Zander Pov.
Seeing them take Mia away made me feel like they are ripping a part out of me. They can't just take her away from me.
“Mia!” I try to yell but it comes out like normal.
I am lifted bridal style into a man's arms.
“Don't worry man, she is going to the same place as you”
That made me feel a little better until we are out in the hall and I see all those dead people. The air smells like death. I can’t look at this, there is blood on the wall and so many people on the ground. Some I have seen before others are in normal people's clothes so I don't recognize them. I close my eyes and just try to handle the pain in my body that comes from being held like this and running. A little later I am moved into another person's arms and he starts to run with me but I can’t see Mia. Where is she? We are running for a long time and I am handed over to three more people. How far is this? Where are they taking me in the first place. Then like a dream we are outside. My lungs burn from the fresh air and I start to cough. The sun is low but all the same it feel like it is right in my eyes. I have to squint. Then I am carefully put down on the ground.
“HELP! HEALER! HE IS CODE RED!” the person that was holding me yells.
“WE HAVE TOO MANY CODE REDS! HE HAS TO WAIT!”
The man looks down at me, I am having so much trouble breathing. There is too much oxygen coming into my lungs.
“HE CAN’T BREATH!” The man yells again.
Then a gust of air is blown over me.
“ZANDER! ZANDER! WHERE ARE YOU?!”
Mommy.
I open my eyes and try to move my arms. The man looks down at me.
“Is that you?”
I nod my head as much as I can.
“HERE! ZANDER IS HERE!” the man yells.
Second, mommy is standing over me. Her eyes full of unshed tears, she is looking down at me. She looks in my face then she looks over my body. She is not sure it is me.
I am so hurt. Have I changed so much that my mom does not recognize me? She is hesitant. I lift up my hands and sign her name in sign language. It feels foreign to me to sign.
“Zander? Is that really you?”
The tears start to fall down her cheeks and she drops down to her knees in front of me. She has her hands a centimeter above my skin afraid to touch me as if I would break. The heartbreak written all over her face.
“I could not find you!” she cries out.
She is shaking and rocking back and forth trying to calm herself down but I can do nothing but just look at her.
“I never stopped”
I lift my hands again saying I know.
That made her burst forward and I can feel her magic hug me and try to take me away. When I wake up again we are still in the same place. She looks up shocked.
“No one is to leave until we have a total count on everyone and who is who!”
A woman with much power radiating from her yells. I can feel the anger from my mother go feral.
“Who are you to hold us here?! You are not on the council so you have no power over us!”
She says while standing up and standing threatening against her. She does not look fazed.
“I might not be on the council but we are here on council business and we have their authority to hold everyone here until everything has passed”
“Holding us here against our will is against witch law, the earth cant handle so much power and sifining at the same time. I don't care what you say, I am leaving with my son”
The woman still keeping her calm just looks at mom and I can feel the power struggle between them but I feel right away mom does not stand a chance.
“No one is leaving.”
Before mom could say anything else a group of people appeared but I could not see them, I only could feel their authority and power. This is without a doubt the council.
“Council man Hedrigh. Thank you for coming”
“Has there been any problems?” he spits at her.
“No, we just need more healers”
Mom comes back to me without a second word but this time she comes to my head and takes it on her lap, putting each foot on either side of me and pulling me up to her chest so I am half laying on her. Then I feel her magic slowly start to work itself inside me. I feel it refresh my organs and hydrates my blood.
“Suusshhh mommy is here. I will heal you my boy. Just relax and sleep”
Without a second thought I fell asleep in her arms feeling secure and safe for the first time in so long.
Ella's Pov.
“Where is Elder Ian Gray?” the dreadful man spits out.
“My son is still fighting inside there is still more to come” I answer him.
I hate this man, to be honest I dislike almost everyone on the council since most of them are only in it because of their families. Their are a bunch of old looking bastards that have forgotten how the outside world looks like. They think they are better than everyone else and I have noticed they look down on some that they think are not as pure.
“If he was going to put his life in danger then we would not have authorized this mission! He has no heir! Get him out right now!”
“If you are so worried about his swimmers then I suggest you go in there and get him” I say with a wicked smile.
I turn away from him and start to heal the people to the far east side but before I leave I glance at the woman again. She is holding her son in her lap, the healing glow around them is magnetizing. He is already getting meat back on his bones and hair is growing back. He is looking more like a person now than some dried up corpse.
Who are they? Their magic is foreign and interesting. She is very strong but she is also very dark, I suspect she is working the line to dark magic. He however is like an element in himself. His magic is inviting me in but at the same time I know it will do something to it and take it away from me. He is like a light to a moth and a less experienced witch would definitely fall into his trap.
“Help me”
I look down at the people around me, they look so horrible. Their skin is almost transparent, most do not have hair anymore and some have missing teeth. Most have magic but some are just humans. What did they want with humans? Are these all of them? Where do they have their burial grounds?
I bend down on my knees and close my eyes. I feel out the four persons around me and let my magic drift over them like a blanket and heal their wounds in the meantime. All of them have at least five bones broken or misplaced. Their nervous system is broken and shot. These people have endured such horrors that I am not sure healing them is the right thing to do. They will be mentally scarred after this and I am not sure any of them will be the same after this.