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Authors: Pauline Gruber
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hand out to me. Power he wants to share with me. I grasp his hand. An energy, invisible and strong, moves between us. It’s like drinking ten Mountain Dews, but better. An adrenaline rush courses through my veins. Is this what Dylan felt when he played basketball with his friends? The power stokes me. I feel…unstoppable.
Jude and Aiden argue, but I pay no attention. Dylan squeezes my hand, and another surge of energy courses through me. My heartbeat pulses through my body. I close my eyes as the throbbing sensation grows stronger. The sudden urge…the need to get rid of all this energy, this anger, takes over.
My eyes fly open. I want to destroy something. A hot, electrical current zips up and down my arms. I hold up my hand, palm side up. I grin at the large fireball resting there.
It’s the biggest fireball I’ve ever made . I beam at Dylan.
“What are you going to do with it?” he asks.
Need to get rid of all this energy.
Take down the deer, Lucy.
I look around. Jude’s eyes burn into mine.
Get out of my head! I tell him.
I hurl the fireball at one of the ogre-like trees across the football field yard. It’s enough to startle the deer, who takes off, its tail raised in alarm. One word repeats in my brain as I focus on the tree. Burn…Burn…Burn . It takes a moment before I realize Dylan and I are chanting the words in unison. The knotted limbs snap and sizzle as they’re engulfed in flames. I can’t blink. I can’t turn away. I’m enthralled by the blaze of red, orange, and yellow. The heat soothes me.
“Beautiful,” Dylan whispers. I simply nod. There’s no better word to describe it.
Fingers snap in front of my eyes, jolting me. Jude waves his hand through the air, and the fire is extinguished. Smoke swirls up from the charred branches. Dylan releases my hand. The happiness and warmth are gone. My body suddenly feels like it’s filled with lead. I sag against the weight of it.
“You’re out of control. Both of you.” Jude stares us down, his voice sharp as steel. “I asked you to do one thing. One thing. And you disobeyed me.”
There’s no way I’m killing Bambi’s daddy.
Jude yanks us both by the arm, blasting us with electrical currents so powerful my knees buckle. I fall to the ground.
“Let me go!” I try to pull my arm free, but I’m no match for Jude.
Jude yanks hard, dragging me until my legs start to function again.
“A load of crap!” Dylan mutters, his voice thick with fatigue.
I catch a whiff of burnt hair and realize Jude singed all the hair off my left arm.
Chapter Eleven
It’s eight o’clock by the time Dylan pulls up behind Marcus’s car at the three-flat. He meets me at the passenger side door and pulls me from the car. We both slouch against the closed door.
“That was surreal,” Dylan says, rubbing his eyes. “Aiden and I spent the day beating the crap out of each other. Do you know how amazing that felt?”
I shake my head. “Jude’s right. Half right, anyway. You’re out of control.”
Dylan flashes a tired smile. “I wasn’t the one who torched the tree, little fire starter. Do you think Jude was behind that? Manipulating things?”
“Based on how mad he was, I would say no.” I turn to Dylan. “Can you believe Jude was able to drag both of us across his yard. I mean, I’m sort of puny, but you’re…” I gesture to Dylan’s buff physique, “not. He’s got superhuman strength.”
Dylan frowns. “We should probably keep that in mind before we disobey him in the future.”
I recall Aiden’s furious expression before I hurled fireballs at him. “Speaking of scary. You need to be careful. I think you made an enemy today.”
Dylan’s eyebrows pull together. “Things started out really well. Aiden taught me some awesome techniques. I now know it’s not just about brute strength, but also how I maneuver. It’s about skill. Strategy.”
There’s no missing the excitement in his voice. “Then why were you trying to take
Jude and Aiden argue, but I pay no attention. Dylan squeezes my hand, and another surge of energy courses through me. My heartbeat pulses through my body. I close my eyes as the throbbing sensation grows stronger. The sudden urge…the need to get rid of all this energy, this anger, takes over.
My eyes fly open. I want to destroy something. A hot, electrical current zips up and down my arms. I hold up my hand, palm side up. I grin at the large fireball resting there.
It’s the biggest fireball I’ve ever made . I beam at Dylan.
“What are you going to do with it?” he asks.
Need to get rid of all this energy.
Take down the deer, Lucy.
I look around. Jude’s eyes burn into mine.
Get out of my head! I tell him.
I hurl the fireball at one of the ogre-like trees across the football field yard. It’s enough to startle the deer, who takes off, its tail raised in alarm. One word repeats in my brain as I focus on the tree. Burn…Burn…Burn . It takes a moment before I realize Dylan and I are chanting the words in unison. The knotted limbs snap and sizzle as they’re engulfed in flames. I can’t blink. I can’t turn away. I’m enthralled by the blaze of red, orange, and yellow. The heat soothes me.
“Beautiful,” Dylan whispers. I simply nod. There’s no better word to describe it.
Fingers snap in front of my eyes, jolting me. Jude waves his hand through the air, and the fire is extinguished. Smoke swirls up from the charred branches. Dylan releases my hand. The happiness and warmth are gone. My body suddenly feels like it’s filled with lead. I sag against the weight of it.
“You’re out of control. Both of you.” Jude stares us down, his voice sharp as steel. “I asked you to do one thing. One thing. And you disobeyed me.”
There’s no way I’m killing Bambi’s daddy.
Jude yanks us both by the arm, blasting us with electrical currents so powerful my knees buckle. I fall to the ground.
“Let me go!” I try to pull my arm free, but I’m no match for Jude.
Jude yanks hard, dragging me until my legs start to function again.
“A load of crap!” Dylan mutters, his voice thick with fatigue.
I catch a whiff of burnt hair and realize Jude singed all the hair off my left arm.
Chapter Eleven
It’s eight o’clock by the time Dylan pulls up behind Marcus’s car at the three-flat. He meets me at the passenger side door and pulls me from the car. We both slouch against the closed door.
“That was surreal,” Dylan says, rubbing his eyes. “Aiden and I spent the day beating the crap out of each other. Do you know how amazing that felt?”
I shake my head. “Jude’s right. Half right, anyway. You’re out of control.”
Dylan flashes a tired smile. “I wasn’t the one who torched the tree, little fire starter. Do you think Jude was behind that? Manipulating things?”
“Based on how mad he was, I would say no.” I turn to Dylan. “Can you believe Jude was able to drag both of us across his yard. I mean, I’m sort of puny, but you’re…” I gesture to Dylan’s buff physique, “not. He’s got superhuman strength.”
Dylan frowns. “We should probably keep that in mind before we disobey him in the future.”
I recall Aiden’s furious expression before I hurled fireballs at him. “Speaking of scary. You need to be careful. I think you made an enemy today.”
Dylan’s eyebrows pull together. “Things started out really well. Aiden taught me some awesome techniques. I now know it’s not just about brute strength, but also how I maneuver. It’s about skill. Strategy.”
There’s no missing the excitement in his voice. “Then why were you trying to take
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