The Chosen

Returned

Bonnie landed with a crash, leaving an indent on the ground. Some of the people around her stopped and stared, unsure of who she was, and why she was so horrible at flying. When Bonnie stood, the necklace that stayed around her neck, began to glow once more shocking the people around her.

Bonnie paid none of it any mind. Her focus on the burning building in front of her. The flames were too high. Spreading at a fast rate, going from building to building, soon enough the whole street would be engulfed in flames. The witch grumbled at herself angrily. She still wasn't at full strength yet. She'd been practically dead the night before. As she attempted to find a place to start, she heard a cry, a child's cry.

"Hello!" Bonnie called out, raising a hand against the heat of the flames. She could barely see and the flames were only getting hotter.

"We're here!" Called a voice. Bonnie ran to it immediately. Going faster than she thought possible.

"Keep talking to me!" Bonnie called back, attempting to find her through the rubble. "Tell me where you are!" She asked, her voice loud over the roaring of the fire. She'd never felt so much heat in her life.

"We're against a wall, we're stuck" the girl called out. Turning her head Bonnie found them. A small hand waving from behind a fallen pillar. A pillar that would soon be completely engulfed in flames.

Running over to them Bonnie panicked. Raising her hand she used her magic, straining as she attempted to lift the heavy pillar, and found two children. A girl, no older than 8, holding a newborn. Pushing the pillar away, Bonnie grunted, and ran to them. Taking off her robe, she ripped it in half, and held a piece out to the young girl.

"Cover your mouth with this, don't breath in the smoke, stay as close to the floor as possible" Bonnie ordered, to which the girl only nodded. Grabbing the baby from her, Bonnie covered her as much as she could, and ran with them.

"Motus!" The witch yelled as soon as she saw another pillar about to fall in front of them. Running out of the building, Bonnie carried the girls, coughing as she made it into clearer air.

Before she could catch her breath the girls were grabbed by a woman. Tears in her eyes as she clutched at the girls. Turning to Bonnie she smiled through her tears.

"Thank you, thank you" she repeated, her white eyes looking at the small witch in gratitude. Bonnie nodded as she looked at the mother, her heart breaking for the woman. The fear that she must've felt for her children.

"There's someone still in there!" Someone yelled, grabbing Bonnie's attention. Looking up she saw what they saw. A woman banging against the window, begging for someone to save her.

The small witch/Fae hybrid didn't hesitate. Taking the ripped robe, she put it to her mouth, running back into the building. The small witch coughed as soon as she ran inside. Her eyes grew tears from the smoke that surrounded her but she couldn't stop looking. Groaning she lifted a hand, taking away enough of the flames so that she could pass though.

"Where are you!" Bonnie asked, beginning to cough. Looking through the rooms Bonnie began to get desperate. Soon there wouldn't be enough time to get out. The flames were getting to be too much.

"Here! Help me please!" She heard behind her. Rushing into the room Bonnie saw the girl surrounded by fire. Taking a breath she whispered incantation, letting the flames in the room die down.