Theia
“Come on out Theia,” Mark called in a singsong voice, “It will be easier for you.”
“f**k off, Mark,” I shouted, and he laughed.
“Hard way it is then, babe,” he said. I watched as he began whispering and then I swore his hand glowed and with a wave of his hand, the table flew across the room. I screamed as I tried to back away.
“Aw, come on Theia,” Mark mocked as he slowly moved towards me. “Don’t be like that.” I could tell that he was playing a cat-and-mouse game and was backing me into a corner.
“Someone is coming for me,” I hissed at him and he just laughed again.
“I wonder if they will get here on time,” he said. “Or if you and I will be long gone by then.” Oh my god, he was planning on kidnapping me.
“Gone where?” I thought if I kept him talking, then Leah could get her
