She had killed my very own father. I never even got one memory of him. All because of her.
Noen didn't cross my mind at this point I didn't care if she was his mother. What she had done was unforgivable.
I feel to the ground in shock as I finally came back into reality. Both Gemma and Tillia stared at me as I looked at the ground. I needed a moment to process everything.
I needed a moment to plan what I was going to do.
Nothing came.
I had nothing. All I really had was hatred and a craving for blood but the truth was that wasn't enough. That wasn't going to lead me to beat her.
She was strong and powerful. I knew why everyone considered her untouchable. Its because she was. At least that's what everyone saw but to me, she wasn't.
I knew the truth.
My own father was the only being she couldn't beat. If she played fair she never would've won. She didn't know how to play fair and my dad didn't know that.
But I did.
I knew that but I still couldn't come up with a way to beat the lady. I had all the information I could possibly have yet I still had nothing.
Began getting frustrated. Nothing was coming to me. I needed to kill her but from the looks of it, I wouldn't get the chance. The same words began repeating in my mind.
How
How
How could I kill her?
I needed to kill her. That was the only way we could be united. The fae weren't the Evil ones! She was. She was the reason for everything. If she didn't exist everyone could've lived in peace.
Even though I hated her I had been glad she existed. If she didn't exist I wouldn't have my backbone. Who would I be without Noen?
I guess that's the cost.
My eyes wandered. I knew I didn't have that much time to think. I needed to be quick.
I didn't have a plan but honestly who cared.
I got up off the floor.
My eyes fell on Ollie who had been fending off a group of the fae. I knew he needed my help and I needed his.
I needed to get to Ms. Grimm.
"toss me my sword," I said to gemma as she sat on the ground.
The sword. His sword.
The thing that got him killed. I knew I would have to kill Ms. Grimm with it.
That thought was confirmed the moment it fell in my hands. It wasn't just a sword. The feeling it gave me wasn't the same as the first time.
I felt different. I felt like I ass lifted off the air. I also felt like I knew everything I needed to know. My hand tingle like a newfound sense of magic appeared.
I was no longer Erina. I was so much more.
I wasted no time. I took off running towards lavender and Tillia followed behind
"what's going on," Tillis asked as she ran behind me "and why are you running so fast"
"We need to kill Ms. Grimm"
"I'm down"
" I need to kill ms Grimm" she was my fathers I fished business I knew that I needed to kill her by myself. The power that I had taken over my body the moment my hand touched the sword was all I needed.

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Another World
Teen FictionAfter a traumatic incident, Erina was never the same. She wasn't always an outcast. The Fae in New Mere just never looked at her the same since. They saw her as a wrongdoer and she didn't care enough to change that. All she needed was her best frie...