Chapter 7: Martha

THIRD PERSON POV

“Ok… So how does this involve me again?” The dark blonde asked Artea while sipping her coffee. “It affects me and you are my friend so you can help” Artea answered while giving a smile to the dark blonde.

“Academic purposes?” The dark blonde narrowed her eyes at her friend who just gave her an innocent smile and nodded. The two went to the oldest library in New Mexico.

“Hey look the Salem Witch Trials” Artea called out to Martha “Yeah I can read” she rolled her eyes at the brunette girl. “You think it is real? You know witches” Artea laughed it off but still watching any reaction from her friend. “Dunno… even if they are real you wouldn’t want to mess with them right?” Martha’s tone was provoking?

Artea gave her a questioning look but shrugged her tone off. They roamed and searched the library for hours and they just found myths, legends that seemed too good to be true. Martha was throwing sarcastic remarks and joking around when Artea found some interesting things and annoyed the hell out of the determined girl.

“Teleportation…” Artea mumbled “…with the right incantation they can travel wherever they want…” she was broken out of the trance when Martha appeared right in front of her.

“What the hell…” she whispered yelled, Martha looked down at Artea’s hands and read the book she raised her brows but quickly made a joking remark “Teleportation? If they were real I would be in Paris right now”

Artea just rolled her eyes at the comment, both girls were ready to go home. Artea asked Martha how will she get back to Dallas because it is literally hours away but the dark blonde said that someone will pick her up.

The two said their goodbyes and went their separate ways while driving home Artea couldn’t help but think about her friend who has a bitchy attitude. Sure the Lenner girl was used to it but her friend’s previous remark unnerved her it was like a knocking in the back of her mind telling her that something was off.

~4 hours later~

ARTEA’S POV

I was driving home when a bright light rushed past my car it was so fast that I didn’t even know what it was. I stomped on the break instead of speeding away and stopped to control my breathing. In the front of my car just yards away there was this white glowing light so small but just seconds ago it was a bit bigger… I think.

My necklace glowed and burned but it doesn’t hurt, I walked out of my car, a pocket knife hidden in my sleeves. I might be curious but I’m not letting my self explore without any weapons. I cautiously approach the light, it was too bright but my eyes were adjusting suddenly it lunged at me and as my instinct kicked and I put my left hand out and swung my right hand that has my knife.

My eyes widened in shock when I heard a little whimper, I lifted my head and saw that the light that was blinding me was getting dimmer. It was person? A child?

With wings?

I didn’t know what to do but when I looked closer it was bleeding? Its blood was blue in color. I’m not even sure if it was blood actually I’m not even sure about lots of things.

I crouched down and the thing looked up with big eyes, its eyes were forest green, its skin was pale blue that has this designs or markings, it was incredibly small with transparent wings.

I was awestruck.

*CHIRP* *CHIRP*

It was coming from the creature, I was hesitating but right now I want to know what the fuck just happened so “What are you?” I asked it with a cautious expression. He? She? Cleared its throat and replied with “I’m a fae of course” he looked at me with a confused look “Didn’t you know?… I mean it is kind of obvious”. He still has his pointed fingers on its wound.

“Oh yeah sure… I see faes everyday” sarcasm dripped in my voice while quoting the word fae. I asked if it was ok and it got offended when I called him it, he told me that he was male fae and his name is Rhett. At this point I don’t know if I am crazy, dreaming, or hallucinating.

I noticed that he was still bleeding blue blood so I apologized and asked if I could help him but he replied “I got hurt by you that means that the only way to heal me is by magic… you wanna try?” I didn’t even know what he was talking about. What does he mean by me? Magic? And me try?

I gave him a confused look and asked “What do you mean by me? And magic? There is no such thing” ok I know I keep on denying it especially after that incident with the necklace but what can I do? I got thrown in this new world without a some type of warning or manual.

“You’re a witch how could you not know?” His voice raised as if he was scolding me it is a bit hard to get threatened by him especially with that adorable face and high pitched voice that he has. “No…what?” I looked at him like he was crazy. Witches aren’t real none of them are. Right?

THIRD PERSON POV

Artea’s and Greg’s Mom were driving home from her work when she saw a light behind her car being the only one in the road she was confused. She stopped and looked back but the light was now in front of her car, she squinted her eyes and adjusted, she immediately knew what it was.

“What do you want?” She stated with a monotoned voice at the light while getting out her car. The light seemed to dimmed down and was now a size of her palm. “I got a message from him” the creature replied with menace in his voice “She is getting closer… You promised that she won’t ever know or there will be consequences” the creature continued.

“We moved and I’m doing everything I can” the Lenner woman tightened her grip in the dagger she was holding. “Do better!” The creatures voice dropped into a low growl suddenly the light seemed to lunge towards the Lenner woman.

Having fast reflexes she was able to wound the creature, “you do not scare me fae, you are only a messenger!” She growled back the light disappeared leaving her in a shaken state but still standing her ground. Her dagger dripped blue blood from the fae’s wound.

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“Let your voice be heard”