Chapter Twenty-Eight

*Morgans POV*

My whole body felt like it was going to fall apart. Mark had told me everything that had happened during that fight. I was astounded at myself. I guess my training had finally paid off after all this time. I'm not completely where I need to be, though; but I'm surely getting there. I don't remember much of the fight, I feel like every part of my mind was completely wiped from it. Laying in bed, I rolled over to grab my phone.

"Hey Brina." I sighed into the phone once it connected.

"Morgan! What's going on? Are you okay? Mark called and told me EVERYTHING! He said you were totally badass! How do you feel?"

"Hold on! One question at a time!" I giggled. "I feel like I got hit by a freight train to be honest. I haven't been able to move from my bed in days since that fight. I don't remember anything about it. Are we supposed to black out?"

"No, you're not supposed to black out, but I guess with the white blinding rage of someone attacking you guys and hurting others, it could be very reasonable that you did. Seems like you were acting on instinct to be honest. Your body is going to hurt for awhile. From what I gathered, you exhausted a lot of power in one go and that takes a lot out of anyone who's not used to using powers. It's totally normal in that aspect."

"Ah. I see, then. I guess I'll just have to be more careful and do more training to strengthen myself." I sighed.

"With what Mark said, I don't think you'll have enough time to continue training. It seems the Council has other plans to get to you guys before your 19th birthday. I mean it has been a couple months since your 18th birthday, so I can see them wanting to move the process forward."

"But why me? Why us? You were almost killed trying to escape, what would happen if you came back?" I slowly sat up, wincing from all my aching muscles.

"I'm still unsure. I guess because we're the most powerful bloodline, they want to use us for something. Speaking of coming back, I won't be able to." The line went silent, her voice barely audible.

"What do you mean?" My voice cracked. Sabrina's not coming back? "Why wouldn't you be able to come back? We can both hide if-"

"Morgan, I'm not coming back. It has nothing to do with being able to, I'm simply not. I'm sorry. There are things I need to prepare for out of the Township. Things I can't do while I'm there. I can't come back right now."

"So will you be coming back at all?"

"I'm not entirely sure."

"What the fuck Brina?! I need you here with me. I need to continue training with you!" I'm pissed. My voice growing higher in the amount of anger I'm holding in.

"I know you do, but I need to get stronger for your sake. For both of our sakes actually."

"What does that mean?"

"You know about that vision I had before I left?"

"Yeah, but Brina, what does that have to do with you coming back?"

"Tonight was a test run on your powers. I didn't know when it would happen, but I forsaw you fighting. I knew you would win, that wasn't the issue. After I saw you fight in a dream I had, I had a vision shortly after. I accidentally bumped into someone I guess I really shouldn't have bumped into. When I did, I saw the Council talking about your powers and how if I were to come back to train you more, they would have to erradicate both of us. I'm sorry, Morgan, but for both our sakes, I can't come back right now." Brina's voice was breaking. There was more she wasn't telling me.

"What else Brina?" My voice low. "What else did you see?"

"Mark." I could hear her trying to hold back sobs.

"What about Mark?" My whole body went rigid.

"He died at the stake, burned."

"When?"

"I don't know. But I know it's coming. They're going to use the same reason as they did your parents. That's all I know. Listen, I have to go. I love you, Morgan. I wish I could come back now. Believe me."

"I do." I was quiet. My mind going a million miles an hour. "I do believe you. Now we'll just have to plan accordingly. We'll figure this out. Keep me up to date on your visions. Maybe FaceTiming would be better for training." I giggled. I knew it wouldn't suffice, but anything to get stronger.

"You know, that may not be a bad idea. FaceTime me tomorrow after noon, we'll see if we can make this work."

"Okay, sounds good. Talk to you tomorrow."

"Bye, Morgan. Stay safe!"

"You too."

Hanging up with Sabrina felt like we were never going to speak tomorrow. I had the worst feeling in the world, like there was a massive elephant in the room, and it was sitting right on my chest. I couldn't explain this feeling I was having, but it most definitely wasn't a good one. I know that storms coming, but I just don't know when. I know it's soon and we all need to be better prepared for it. I laid my head in my hands, tears strolled down my face. I sat there for I don't know how long, before I felt Mark sit down next to me. He didn't say anything, but just sat there. He never wrapped his arms around me, just rubbing my back. I burst in to tears. Mark hugged me, yet still never uttered one word to me. He just let me cry. He didn't tell me it was going to be okay, because he knew what was coming as much as I did. He just let me cry.

He just let me cry.