The Demi-Goddess of the Alpha

22

Let me just tell you that going here was easy, but talking to this old man was another story.

He was currently leaning over the counter, staring at us in his mid-dim kitchen while we sat at a table which looks as old as him.

Fayette whispered, “Creepy, huh?”

I looked at the wrinkled man, “Do you even talk bro?”

Honestly, I had no idea where that came from; I usually never talk like that and for some reason that felt foreign to me. Something in his demeanor changed as if what I said hurt him. His lip curled up and I could have sworn he had hissed at me.

He smirked, “Child, you will address me as a superior. I'm not this bro that you seek.”

I folded my hands on the table like a scolded kid, “Yes sir.”

He shuffled his tiny old body around the kitchen, pouring some tea as he placed the cups on a tray.

He set the tray on the table, “Drink up, its mango.” He said sitting down next to me.

I cringed because I hated mango but I took it anyway, “Thank you.” I took it and sipped a little and I almost lost my innards, “So what brings you to Earth?” he asked, wondering.

So this realm is called Earth.

Fayette answered lazily, “She wants to find love.” “A Rogue Avalan seeking true love?” he questioned.

I glared at Fayette then flicked my eyes back to Constantine, “Yes that is true. You got a problem with that?”

His face faltered, “I'm assuming you were arranged to be married?”

I nodded, “His name is Prince Hunter, a Blyze.”

He placed a hand on my shoulder, “I understand what you’re going through. I was also bound to marry a woman named Emery. Although she was captivating, but I just know I couldn’t marry someone I do not love.”

“Is that why you moved here?” Perry asked curiously.

He nodded, “I've gone through several realms, never finding the right one. That is until I came here.”

Fayette asked, “How'd you know the person you loved was here?”

“Once I entered, I felt something in the pit of my stomach.”

I raised a brow, “And what was that?”

He smiled, “Happiness.”

My heart nearly dropped into my stomach as I combed my hair.

He smiled, “I'm guessing you've felt it, here.”

I nodded, “I can't explain exactly what I'm feeling but it's making my stomach flutter like crazy. I don't know if it's because I feel something for someone in this realm or I'm turning mortal.”

“Yeah she is … so cool.” Fayette interrupted, causing me to roll my eyes.

“It is if it didn't leave a target on your back. If the Greater Beyond catches wind of you, they will capture you and torture you until they figure a way to cure their unholy grossness.” He got up trembling from the table, “I should have seen this coming, I mean look at you, and you’re practically glowing.”I looked at myself and saw the slight shimmer radiating off my body, “Will I ever stop glowing? I mean how am I supposed to walk out in public looking like a glowing light bulb?”

He asked, “Are any of you a witch or warlock?”

He looked at me confused, “I know I am a Rogue, but how many powers have you contained?”

I thought about it, “Uhm … I am a Tsunanian, Blyze and … all right let me rephrase it. I have every power in Vudos except for The Tempus, although I can turn invisible but I can't change timelines. I wield more powers as well but I'm not completely aware of them yet.”

He nodded in understanding, “I see. I propose you all stay here for sanctuary. I have spare rooms; it is the safest place for someone like you who is gifted as well as your friends. I will enroll you in school starting tomorrow because we have to keep you as normal as possible here.”

“School? Wait no, I'm not going back to school.” I argued.

Fayette agreed, “I'm with her on this one, old man time.”

He shook his head, “You are considered minors here in this realm, and you must attend school like the Munds that reside here.”

I protested, “But I’m already eighteen!”

“You guys are still classified as senior students here. Now, please find yourselves a room and I'll see what I can do for the three of you.” He dismissed us from the table, “Have a good night, and please get some rest.”

Constantine woke us up with the incredibly loud siren noise which came from the tiny speakers located in the corners of our rooms.

I rubbed my eyes and opened them, noticing that I was still glowing. I decided to take a quick shower from the bathroom located off the room and found the clothes that Constantine provided for us.

I walked into the kitchen, only to see them all eating on the table. My so-called friends didn’t even bother to wait for me, huh?

Fayette smiled, “Morning, sleepyhead.” She held up an eating utensil, “This is a fork and an egg.” Referring to the food and ate it, “So yummy!” She uttered joyously.

Perry turned to look at me, “Goodness Gracious, you’re still glowing!”

I nodded, “I'm a goddess, you baboon.”

Constantine noticed it as well and he suggested, “Perry I need you to brew up a spell to mask her glow, anything along the lines of crossfading.”

Perry nodded and whipped up a spell using his hands, he placed an invisible force upon me and I felt the glare from my body slowly die off.

I frowned, “I shall ruin you for this, now I feel like less of myself without my glow.”

Fayette crossed her arms, “Full of yourself that much?”

Constantine stepped in before we argue even more, “Okay enough with the nonsense, children. I signed you up for school, although you have missed most of the previous months, you'll be attending North Pride Academy for four months. You'll need to learn how to control your powers in and out of school; these Munds are stupid and will react on anything out of the norm.”

Fayette laughed, “Pride, huh? It sounds perfect for you, Amora.”

Perry snickered and I tossed my hand up, sending them into the kitchen wall.

Constantine yelled at me but I shook it off and when the two tried to stand up, they failed because I had temporarily bound their feet together using a magic chain. I smirked.

*****

Even though I wanted to fly, Constantine supplied us with our vehicle of choice, along with identification cards. We went through a long session on how to drive until we finally understood it and practice it quickly. Constantine sure knew how to live; his vehicles were seriously something else. He had a huge garage filled with several rows of various models. Fayette chose the red Ferrari, Perry went with the blue Mustang and I selected the blacked-out street bike.

We drove up to the school seeing dozens of students stop on their tracks, looking at our direction.

I pulled my helmet off, “Looks like we are already drawing attention to us.” I told Fayette as she stepped out of her car, locking it in the process.

Perry walked up to us in his modern attire, wearing his blue jeans paired with a white dress shirt.

He took off his sunglasses, eyeing me, “You couldn't have gone with a more subtle look?”

I looked down at my black skinny jeans, wearing a tight black tank top together with a fitting black leather jacket and combat boots that went mid-calf.

I shrugged, “I'd like to stay true to my power, and black makes me look awesome.”

Fayette giggled, “You're powerless here, almighty Queen.”

I lazily rolled my eyes.

I looked at her clothes and raised a brow, “Got enough of pink?”

She gasped, “What? I wanted to wear something that isn't true to my power; otherwise, I'd be dressed like you, a grim reaper.”

“Whatever.” We started walking through the parking lot, “So do we have any classes together?” I asked the both of them.

Perry spoke, “Each of us has three classes but I think we have the same class on the next period.” Fayette looked at our schedules, “My first class is with Amora and third with Perry.”

I nodded knowing I wouldn't be completely alone,

“Good, now let's go make some trouble.”

Fayette held my arm, “No trouble, we actually have to be civil here, plus these people look really weird.”

I laughed, “Maybe they are the people of the greater.”

She rolled her eyes, “Come on I'm excited to see what first period has to offer.”

She pulled me through the double doors and went straight to our first class: English.

Our professor, Mrs. Darryl appointed us to our seats and I was really glad that Fayette was directly behind me. Then I saw people pulling supplies out of their bags and I noticed that both Fayette and I didn't have any.

I turned back to face her, “We didn't bring anything with us.”

Her face fell, “Oh, so that's why we needed the bags.”

I turned around and it's like everything went into slow motion. My heart was beating excruciatingly against my chest and my stomach tightened, releasing a series of butterflies. I closed my eyes as I feel my entire body increase in temperature, but I froze on the inside. I was stiffed at a moment until I got back to my senses.

I grabbed the edge of my desk as I opened my eyes, only to see the most beautiful woman in this realm. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders as her perfect eyebrows moved with the way she was talking. My eyes trailed down to her lips as I watched her part her perfectly plump lips releasing a chuckle. I felt my body drop straight out of my own skin and I felt something pulsating within me.

I turned to Fayette completely out of breath, “Goodness gracious! Your irises are turning pink.” She stated in a deep tone.

“What?”

She placed her hands on my shoulders, “You have to focus, pink isn't a natural eye color in this world. Get back to your senses.”

I nodded trying to blink the feeling away, “Did it work?”

She shook her head, “No, just think about something else, anything but her!”

I thought about my parents and how angry they must be for our departure, the fact that I never told them where I was going got me feeling a little affected.

I opened my eyes after some time, “Did it change?”

She nodded, “I like that shade of blue.”

I smiled turning back around.

Mrs. D addressed the class, “For those of you who haven't recognized it yet, we have new students who will be attending this class for the remainder of the year.” She gestured for us to stand, “Would you like to introduce yourselves?”

Fayette stood, “I'm Fayette Swanson.”

She stated and everyone in the class greeted her with a hello.

I stood up, “And I'm Amora Vixen.”

I found my eyes staring at the blonde lass in front of me and she smiled. I fell back into my chair mentally slapping myself for looking like a total i***t.

“Be careful there, cupid eyes,” Fayette whispered.

I looked down and noticed my hands were completely red and starting to ignite. I quickly resorted to my water powers and doused the flames in my hands.

How am I supposed to pay attention to this class when she was literally sitting right in front of me?

She ran her hand through her hair causing her curls to fall over her shoulders. Then the smell hit me and I melted taking in her heavenly aroma.

“I'll be handing out your assignment, which is due at the end of the class, so please fill it out to the best of your knowledge.” Mrs. D says handing us a piece of paper.

After seeing her in class yesterday, I found her to stay in my thoughts all night, just to wake up and found out that I had scorched my bedsheets. I quickly drew some water from my hands as I waved them over the tiny flames still burning on the remaining sheets. I coughed slightly as I waved the stench of burnt cloth out of my face.

Fayette busted through my door, “The fire alarm just tipped. Hurry!” She froze, turning around as she inhaled the stench, “It’s you, wasn't it?”

I didn't know why she warned me, it's not like I would die, but nonetheless it was kind of her to consider me in a dangerous situation. Then I heard Perry in the distance yelling fire repeatedly like dumb person that he is.

Fayette stuck her arm out as soon as Perry's voice grew closer and clothes lined him before he could pass my door.

“I'm okay!” He confirmed.

“Hey Fayette,” She looked as I gestured over my bed, showing off my crispy sheets, “Does this look washable to you?”

She squinted, “Depends, if you can revive cotton but otherwise no, they look like they have been cremated.” She walked further into my room, “But Seriously Amora, you have to control your powers, you could hurt someone.”

I slid off the bed, dusting off the ashes on my somewhat cooked clothes, “Nobody is going to get hurt.”

She crossed her arms, “What were you thinking about?”

“Those thoughts don't require you to know.” I walked to the closet and retrieved new sheets.

She smirked, “Was it that girl?”

I felt the familiar flutter in my stomach as her face appears in my mind, “No.” I answered.

I removed the charcoaled sheets off the bed and replaced them with the new ones when I heard Fayette shuffle behind me.

She moved closer to me, spinning me towards her as she squinted into my eyes, “Liar, your eyes are pink.”

I slapped her away, “Okay fine, yes I was thinking about her last night, and are you happy now?”

She nodded, “Did you get her name?”

I shook my head, “No, but I managed to ask for an ink stick.”

She burst out laughing, “An ink sticks?”

I slapped her playfully, “I liked it better when you never laughed.”

She shook her head, “Same. It's getting harder to do my job when I constantly feel bad for everyone who has to die. It's sickening, really sickening.”

Perry came in, casted a spell in the form of a snake. I quickly hugged Fayette as I shielded both of us from the attack. It shattered against the invisible force field shield that I had created, causing Fayette to squeal.

He laughed, “That was for hitting my throat.”

Usually I would have defended myself from him with a counterspell, but I had been off my game since I saw the girl who had been stealing my dreams.

I pulled away from Fayette, dropping the shield in the process, “You should be thankful I didn't burn your ass.”

He threw his hands up, “Cool it, inferno. It was meant mostly for Fayette.” He disappeared from the doorway, and then popped his head back in, “Oh and by the way, Constantine wants us out in fifteen minutes.”

Fayette sighed, “Well, I guess that means you'll get to see your girl soon.” She winked before going out of my room.

I began to do my daily routines, making sure to look extra good for her.

I am going to make it my personal goal to get her name today, even if I had to ask for another ink stick.

We’ve parked in our usual parking spot near the front entrance, and just as expected, people turned their heads towards us.

At this moment, as I was taking my helmet off, I felt the foreign feeling I had felt yesterday and my heart was beating erratically inside my chest. It felt as if my heart literally came out of, did a couple of flips and slammed back in. I shook my hair a little, releasing the tight strands from being smashed under my helmet, and I immediately noticed her.

She was currently walking towards the front doors with her friends. It's seemed like she sensed that I was around because she quickly stopped on her tracks, turning half of her body to face me. We stared at each other from a close distance, neither one of us moving. I leaned against my bike and made the first move.

I waved and she started walking over to us.

Fayette touched my shoulder, “Babe, 3 o'clock.”

I didn't need her confirmation to know exactly where she was headed. Every step she took was almost like a strategic plan to gain my attention, but little did she know, she already had it.

Once again, the fire in me was inflamed and I felt it throughout my body. Perry touched my back notifying me to focus, so I reached deep finding my water to cool my burning fingertips.

She smiled, “Hi, ink stick, right?”

I blushed, “That is I.”

She tilted her head, “The name’s McKenzie.” She held her hand out.

I shook her hand, “Amora. It's a pleasure to have met you. You have delicate hands.”

She giggled, “You're so odd.”

I should have known she had a partner, someone who looked as good as her couldn’t possibly be single. I guess I just had some competition because I was not going back down without a fight. He may have had her, but I'd be damned if I couldn't change that.

“I could give you a ride.”

She shook her head, “No that's fine, I don't mind waiting. He should be here any minute, but thank you for the offer.”

“Then I'll wait with you.”

“All right then, if you insist.”

I took the seat next to her, making sure our legs were touching as I set my bag off to the side. I stole glances at her every chance I could as she played on her phone.

She looked up, “Don't you have anything better to do than wait here with me?”

I shook my head, “This is my better thing to do.”She smiled, “What? Waiting on my ride with me?”

“No, spending time with you.”

Several minutes passed and the parking lot began to get eerie as more students depart.

“This is depressing. May I take you home?” I asked, glancing at the side of her face.

She sighed, looking up from her phone, “I don't want to be a burden.”

I put my hand up and shook my head, “It's no burden to me, and I’m offering my service to you.” She groaned, “I don't suppose you'll take any form of no.”

I turned more of my body to her, “I can accept various forms of no, but I'd like your answer to be a yes.”

She rolled her eyes, “Fine, you twisted my arm.”

I raised a brow, “I think you have mistaken me for someone else, I did not do such thing. I wouldn't hurt you like that.”

She giggled, “It is figurative language, not like you actually did it, Amora.”

I got up from the ground and helped her to her feet,

“If you say so, I will rely on your words.”

She smiled, “Thank you, weirdo.”

I grabbed my bag and she did the same and we walked back to my bike. I handed her my helmet before I straddled my bike, waiting for her to do the same. When I felt her near my back, I smirked to myself as I revved up the engine.

I turned slightly and yelled loud enough over the bike’s engine, “You might want to hold on.”

Before she had a chance to say anything, I sped out of the parking a lot faster than I should. I felt her arms snake around my waist as her front pressed against my back.

She flipped the visor, “Do you think maybe we could stop somewhere.” She shouted.

“Where to?”

“Take a left after the traffic light. There should be a park on the corner.”

Pulling into the park, I walked my bike into one of the stalls and turned off the engine. After she unmounted, I followed pursuit and turned around. I watched her take the helmet off, flipping her hair, then running her fingers through her blonde waves.

She playfully shoved me, “You did that on purpose!”

I laughed, “Did what on purpose?”

“You’re fast! You knew I'd have to hold on to you.”I raised a hand, “Guilty.”

“Amora!” She squealed.

She lifted her hand again causing me to coward, “I sincerely apologize, and I won't speed again.”

She nodded in content as she looked over my shoulder, “Hey let's go on the swings, I feel in the mood for some sort of fun!”

I raised a brow, “What are swings again?”

Her jaw dropped, “Have you never been on one?”

I shook my head, “No, I don't even know what it is.” She gasped, “Seriously Amora? Oh geez, we have to go then.”

I asked, “Where to?”

She rolled her eyes, “The swings!” She shrieked.

She grabbed my hand instantly warming my skin as she ran towards the swings, practically dragging me behind her. She sat on the nearest one laughing happily.

“Push me.” She demanded.

So I did.

She fell off the swing really hard. She didn't even have time to put her hands up to defend her from the ground. So she ended up sideways on the ground, groaning from the impact.

“Amora, what the hell,” She sat up slowly rubbing her sore arm.

I raised a brow, “What? I did what you asked.”

She groaned, “I meant push me on the swing.”

I nodded once, “That’s what I did.”

She laughed, “I guess you're not wrong, but I meant like push me while I was still on it so I could swing back and forth.”

Now I felt bad. I was guilty.

I walked over to her, “I do apologize, and may I offer you my hand.”

She raised a brow wearing a devilish smile, “That would be nice.”

She grabbed my hand yanking me down, me landing on top of her. As I layed on the most beautiful girl whom I had an instant connection in this realm, I felt a sense of comfort instead of anxiety about my powers flaring up. She stared back at me, her shimmering emerald eyes boring into my grays.

Or so I hoped.

“You have beautiful eyes.” I told her poking her cute dimple.

She blushed, “So do you.”

I smiled feeling a warming sensation through my body, being this close to her was exhilarating. I was absolutely breathless just by staring into her emerald eyes; words couldn't describe the connection my body was sharing with hers.

She called, “Amora.” She fidgeted underneath me slightly, “I think your cell phone is digging into my leg.”

I quickly rolled off of her and sat, turning away from her because I knew what happened between us. I tried to think of a way to calm down before she’d noticed, but to no avail.

As if my situation couldn't get any more awkward, she touched my shoulder. I felt my temperature rise, just great … like focusing on one problem wasn't hard enough, I thought to myself.

“Are you okay?” she asked. Worry is evident in her voice.

After turning me towards her, I watched helplessly as her eyes traveled down my torso, landing on the one thing I feared most.

Her eyes went wide, “I’m guessing that wasn't your cell phone.”

I blushed, “I … Um … ”

She scooted closer to me, placing a hand on my shoulder, “I don't care what body parts you have. You seem like a genuine person and in the short amount of time I met you, you seem like a caring, selfless person and I really like being around you.”

She wasn't wrong, in our short time together; she managed to obtain one of my deepest secrets. The only people in my life that know about it were my parents along with Fayette and Perry. It actually felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders, although the timing was awkward.

“So you really don't mind?” I asked slightly embarrassed.

She giggled, “No I don't mind, like I said your body parts don't make your personality.”

I nodded, “My gratitude towards you is enhanced.”

“I'm not sure what you mean, I talk like everyone else.”

She laid her head on my shoulder, “I mean there isn't anything wrong with the way you speak, it's kind of cute, but you could have just said thank you instead.”

“I don't mean to be so blunt but I feel like this touch is awkward.”

She looked up at me, “Why?”

I looked down and pointed, “I still haven't calmed down yet.”

She blushed, “If you want, I'll give you a minute.”

She scooted away from me allowing me to focus. I tried to think about anything other than McKenzie, like my parents back at home. I felt myself calming down right away and I looked at McKenzie.

“Better?” she asked.

I nodded, “Yes. Just don't do anything like that again.”

I stood, feeling calmer than I had been before.

She stood, smirking, “What if I did this?”

She wrapped me in a hug and I squealed, “McKenzie!”

She backed off laughing as she held the keys to my bike in the air.

“How'd you do that?” I wondered.

She wiggled her eyebrows, “I'm good with my hands,” she said, followed with a wink.

She teased the keys in the air and I was about to tackle her for them until a guy with jet black hair came walking up to us. I studied him from the distance and he seemed familiar to me but I couldn't remember where I had seen him.

“Hey baby.” He said wrapping McKenzie in a hug followed with a kiss.

I looked away, the last thing I wanted to see were lips on hers that weren't mine.

He addressed me, “Hey, girl from second period right?”

“Amora,” McKenzie corrected.

I looked at McKenzie as she tried to break out of his embrace.

“Guess I'll see you tomorrow, Farewell McKenzie.” Feeling like I lost her in this secret battle between who I believe was David, I started walking away. McKenzie stopped me, handing me my keys, “I had a lot of fun today, have a good night Amora.”

I forced a smile, “You too.”

I put on my helmet that still smells like her and ride out as the sun began to set. My heart literally feels like the time when I shattered my bones at the Munds portal, which hurt like hell. The more I thought about it, the more it pained me, leaving me to battle my own powers within.

Suddenly I combusted into flames as I sped down the road, I guess Perry's weak spell had no effect on the feeling I was having right now.