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I felt tears streaming down my face and I felt something warm and soft I opened my eyes to see a white wolf looking down on me. Blue ice crystals came from its ears, chest, on its head, and under its black eyes with white pupils. Fire on its back and down its tail and was so quiet no popping of fire crackling noises, I watched as it scanned me up and down. “Young Elf why do you accept death?” it’s voice was deep and clear despite the fact its mouth didn’t move “I want the nightmare to end and the only way for that to happen is if I die.” I looked to him in confusion and looked around waiting for the air to escape my lungs and to choke for another hour. I watched as things changed the darkness faded away and everything was white what was left was this creature “What are you?” It walked around me and I noticed a door. “You have lived through your worst days over and over again are you ready to fight them?” I looked at the door and the creature walked around me. The creature sat by the door “I will give you the power the make sure those days never return.” I looked to the door and chuckled I had really gone crazy I shook my head and pinched myself to try to wake up. “ What the hell is this?” I said looking to my hands which were red with white tips. My clothes changed to a long cloak that was red and faded to white a sword handle was hidden in the cloak and its cold metal scared me. My undershirt was white and my pants were black, “Draw your sword.” I looked at the creature confused he nodded and I looked to the sword the sheath was tied around my waist the handle had ice like crystals going toward the sword’s blade. I looked to the creature and he gestured to the door. “Defeat the door and move on.” I thought of my mother and tore the sheath from my side and threw it down at the creature's feet he walked around me and the door disappeared I looked to him and he looked out in the distance. “Tell me who you are?” I looked to what he was looking at and found my old memories and I saw the car crash we walked toward it and everything faded in and I got to the car. My mother was awake and calling to my father his hair was white and his skin seemed to be pure white as it glowed. He waved his hand around and white dots formed around him and the white color drained from him and into this the air the white little dots slowly went to me. I saw blood pouring from my head and mouth, my head hung lifelessly, my mother cried as she looked at me. She looked to my father and touched his face. She held her hands over his stomach and dots of light formed a dark baby “My babies…” Tears poured down her face she whacked away the dots of light and they floated and faded away. She held her hand up over me and black dots filled the air and went into her hand. “Please take care of him, my love,” she watched as black dots poured into her she touched her chest and her stone crumbled and went to me going under my skin. “Don’t let him blame himself, I am truly selfish to want to watch him grow old…” I watched as she died no gasping breaths just silence my father clutched his chest and waited for me to wake “It’s not working…” He looked to his wife and smiled he touched his chest and watched as his stone in his chest crumbled into a light and became dots and flowed to me. I slowly woke and my dad stopped with only a tiny shard of his jewel left, I watched as he passed out. The creature turned and walked to back to the door, “You parents broke the law of the magical realm by creating you and saving you but in doing so they have created a dual element Elf something so very rare only the elder spirits know of it ever even being possible.” He looked to me “Will you accept who you are?” We walked back into the white room and he stood by the sword and watched as I walked to it. “Each Elf has a sword formed by a spirit and each spirit comes to visit them in a dream, but whether or not they are able to face their fears is if they deserve the protection of the spirit.” He walked around and I watched as the flames on him moved with each step “I don’t deserve a spirit I haven’t done anything to make my mother be proud I don’t deserve this sword. I am sorry to have wasted your time but I am not even a real elf I have no idea what the first thing about magic is.” I watched as the wolf turned and chuckled “I have never encountered such a strange mortal.” He sat and pushed the sword to me and the cold metal sat in my hands he bowed his head “I have never met someone as needing and worthy of my protection, I am honored to be your protector.” Everything faded to white and I jumped up and screamed as I looked to my hands to see the sword I watched as the dogs flooded to my room and I backed away from it and held my head looking around my room seeing my little elves running on my desk and my giant pride eagle. I saw my dad and pointed to the sword he looked to it and back to me, “You spoke with a spirit?!” He chuckled and I looked to him and I saw my fingers were red with white tips I remembered how my mother gave her life for mine. I clutched my chest and felt her jewel and cried, my father, came to my side questioning if I was okay. I took a moment and stood and grabbed the photo of my mother from my desk and held my chest. My father backed up and stood frozen “How did you find out?” I grabbed my text to speech from my desk and typed and told him about the crazy dream. My father looked at my sword and chuckled “I remember mine I was so mad that I didn’t get the spirit’s blessing of protection then my mom told me that it was so rare to be blessed I learned to be okay with it. I am surprised that a spirit even visited you,” I looked to my father and remembered what the spirit told me before he left. “The spirit said something like he was honored to be my protector?” My father froze and sat down and began to explain why spirits visit magical beings in their sleep. “So spirits come to us in our dreams in order to see the true souls of magical being in order to stop them from going down the path of evil... If the spirit sees you as a true person and honest when they speak to you they choose to protect you and give you the blessing of vision and training. Meaning when you are in need of help the spirit will show you a vision from the past, as for the training they train you and help you use your powers for the good of the world. I heard that you can call upon the spirit and they can appear before you they call it summoning, so if you are about to die screech in your soul for the spirit and pull it out.” My father went on the explain that it was very rare to get the blessing from a spirit and that I needed to learn how to train in my dreams. He explained but it really didn’t make much sense and by time he was done I was late for school. I headed out with Drifter and walked to school when I got to the parking lot I saw Jonas and his friends all by his car as they talked. I watched as Roger sniffed the air and then looked around acting as if he was following his nose. He turned to me and started to laugh as he ran up to me yelling “I can’t believe you did it!!” he hugged me. I stood frozen as he hugged me tighter he got closer and began to whisper his hot breath on my neck and ear sent chills down my spine “you smell so magical... It’s rather sexy.” He licked my ear and I pulled away he laughed and I covered my ear the others looked at us confused and I looked to Jonas who's face was twisted with pain.“Oi... I didn’t know you to were a thing?” Snakes said geatureing to me and Roger. I began to type and Roger took my text to speech and sighed “Not yet but soon.” I watched as Jonas looked away and toward a girl walking toward him “Hey baby why aren’t you in class,” I watched as the others chuckled Sparkles and Ruffles sighed and stepped away from the girl as she walked over. They looked at me and walked passed me Sparkles went to speak but Ruffles pull her away. Was it because they found out I am gay? Roger leaned over me and began to whisper “Jonas flipped out yesterday and told everyone to stay away from you.” He pulled me closer and his lip gently touched my ear as he spoke “I won’t let him tell me what to do,” He bit my ear and I backed up and he smiled I felt my face go hot as I walked away. I walked into the school and I saw the others waiting for me “Hey Muffin sorry but Jonas is being super weird he doesn’t want anyone to talk to you.” I nodded and Ruffles puffed smoke into the air a strange smell filled the air “Now fuck off I rather not get the shit beat out of me” I turned away but Sparkles stopped me holding my arm she puffed smoke and spoke “Look Muffin I am so sorry about all of this.” I looked to see Jonas standing over me I looked at him and he scoffed and pinned me to the wall and the others tried to calm him down. “Stop hanging around us can’t you tell we don’t want you around?!” He lifted me off the ground and looked at me “now fuck off.” He dropped me and I walked off. Time seemed to crush me as time quickly passed every time I looked at Jonas he charged me and threaten me. When the last day of 9 grade slapped me in the face I was at utter lose at the span of time that passed. I spent my days off climbing the tallest trees I could, looking over the world I was stuck in. I sat in the tree holding the branches I watched the sunset something in my gut changed as I let go of the branches and stood on the branches as if I owned the world I now towered over. I let out a sigh and looked to the ground I smiled and looked back to the town, everything faded to black. I felt the feeling of the wind stop and the balance of the tree drift away, colors faded in and I saw my mother standing with a sword swinging it and jumping like she was being attacked by the air she struck. She did a flip and landed on something higher making her stand on one leg I watched as she swung her sword and then she lost her footing and she groaned as she fell on her butt. She stood rubbing it and went back to standing on one leg, she swung her sword over and over again, she then began to step back as if she was being pushed back by the air she repeatedly attacked. The colors faded out and I felt the wind take over me again I stood on one leg and felt something heavy in my hand I slowly opened my eyes to see a sword with ice crystals at the handle a jewel where the ice crystals met the handle a round red jewel sat, the sheath was on it the sheath was blue with white edges and white swirls making a tree. I stood normally and looked over the strange thing that had appeared, “draw your soul sword.” I turned to look for the owner of the voice and found no one I looked back to the sheathed sword and began to climb back down which proved to be a challenge with the sword in hand. The weapon was heavy for its size I put it in my backpack and watched as it poked out I sighed and used my extra jacket to wrap it up. I walked through the woods and back onto the streets I watched as people stared at my backpack confused. I walked on and when I saw Jonas’s car speeding past one of the car doors opened and Roger jumped out. He rolled onto the sidewalk and groaned as he stood people gathered around him to see if he was okay. He jumped up and I walked on, he wore a beanie to hide his horns and pushed through the people and he hugged me. He looked me up and down and grabbed my wrist and pulled back my sleeve looking to my cut wrists and bony arm. I pulled back my arm and pushed him away I rolled my sleeve back down and walked on. “Holy shit dude you are a fucking skeleton.” I turned to him and grabbed him and glared into his eyes I felt my chest begin to fill with a pain I let him go and held it as I walked. Tapping my chest to see if it there was a stone and fond no stone, “I care about you.” I scoffed as I turned to him I pulled out my text to speech he pulled it from my grasp and grabbed my wrist his hand easily wrapped around my tiny wrists. He pulled me to him and began to whisper “I won’t let you die.” I pushed him away and I watched as Jonas’s car drove by the street Jonas rolled down the window and called for Roger to come back. Jonas grabbed me and pulled my hood back showing them my face they all gasped, I looked away as they gazed at me. The black bags under my eyes were the only color on my face, my lips were dry and you could see my cheek bones. “Oh my God…” Sparkles looked at me and covered her mouth, I threw off Roger’s hands and he tried to grab me again I began to run each step hurt my feet as they pounded on the ground. I ran back to the woods and when I got there I watched as Jonas got out and so did the others they ran to call out for me as they entered the woods. I kept running and went to the tallest tree and climbed with ease, I stood looking over the woods scanning between the overhanging limbs of the tree to see Roger. Drifter sat at the base of the tree Roger looked into the tree and began to climb it I went down to the lower branches and jumped out he didn’t see me and I went on running watching as Drifter followed me. My breath began heavy and my knees caved I sat gasping for air, trying to be quiet at the same time. Drifter whined and laid on my lap I stood and used the trees as I walked, my legs were weak as the rest of my body. “Why are we even doing this if he hates him so much?” I heard Sparkles voice ring out I looked to see them regrouped “I don’t hate him… I just don’t know.” Sparkles rested her hand on him and looked into his eyes “You like him.” He scoffed and backed up “What?! I have a girlfriend.” Sparkles stood doubtful of his words “Really? Do I look stupid?!” Gears waved his hand laughing “No way are you saying he is gay?” Roger stepped toward Jonas “It doesn’t matter if he likes him or not because I don't want him around my Muffin.” Everyone looked to Roger, Gears made a grossed out face “Why? He is so…” Roger turned his head and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt “I don’t care what you think you know about him because I am the only one who knows him. You guys should just go home.” I watched as Roger walked away and began to sniff the air he followed his nose I stood and began to go from tree to tree circling the trees to confuse the scent. I ran out of the woods and back home, when I got home I laid on the cold tile Meatlug ran over and greeted me we all laid on the cold tile for a while. After catching my breath I drank some water and pulled out the sword from my backpack, I felt my chest fill with pain as my breath was stolen from me I dropped the sword and watched as my fingers turned red and the ends white. I felt my breath come back I took a deep breath and I picked up the sword “step outside.”
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