Sharp pain in my arm woke me up.

I wanted to get up, but something restrained me. Someone's hands dug deeper in my shoulder keeping me in the place.

My eyelashes focused on my vision and I finally opened my eyes.

Everything was so dark, I did not see anything. A yellowish light from torches gave a little light but nothing else.

Torch? That must mean we are underground. What am I doing under here? I was looking at the Ball. I had a memory of Uriah keeping his speech, Pure cheering and agreeing at his words. He showed them how it is to be the best one and they liked it. My mind could not see him in that role so he turned into the memory of his thanking me for a suit. He looked like a person, not like another doll.

Because that is what he is, a doll. I felt a sharp squeeze on my shoulder and my eyes opened widely. I let out a gasp feeling the bad energy in me. I had to throw up.

"Keep her in place," my world focused when I heard that voice. Kassian.
"I knew there is something with you. You could not be just a good tailor," his voice came as a whisper.

My eyes focused on the black figure in the shadows.
"Where am I?" I asked looking around. I was underground for sure. There were no windows.

"In the prison," he said.
"But," I caught, "why?"

He stepped out of the shadows. There was no nice suit, nice hair, no. He was in his practising uniform, a dark short-sleeved shirt and military pants, gun on his hip.

"She is wondering why," he turned to someone behind me and nodded.

"The prisoner is accused o possessing the Power. The forbidden piece of a dark world with the devil," someone said that. I did not recognise that voice.

"Lies," I shrugged looking at Kassian. Why am I so weak?
He came to me, kneeled to look at me.
"Oh dear, but it is not," he said and nodded someone behind me.

I heard another pair of boots coming in my way. I felt a sharp squeeze on my hair and then everything came black. The whole room turned black. I did not see anyone. Deep breathing in front of me proved to me that Kassian is still here. Hands-on my temples made me lookup.

Uriah.

I could not see anything. My hands automatically wanted to get up but I could not move them. My whole body lost its senses. I just looked in the dark hoping someone will get rid of it. A second later another torch-lit up lighting his strong body. His eyes turned to black showing me that what I saw on the Ball is true. His eyes are changing colour. My eyes blinked fastly but his eyes were normal again.

"Power confirmed. It's already started developments in the blood, soon the whole body will be in it." The cold voice said and I could not believe what is he saying.

I knew I had the power. Jasper and I figured that in a harder way but how he knows all of that?

My stomach turned down making me want to throw up again.

He let my head fall as he took a step back. His feet disappeared from my vision. I did not see anything. My head could not move.

"Leave me alone," I whispered looking in my lap. A white dress I had on the Ball was now covered with dirt and black dots. It looked grey.

My hair fell around me and I did not feel anything else.

"Leave her until a cure is gone from her body. We will come back in two hours," another new voice said and I wanted to smile.

I realized who they are. Warriors. All here because of me. What did I do?

I wondered how they all walk so quietly. My mind worked a hundred miles per hour but, my body was not able to move a hand. I was tied to my brain.

What happened? Are Mia and Freya hurt? What happened with everything in the Ball? It is impossible that they are here. They have to be up. All of them.

"Imrie, Imrie, Imrie," Kassian repeated my name lifting my head again.
"I could feel something bad about you. I thought about it for a bit, but when you did not show any interest in Uriah I knew. Every tailor that came to us, particularly to Uriah wanted to be with him. I knew that something is wrong. Is it something about the girl or the head," his fingers traced my face, "It is always the head," his face came seriously to mine like he tried to decide what to do next. I could see his eyebrows getting down as he looked at me.

"I think it is potential in you," he said finally, "so you will live another day." He let my head fall and stood up.

I wanted to cry, to never stop screaming but my body did not listen to me. I had a living brain and a useless body.

"Son, keep an eye on her," other words that killed a piece of me.

Every girl wanted my son, why didn't you?

His words rushed in my mind collecting and generating on one side. I wanted to know what is happening? I wanted what?

How did they realize it is because of me?
"You almost killed everybody in the room," I heard Uriah saying.

They probably deserved that. I wanted to say but nothing could keep me from the pathetic laugh. Or what I can make.
"Huh," a weak way to show how much I did not care.
"Interesting is that you can feel the power, but you don't want to accept it."

How do I feel my power?

"Nice. You feel sick and you wonder why? I wonder too, maybe it is connected with power, or maybe there is something wrong with a poison." His voice got lost.

I am once again scared of his cold voice. He did not speak to me that way when I came. He looked nice. Maybe different from his father.

But it is not.

"I am a Warrior. How can I be different," he asked and I felt my finger move. I can move something.

"You can not," I hissed under my breath and closed my eyes. Why is he not leaving?

"I can not. I have to be with you," he answered.
"Puppy," I whispered again, closing my eyes.

I wanted to get some sleep. Maybe I was already dreaming and this is just a bad dream. Maybe everything will disappear when I wake up.

But it was not important the fact he knew what I thought, or how he could talk with me, or why am I still alive even if I possessed power. It was just one thing in my mind.

Jasper.

He can not get hurt.

****

"I have an idea," my hand twitched from sudden words and I opened my eyes.

I dreamt I was home. That Jasper and I finally run, we knew that few places do not kill the ones with powers. We planned to run in the Holia. One nice little town under the Third Warrior, Sage, control. He was known as the best of them.

Right now I knew that everyone is a killer.

I did not want to look at Kassian's face so I just looked down at the brown floor of my cell. He, however, kneeled to be next to me and he started talking.

"What if I cause a change," he said and I heard him exhale.
I raised my look. Everything about me was not important as long Jasper was safe. I just hoped that he escaped. He must have heard what happened.

"I do not care, " I answered not looking at him again.

For a second I felt a fear walking down my spine. I did not know anything about powers. Jasper had it, I included, but everything that was connected with it I did not know. Jasper never told me what is his power. I thought he is powered by mind-reading, but what was his power, stayed a mystery for me.

"Oh, you will," my eyes searched a grey wall of the cell. I could see little holes covered with a lighter shade of grey but it was just another surface. What was on it I could not and I did not want to see?

"I do not think that will happen," I said once again.
"But see, actually the power is so complex thing that no one wanted to cause it. I on the other hand always wanted to play with impossible, that is after all how I have my pure race."

"Kassian when will you learn that I just do not care," I said letting an exhausted exhale. I did not eat anything for the whole day. When an injection lost all ability I felt my stomach grumble wanting some food. But no one brought it. Do you want to eat, no one ever asked.

Uriah stood at the corner looking like a statue and letting time fly. His posture of a soldier scared me, so I turned on the other side and just traced one line with my finger. Slowly, my hunger stopped and I fell asleep.

"I don't need to learn. I know everything. And you will learn after ten seconds," I heard him standing up and I looked up.

I saw the light coming in this dark room and then yelling. Jasper. Oh, no.

"Imrie," he yelled and I jumped on my feet. I just had to see him. To be sure he is not hurt. His strong body showed up restrained with the two soldiers and one of them was Uriah.

"Jasper are you okay?!" I pushed myself on the bars wanting to touch him.
"I am, Imrie, are you okay," he started twitching and for a second he let his hand free.

I felt his strong squeeze on my wrist and somehow I knew he will be okay. We will be okay. Seconds later it was gone.
"No! Jasper," I yelled wanting to catch him.
"Imire, just trust," he whispered. I looked at his dark eyes, same as mine until he disappeared through another door.

"Jasper!" I yelled once again, trying to set myself free.

I saw a picture of myself running into his hug. I could feel his smell, a metal feel on my thong, everything seemed so real, his strong hand in my hair, my pain in the hand, his whispers. But he did not say everything will be okay, just let go. I did not feel anything I just looked at his picture. I knew this will disappear. And it did, just like it showed. Suddenly and already lost.

"It is always amazing to see that love," Kassian talked again this time from a corner.
"I hate you," I hissed angrily wanting to hit him.
"I know," he smiled walking from the shadows.
"Imrie let me tell you something. That love you feel fade away. You will be sad at the beginning, but day after day you will see that it becomes easier, until one day you just wake up with memory and there are no emotions. You will not feel a thing." His face was painted with a smile.

"You would like that, would not you," I said looking at him, "everyone to become cold and pathetic so you could control them?" I yelled my hands wrapping around bars. For a second I imagined it was his neck.

"Well well, do not tell all of my secrets," he smiled again and sat on the ground.

"You will want to sit," he said showing at the opposite him.
"I do not want anything," I said through my teeth.
"Then your brother will be made to sit, it's a great way to start with knees," I saw his eyes closing but he talked.

"Do not dare to hurt him," I said fastly sitting on the ground. I got closer to the bars wanting to catch his shirt. My hand was restained in a strong squeeze and I yelped with pain.
"Imrie, Imrie, Imrie," he repeated and let my hand go.

"You are a monster," I said massaging my wrist.
"So let's start," he exhaled again and spoke again.

"Let's imagine one person, you can see a person in the grass, you can feel wind dancing on your skin, your ears hearing a silent rush of the grass against your skin, somewhere in the distance a cricket is out, his song in the air, but nothing can not move you from you. You are two persons. One normal, a body, hands, you can feel them running through the grass, legs, they keep you on the ground, with them you are alive, they take all of your weight. A head let you think, what you will see, hear, taste. Everything is in your head. And now imagine that all of that is useless if you do not have a soul, your power, another life inside you. How would you see everything, would it be nice like that or you would change something, hm? Tell me what that would be." His words got lost.

"It would be a nice world," I heard my voice saying that.
"It would, but never so colourful so full of everything. You would not feel every power in the grass, power in the animals, you would not know for that, but now if you lost it you would feel the difference. How power is a part of you. Your body, brain, blood in your veins, every dot in your skin, a touch of your fingertips.." I cut him off.

"It would not feel good," my world seemed so dark. Nothing.

"You are right, it would not. And because of that, you have to accept that, imagine it coming to you, you let it in, accepting each other. A very nice feeling,"

I opened my eyes, everything seemed so calmer. I did not have to worry about the dark, my hair getting dirty, my dress ripping, all of that felt like a dream, like I could stay in this form forever.

"Nice, when you see how that beautiful is why would you want to come back, to feel powerless. You will embrace it, feel it in your skin, in blood, rushing in your soul, so just make a place for it in your body." His voice sounded so calm.

I opened my eyes and looked again, he was right. Everything sensed nicer, the air felt smoother, I did not feel cold anymore. I could let my back down, I was completely free. How is that possible?

I wanted to thank him. He showed me how to get free, I was free until I heard screams.

Then everything got its power again. And I felt again. But this time stronger.