Inheritance

Chapter 4: The Woman

Alone in his room, as he miserably laid his heavy head on his desk, Eory heard a woman's voice in his ears.

He turned and looked behind him.

Behind him was himself. Only, it was not himself. It was him, but wearing a female's clothing instead of a male's. The woman had his same, large, fairy ears that were shaped like a butterfly's wings, his same, vivid, rosy eyes that were tilted, and his same nose that curled like a spiral at the tip like all Arrozan fairy noses tended to.

The woman looked at him with a confident grin as all the candle lights in the room seemed to blow out by a surreal and violent wind.

Eory breathed heavily as he was left alone in the darkness with the woman.

"Taylor..." Eory murmured.

She was silent.

Eory stood up and glanced around the pitch-black room—frantically trying to spot where she had gone.

Eory backed up and bumped into the sofa behind him.

He gasped when he thought that he may have seen Taylor's menacing, rosy eyes glimmering in the darkness.

He was panting and all he could hear was blood in pounding in his ears.

The wind which had been blowing hectically within his room kicked up again and all of his drawings fluttered about noisily in the cacophony.

Eory screamed when he felt her hand on her shoulder.

He looked behind him and came face-to-face with the woman. Her raspy voice echoed around the room as she grinned from ear-to-ear. "You think you can hide who we are from her? Oh, silly, silly, Eory. Give me the word and I will kill her for you. You need only ask. I have all the secrets to unlock our powers. We can be free."

Eory was frozen in fear as her hands slowly edged their way to his neck where she enclosed her fingers around it. He screamed, "leave me alone!"

The wind shrieked in his ears and blew he and Taylor away from each other before the candle lights flickered three times and stayed lit on the fourth.

Taylor vanished with them.

Eory panted and breathed in sharply.

He was alone.

Suddenly, the door to his room appeared in the familiar burst of magical, green fire. Kori stepped out of it. She saw him panicking and sweating and the papers strewn about his room.

She ran to his side and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Kori asked.

Eory shook his head but said nothing. He couldn't tell her of the woman. She would surely never let him out of his prison if he did.

After all he knew that, deep down, the woman was trying to climb her way to the surface and take over.

And he knew she harbored his worst intentions.

"You must tell me what happened! You must let me help you if you don't want to stay in this prison forever! Don't you trust me?" Kori asked him with her wrinkled, blue, waif hands on his cheeks.

He didn't trust her. Not after he had heard the vile words that had come out of her mouth when she thought he wasn't listening.