Alex Pettyfer - Isaac >>>

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Every guard I passed bowed their heads to me, except for one. Frasier spat at my feet as I passed him. I span around and had him against the wall by his neck before he could even blink, he was taller than me, but his feet did not touch the ground as I held him above me at arms length. I could see the alarm in his eyes as I tried not to incapacitate him. “That all you’ve got?” He said trying to egg me on.

“You do not know what you are dealing with human, you are too ignorant to understand” he smiled at me

“All I know is that you’re a freak of nature.”

“Actually, you are the freak of nature, why do you think that I am the one who can bend it to my will?” I carelessly waved my hand and lifted every loose bit of sand, stone or rock off the floor.

“A pretty party trick.” He croaked “It’s a shame that you seem to have no more power than the old one.”

“Oh really, you want to see more? Do you want me to show you how I can bend water so that I take all the moisture out of your body and turn your bones to dust? Do you want me to do that human, or would you be contented if I just snapped your neck right here with one single finger?” I slowly stroked his cheek with a finger from my free hand and flicked the side of his face, laughing as he flinched from the touch, “You are so pathetic, so breakable, I could steal you life and send you crashing into hell without even trying, is that what you want me to show you?” as I was talking I felt my eyes turn hot and saw the change of colour reflected in his own, they were a crimson red. 

The smile on my face widened maliciously as he whimpered and shook his head, “I thought not, be wary human, I’m only sixteen, push me too hard and I’ll throw a tantrum, heaven help you then. I’m going to be watching you, I know your mind, I know your thoughts, know how you are disgusted by the attraction you feel towards me, the way that you body is trembling with excitement at the touch of my hand on your throat, so easy to succumb to your own desires, it makes me laugh to see the struggle of lust that is going on inside your mind.” I smirked and then took a deep breath trying to calm myself down, I felt the red slowly seep back out of my eyes and the anger I felt flow out of my body.

I dropped Frasier onto the floor and he collapsed into a heap. I laughed at how pathetic he looked and spoke to him in the same calm voice; like liquid fire. “Would you like to know what the difference is between the two of us?” I smirked. “You are expendable; like a blade of grass in a field, in comparison, I am like the rain. Whether you like it or not, you are under my control.” With those last words I walked away, leaving him breathing heavily on the floor, knowing how hard my words had impacted him as he realised the truth in them.

I walked around the corner so that he could not see me, and then ran to my room, as fast as I could. I shut the door behind me, slumped down onto the floor, and cried. I didn’t know why I was being so horrible and angry. I felt so furious over the smallest thing; the fire flaring up inside me and I could feel the heat bubbling behind my eyes. I had never been like this before.

I walked to the window. Slowly I broke it down into the elements it once was and laid them out carefully on the floor. I then carefully climbed out of the room and up the side of the building, quickly getting onto the flat roof. I stood there and let the breeze wash over me. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. I was totally alone for the first time in my life.

I looked out over the forest below me and remembered how the three of us had run through it with ease only the day before. Now it seemed like a lifetime ago. I had been so carefree and everything had been simple, I knew who I was and now I had no idea. I acted with such an impassive approach, I looked like I didn’t care about the thing that I was turning into, I was so angry and felt like I was poised to attack at the slightest threat, but I didn’t know why. Would Jacob and Johanna even recognise the monster that had shattered Frasier in the corridor?

I sat on the rooftop and watched as the sky turned a deep pink and the sun sank below the horizon. The tears slowly fell from my eyes as I thought about Jacob and Johanna. I didn’t know what I was becoming; I had wanted to crush Frasier in the corridor earlier. It felt like my insides were turning into stone; that all my emotions were retreating into the depth of my chest. I wanted to yank them out and hold onto them as hard as I could, but I was running out of ideas about how to do it, I felt helpless against the thing that I was becoming, loosing myself in it. The tears poured freely from my eyes and I almost worried I would drown in them. Slowly I stopped crying and lay down on the hard stone of the rooftop with my eyes close;, I could feel the stars in the night sky and the moon on my hair as I drifted into an uneasy sleep.

I woke up a few hours later and heard the thoughts of men in the room below me; they couldn’t find me and were worried. I slowly let myself drift down the outside of the building and through the window frame. I stayed there, crouched for a minute, listening to their words and thoughts. They thought that I had run away; Rowan thought it was to find my friends, the other one thought it was because I had gone to find their enemies and team up with them. I couldn’t help but laugh at the second thought. Silently I dropped down from the window and stood in the shadows of the room, waiting for them to notice me in the darkness.

One suddenly yelled out to Rowan, he saw me and I stepped into the centre of the room, “Don’t worry, I am still here, I did not go off to find our enemies.” I smiled at the younger one with a knowing look in my eyes, he looked at me astounded, he had not been in the guard room when I had gone into it before with Rowan. I smiled wider when I saw how his opinion of me changed once he had seen me, I went from me being a terrible monster to an attractive supernatural creature. He started to say something to me and stammered, I laughed as I heard him tell himself off with his thoughts.

 “Don’t worry Isaac, it is okay, I know you could only have created that image of me from what you had heard, I’m not really that terrible am I?” I asked playfully.

I knew that he was seventeen, but I spoke to him as if he were much younger than me, he tried to speak again “No miss, you’re not that terrible.” I laughed out loud again, “I-I-I,  mean…” he stuttered again and I walked over to him, “Orion says that I must not touch anyone, if I were allowed I would give you a hug, you are so sweet, I can tell by the way you think.” He smiled at me weakly, trying to figure out how old I was.

“You can ask me if you want, I won’t think it rude.” I told him,

“How old are you… miss?” he said bobbing his head to try and show me respect after such an intruding question.

“I am sixteen years old,” I said, a smile played around my mouth again as I saw him look at me in disbelief.

I could see from in Isaac’s eyes and by his slightly clouded mind that he needed sleep; it was the thing that kept drifting into his thoughts the most. I told him to stop his shift and go back to bed, if anyone asked him why he was not on duty then I told him to send them to me. He smiled and thanked me and then left Rowan and I alone in the room. “Are you tired Rowan?” I asked him.

“No, I had my sleep earlier, that’s why I’m on this shift, looking for you, well I was looking for you.”

“I see, how would you like to stay here with me? Do not worry if you don’t want to, I can call another guard if needs be?” I looked at his face intently, I was not sure why I wanted him to stay with me, but I reasoned it was because I needed some company. I could hear his thoughts weighing up the options; he was unsure if it was safe to be in a room alone with me, I was an elf after all, but on the other hand, he desperately wanted to stay with me, he had so many questions to ask me, and he thought of me as the most beautiful creature that he had ever seen. I waited patiently as he made up his mind.

“No, don’t call another guard; I can stay, on one condition.” I already knew the condition before I asked him the question and a smile crept onto my lips.

“What is the condition?”

“I think you already know it if you are reading my mind,” I smiled at him and he continued, “I will say it anyway, so that no one can say that I ever backed down from anything. If you want me to stay, you must give me one kiss.” I sat there quietly, thinking about the options; I could turn him away, send him out of the room for asking such a question, I could call another guard and make him punish Rowan, or, I could kiss him.

I stood on the floor looking into his deep green eyes, they gleamed in the moonlight. His long hair fell over them in a most uncharacteristic way of humans from Elmira. “Are you sure you want to take the chance of receiving an elfin kiss?” I asked him. I heard his thoughts race as I finished my question, he knew that if he gave me the right answer, that he would get a kiss, he just wasn’t sure what the right answer was: he contemplated telling me that I was beautiful and that I seemed to have a kind heart, but then decided against it, realising that it would not have answered my question. Then he thought about asking me what would happen if I did kiss him, but figured out that if I had not already told him then I did not know. Finally he came to the answer he wanted. “I may never get another chance and I want to take every opportunity that I get in life, I do not care much for the consequences, I doubt that they will be anything that I will dislike.”

I smiled at him and then put my palm against his cheek; he closed his eyes as I did it. I could hear the thoughts running through his mind – he liked the way that my hand was cool in the warm night air, he found it refreshing. I smiled and touched my lips to his cheek slowly. I could hear his thoughts, he wanted me to do it again, but refused to speak the words in case I got offended. I smiled and moved my other hand to the back of his neck, he grew wary, knowing that he was now locked in my embrace, but his thoughts were pleading me to hold on. He thought about putting his arms around my waist, he was scared that I would slip away but was too afraid to, in case I pulled away instead. “Go on.” I whispered in his ear. He put his arms around my waist and held my securely. He did not know what I would do next, apparently, he didn’t care, as long as I did not suddenly leave him, I smiled, it was nice to be wanted this much by someone, without it being completely about lust.

We stood there for a moment and he opened his eyes to look into mine, I carefully avoided becoming in control of him. I put my head against his chest – I had seen people embrace that way before. I had never understood why it was significant, but as I did so I felt the beat of his heart increase and his body lean towards me slightly, he didn’t even notice it. I hadn’t realised how intimate this hold was before now.

He took a deep breath in, smelling my hair, he was trying to memorise this moment as well as he could. I smiled and knew that this was what I wanted, even though my heart twinged, unsure if this was the right thing to do. Even though I knew it was exactly the thing that would pull it out of its numb enclosure. I looked up at him and he met my gaze, he was still uncertain of what I would do, but held me all the more closely for it. I stood on my toes and my lips met his in a careful and slow kiss.

After a while I started to pull away, he held me closely and would not let my lips slip away from his. I understood from his thoughts that he was not doing it out of lust for my body, but passion for the moment. I kissed him again and then pulled away more substantially. He wanted to kiss me again, but he could see from my eyes that I would not let him do it. I stepped out of his arms and sat down on the bed, staring at his face. He could tell from my body language that I was not inviting him to sleep with me, so sat on the floor, trying not to make me feel uncomfortable.

I watched him closely wondering how my strange experiment would have affected him.

“Why?” was all he asked me as I sat.

“I wanted to know.”

“Know what?”

“What it was like to be wanted by someone that way, and actually feel the same thing, even if only for one moment.”

“You have never had a person want you before, or wanted another person?” he asked me, disbelieving.

“No, I have never really found others attractive in that way, I never spoke to anyone enough to let them know my mind, apart from Jacob, and he was not someone that I could love any other way than him being a brother to me. So many other boys wanted me, but they only ever wanted me for my body and for my looks, they were never interested in getting to know my mind and personality and to be honest I was never really interested in getting to know theirs.” I paused for a moment, thinking back to the boy who had asked to borrow my pencil a few days before – it felt like another life.

“Even though I thought that, I still longed to know what it was like to be held by another person, what it would feel like to feel another person’s lips on mine, to know that they didn’t want me because of just the way my body was, because my mind intrigued them.” I stared into his eyes intently, knowing that I would not become in control of him.

“So I was the first?” he asked me

“Yes, and probably the last. If what Orion says is true then I will not be able to really hold or touch anyone for fear of changing them from what they should be, it was selfish for me to do it to you.” I looked to the floor, not knowing how I would have affected Rowan with my kiss, not knowing how I had changed the way that his destiny was meant to be.

I thought of the water in the stream, if I had not come into Rowan’s life, even for the three days that I would know him, how would his path have changed from his original course? Would he go off into the horizon or somewhere else, now that I had intervened? I didn’t know what I had done to his life, whether I had made it better or started him on a path that would send him spiralling into destruction.

A few tears slowly fell from my eyes and he saw them drip from my chin and onto the floor and came to sit next to me on the bed, he thought about trying to hold me and comfort me, but I looked at his hands “No do not do that.” My words hurt him as he misunderstood.

“I did not mean that I do not want you to, but I cannot let you; I do not know the damage I have already done to you and how just my presence has effected your future.” My words got to him, but not with the effect that I wanted them to, he wanted to hold me more, to comfort me more, to tell me that he didn’t care about the effects that I would have on his body, his mind. I turned to him and said “Please do not try, I do not want to hurt your feelings, I will move away if you get too close.”

He was still hurt by my words, but understood why I said them. I smiled at him as I heard the confusion in his simple mind. He looked into my eyes and suddenly remembered how I knew him so well and knew exactly what he was thinking ‘can you hear my thoughts?’

“Yes, I can.” I said speaking to him out loud.

‘All that I’m thinking?’ 

“Yes, all of it.” I said, smiling as he blushed and looked away from my eyes.

“I’m sorry I didn’t know that you could see all of it.” He said, worried that he had offended me; he was a lot less prone to lust than any other male I had met, but he was still human.

“It is okay, I have heard a lot worse, I have seen only men for the last day and a half.” I said, explaining it to him without words.

“Only for the last day and a half?” he asked me

“Yes, I have only had my full powers for the last day and a half.”

‘What!’  I laughed and he looked at me sheepishly as he remembered that I knew what he was thinking.

“They were being protected for me, until I was ready for them, I have only had a tiny part of them since the age I was three, all I had were the three strongest of my abilities.” I let him think for a while, not answering the questions in his thoughts, waiting until he asked me the one he deemed the most important.

“What were the abilities that you had growing up?”

“I could move fast, twice as fast as any normal human, I could use a small amount of my powers for instance I could make myself unnoticed, not invisible as I can do now, but as if I were hiding in shadow, unless someone knew I was there, their eyes just skimmed over me, oblivious.”

“What was the third ability?”

“My feelings about things, not emotional feelings, but the way others were feeling, I could roughly sense if someone was hurt, angry, sad, happy, I couldn’t read their thoughts, but I could sense their moods. When I got my powers those feelings slowly intensified until I could actually hear the thoughts of those around me.” He sat there speechless, while his mind tried to grasp what I had just told him.

I took the moment to look at his face again; he had a slight brown colour to his skin, as if he had been out in the sun for a while, his lips were smooth and a light pink colour, his hair was a rich brown and fell over his bright green eyes that stood out clearly against his skin. I thought about him, realising that even though I had tied to convince myself that I had only chosen him to kiss because of his mind, that I was also attracted to the way he looked and wanted him to touch me again.

He suddenly put his hand on my cheek, I took a sharp intake of breath; he had surprised me. “Sorry” he said without moving it away. I knew that I shouldn’t have let him, but I allowed him to keep it there, closing my eyes as I felt it’s warmth against my cheek. Slowly, reluctantly, I moved my head away, “Why did you do that?” I asked him.

“I’m not sure, it just seemed like he right thing to do, I felt like you wanted me to.” I opened my eyes and looked at him sharply.

“What did you say?”

“I felt like you wanted me to.” He repeated, realising what he had said.

“That’s it, you should go, I’ve already effected you enough.” I said, a cold look in my eyes.

“It’s okay…” he began, but I cut him off again.

“No it’s not, I shouldn’t have kissed you, I shouldn’t have asked you to stay, I have no idea what I’ve done to you. You should go now, before I affect you anymore.”

“What if I don’t care about it?” he asked, defiant.

“Well I do, so I’m asking you again to go.”

“I won’t.”

“Don’t make me do this.” I pleaded to him.

“I will not go.”

“Then I am truly sorry, in time you will realise why I had to do this.” With an abrupt wave of my hand I made the door swing open and carefully, without looking at his eyes, I lifted him up with my mind and carried him out of the door. I gently put him down in the corridor and closed the door behind him, locking it from the inside. He looked through the window in the door and I heard the thoughts in his head, he was furious with me. My eyes started to water again as I heard them shout at me through the door. He looked at me for a moment and then realised why I was crying, cursing himself for not being more careful. He closed his eyes and cleared his mind.

‘I understand why you just did that, I know that it was for my own good, but I don’t know why you don’t understand that I don’t care, I don’t mind taking the chance, I don’t mind the consequences, they’re actually quite intriguing, dam! I didn’t mean to let that slip in there.’

“It’s okay, and it’s because I don’t want to affect your life any more than I already have. You wouldn’t get to be with me anyway, not in either way that you thought, I saw them both in the corners of you mind, I would not have gone that far in a single night with you and I am leaving tomorrow, my training will not be completed for at least five years. You will have aged; you will be twenty three and will have wasted your time if you wait. Who knows the person that I will be when I come back. It would be better if you tried to forget that this had ever happened.”

He looked at me with pain in his eyes ‘okay.’ Was his last obvious thought and then his mind went back into the same jumbled state that it had been, even though one thought stood out above all the rest; he would never be able to forget me. I felt him walk away down the corridor and lay down on the bed, knowing that what I had just done, I would regret for the rest of my life, however long it would be.