(Amisia’s point of view)

We were all busy eating when someone started pounding on the door. “Selenite! I know you're in there!” It was the Uncle from Selinit’s memories. The one that stabbed her. I smiled cruelly. I would love to have a talk with him. My dad went to open the door while the rest of us moved to the kitchen. The Uncle shoved past my father and stormed into the living room. He pointed an angry finger at Selenite, “You're coming home right now, girl!” I moved in front of Selinte and glared at the man, “She's going nowhere with you.” He hesitated under the intensity of my glare. But whatever he drank before this made him brave. He shoved me aside, “Move bitch!” I hit my head on the coffee table. “Ah!” Selenite tried to rush to my side, “Amisia!” But her Uncle grabbed her arm and yanked her back. He pulled out a knife. He was going to stab her! (again) Something in me shifted. It was like a dragon inside me opened its eyes. I shot to my feet and grabbed onto everyone's emotions and shoved them all at him. His eyes rolled back in his head and he froze. The knife centimeters away from Selenite. I threw more at him. The feeling of holding Selinit’s hand, My mother hugging me, my dad messing up my hair, the pain of being stabbed. I overloaded him with everything I had. He fell to the ground screaming. I threw more at him and he passed out. Everyone looked at me shocked. In that one moment I understood something about myself. For that one moment I finally had control over my emotions. The emotion that came up that I couldn't identify. I figured out what it was. I walked to Selenite and pulled her to me. “No one can touch you.” I kissed her right then and there in front of my parents.