a soothing tone, “You have to trust my words when I say there is nothing you can do for her right now. We can get Willow back but not until all this is over. Based on what I have seen every path you take moving forward at bringing her back will only lead to her demise. You will live the rest of your life filled with regret and vengeance for not listening to my words. The person you are now will be swallowed up by the darkness and all the good in you will have vanished.”

I knew that she meant well but there was no way I was going to let this happen to Willow. If the opportunity knocked on my door, I would kill him. Who’s to say that I would have the same opportunity to end him in the future. You must take every shot life throws at you. No one ever wins at playing it safe and I refused to either. She doesn’t have to know that I have a separate agenda. I could just lie to her to make sure that she has no choice but to help me. False promises, but I have no other option right now. I am no match for him, and I need to grow stronger at a faster pace than I have been. As much as I hated to admit it, I needed her help whether I liked it or not.

So, pushing my resentment to the side I forced a smile, “Deal. When do we start?” I blurted.

She grinned down at me and stated, “Now. There is no better time than the present. First things first. Do you understand how your powers work? Any Idea of what makes your powers stronger or weaker?”

The truth was I had thought quite a bit about this, but nothing seemed to match up with any of my theories. My powers were just too sporadic. A quick shake of my head no. Before I could respond she grabbed my hand and a silver round door appeared in front of us. My eyes widened in shock as she pushed me inside and I was being thrown into what looked like another version of my black abyss. I felt her hand grasp mine once again as her doors materialized in front of me. Her Abyss was so much more different than mine the doors were round and bigger and above each door was a symbol I didn’t seem to recognize.

I found myself asking, “Where are you taking me?”

It was like she refused to answer me as we floated from one door to another. Charity stopped in front of one of the doors that looked like it had a rainbow reflection. She took one long look at me before she giggled like a small child and pulled me in with her through the opening. The feeling of being transported to another location felt just like my black abyss as I traveled. I allowed my eyes to focus on the scenery that unfolded around me.

Almost like a game that is loading the level, it began to fizzle into existence. What I was able to see was more breathtaking than anything I could have ever imagined.

I found myself awestruck, "Woah! This is amazing. What is this place?"

The look on her face was priceless like a mom talking about a proud baby. I’m positive it’s the same look that Dr. Frankenstein got when he talked about his creature.

"This is a small realm I created. You can think of it as a safe room. I call it, Kreatio which means creation in Latin. I created it since you and I cannot set foot back in the magical realm until we complete our mission. This right here will be our training room.” Charity explained.

There was so much beautiful scenery around me that my eyes just couldn’t concentrate on just one thing. I couldn’t fight the strong sense of familiarity the more I looked around. It was almost like I had been here before, and my feelings mirrored the symptoms you feel when experiencing Deja Vu. There was a vast field of flowers, mountains in the distance and the most mesmerizing feature was the waterfall as I turned around. The water appeared to be falling from the highest peak of the tallest mountain. It all seemed so real like I was on a private island in some exotic country on vacation. Sadly, the greatest thing my door ever showed me was how to drown in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

Looking toward the sun I let the sun beat down on my face. I could literally feel the heat radiating around me as the sun-kissed my skin.

A true smile escaped me as I confessed, “It all feels and sounds so real to me like I’m here in my human form, not astral projecting. How is that even possible?”

Charity began smirking once again, “This is nothing you should see what I can do with a water bottle, grass, and some aquarium rocks.” She bragged.

I chuckled in response walking closer to the water letting my hands brush across the moving stream. She walked to my side and crouched down next to me as I bent over the stream.

Her smirk was gone, and I could tell she was now serious as she commented, “This is just one of the many things that you will be able to do as you grow. Not only this but you will have many more powers than just astral projecting. Your fate alone is the destiny of someone that I could only dream to be. But in order to get you there, you have a lot to learn. The first thing you must realize is that our powers are tied to our emotions. That’s why our power seems to surge more when were mad.”

“The anger you feel at that moment is so powerful that it takes over your entire body causing an imbalance. There is a much healthier way of pushing them outwards without any imbalance of power. We can only keep them steady by using strong memories, those filled with love and laughter. Eventually, it will come naturally to you and you won’t have to rely so much on controlling your emotions. This will not happen overnight.” Charity instructed.

She motioned for me to follow her as we walked to the middle of the meadow. I stopped across from her as she took a deep breath and whispered. “Let the training begin…”