Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-47.144.197.225-20191119031123

Moonlark (title)

Preface

Sophie focused on the energy coursing through her veins focusing on the one person in front of her

No giving up this time, don’t hesitate

She knew she could shatter her sanity doing this, but it was the only way, right? Or was there another? She remembered what Keefe had said to her that one day.

“There’s always another way Foster, always.” And he had been right so far, but not this time. This was the only way. She narrowed her eyes at her target, thinking of everything that had angered her over the past years, all the times she had almost died because of the person in front of her, and that was enough to make her let go and turn into a monster.

Chapter 1

“Thank you for the information Miss Foster. I will tell the collective about it.”

“Not the council?” Sophie asked the bloated figure in front of her.

“I’m sure Oriale*I can't spell* already has.” Mr. Forkle replied, and Sophie cringed at the name. She wasn’t sure to think of her biological mother, who was also a Councillor. Mr. Forkle looked at her suspiciously as she did, as if he knew what she did. She doubted it though, she hadn’t told him yet.

“Is there anything wrong Miss Foster?” Sophie shook her head, looking at the sun setting.

“I should go.” Mr. Forkle nodded, and he raised his leaping crystal to the light. He gave one so sat glance at the brown-eyed girl behind him before leaping away. Sophie sighed, plopping onto her canopy bed. Even the smell of the new plants Flori had added didn’t help Sophie’s queasy stomach. She knew what would help her though. Keefe. But he was unconscious in the healing center. Sophie had no choice but to lay down in her bed, trying to fall asleep while thoughts swirled through her murky brain. Eventually her eyelids grew heavy, and she was sucked into a dream.

She was in a dimly lit room, and seemed to be strapped to a wooden chair. It was very in-elvish and had no decoration in sight. Just bare stone walls and flooring.

“Hello Sophie.” Sophie’s stomach flopped as she recognized the voice. It was Vespera’s sickening voice.

“What do you want?” She expected her voice to come out demanding or angry, but instead she sounded weak and scared.

“Oh just a simple offer.” Vespera smiled, the edges of her mouth stretching almost to her eyes as she clapped her hands. Two familiar people sat in chairs in front of her. Sophie gasped as she realized the situation. Two people, but you can only save one. Vespera seemed to know that Sophie had realized it.

“The deal is that if you choose which one you save and which we get rid of, you will get valuable information about Keefe’s Legacy. If you don’t choose, all of you go.” Sophie gulped. She didn’t know what to do. Vespera pointed a gun-like object at both their heads. Keefe or Fitz. Lady Gielsa appeared next to Vespera, her mouth shaping into a smile. A sad smile.

“Ten seconds Sophie. Ten..” thoughts wafted in and out of Sophie’s brain.

“Nine.” Sophie couldn’t decide who, so she asked to enter the boys minds. Who?

“Eight.” Me Keefe thought. No! We need to find a solution. Sophie transmitted.

“Seven.” There is no soulution. Keefe’s eyes connected with hers, and she understood.

“Six.” Sophie made up her mind.

“Five.” She decided to wait, that way she could change her mind.

“Four.” Fitz looked at her, as if saying, I’d be ok.

“Three.” Sophie felt sick at this point.

“Two.” No giving up now.

“One.”

“Fitz.” Sophie whispered. Vespera smiled, and the dream faded away into reality.

“Sophie?” Grady was leaning over her, concern written over his face.

“I’m fine.” Sophie told him, shivering from the memory from the dream. Would she really save Keefe over Fitz? The thought left her mind as she remembered what she planned to do that day. Visit Keefe, of course, but also meet Dex at Havenfield along with Biana.

Grady nodded, giving her a kiss on the head before leaving. Sophie fumbled into a white tunic, apply some golden eyeshadow. She decided she would want to look good in case a certain someone came with Biana. Or at least that’s what she told herself as she slipped on a pair of brown boots that matched with the brown belt she had on. Sophie rushed to get to the healing center. She entered the room to find Elwin sorting his remedies onto a shelf.

“Well hello my star patient.” Sophie waved hello, and then looked over to Keefe.

“Is he alright?” Elwin looked away telling her,

“I don’t think ‘alright’ is the right word. Maybe, ok?” Sophie nodded, sitting next to the blonde haired boy. Keefe’s eyes twitched, and for one hopefull second Osphie thought he would wake up, but then he settled back into his deep sleep. Sophie groaned in frustration. Why couldn’t:t he just wake up! Elwin looked over at her, and then went back to sorting his potions again. Ro was silent for the moment, just sitting in a corner, until Sophie started to poke at Keefe and kick his cot.

“That’s how I feel every time your’e being Miss Oblivious.” Sophie looked over, and Ro smirked as Sophie asked her,

“Oblivious about what?” Ro didn’t answer, but simply walked over to Sophie and pointed at her heart.

“About your feelings.” Sophie was still in utter confusion, and decided to ignore her comments.

“I wish he would wake up.” Ro nodded, flicking Keefe’s head with her finger. Sophie stayed there for only about an hour or two more before she left.

Chapter 2

Dex and Biana were already at Havenfield when Osphie got there, and they were playing with Iggy. Dex was dyeing Iggys’ fur a nice shade of gold with ice blue glitter covering him, making him look like he glowed.

“Like him?” Dex asked, and Sophie nodded, hugging her pet imp.

“Your so pretty you cute little boy!” Sophie told a Iggy. Iggy burped. Sophie coughed, setting Iggy down and fleeing from that corner of the room. Dex and Biana laughed, joining Sophie.

“We were thinking..” Dex told Sophie, the room suddenly growing quiet,”Of what Keefe’s ability would be, and we have an idea.” Sophie nodded, encouraging for him to go on.

“Conjuer.” Biana said, showing Sophie a list of reasons why they thought that. Osphie studdied them, and noticed that they only had one valid reason. Keefe’s mother had checked twice to see if he was a Conjuer.

“But.. that isn’t a rare ability.” Sophie told them. It was actually quiet common. Biana and Dex nodded, agreeing.

“But, what if Lady Gielsa made it more powerful so that it is rare?” Dex suggested. Sophie thought it over. It made sense, but she still didn’t feel that it was right.

“I guess.” Sophie said, moving onto a different subject. “Anyways, we have something more important to focus on.” Sophie told them about how when Oriale had said, “Stellarlune.” That her cache had projected the scene of her telling Granite that she had found out that Prentice had found something big, and that she knew what it was. But when Granite had asked what it was, Oriale told him not to ask that again, and then drugged him. Oriale had seemed speechless afterward from seeing the scene, and had went off to apologize to Granite. Biana and Dex seemed to be processing the information when Sophie’s imparter rang. Sophie answered it, finding Elwin’s face struck with fear.

“Sophie come right now! Keefe woke up and, and… he isn’t well.” -Keeper. Of. Books. (Tell me if it's good!)  