The Moon's Descendant - Chapter 56 - Am I dangerous
Zelena.
“I have questions” I announced to Artemis, putting my hands on my crossed knees.
“Yes, my Goddess” he replied with a nod of his head.
“Can I only use my powers on small things, or could I lift a car if I wanted to?”
“You train you get strong, how strong, I don’t know” he said with a shrug of his shoulders.
“I used the Dragon power in wolf form, does that mean that I can use my other powers in wolf form too?”
“This maybe”.
I looked down and my hands, scared to know the answer to my next question. I shifted my body uncomfortably in my seated position and eyed Artemis again.
“Am, am I dangerous?” I asked slowly.
“Zee” Smith sighed behind me. When did anyone other than Gunner start calling me Zee?
“My Goddess” Artemis said leaning a little closer and looking at me with a softer face,
“You strong and have big power. Danger come with emotion. Be calm, relax and stay control. Be sad or angry, maybe hurt on mistake”.
I let his words resonate a bit as I swirled them around in my head. If I remain calm and not get too emotional then I can keep control of my powers but if lash out because of sadness or anger or fear, I could hurt someone, maybe kill someone. My mind instantly went back to what happened in the library. A pain stung in my chest at the realisation that I could have really hurt my new family. With the way my hormones have been behaving lately and the never-ending supply of new and unknown information, I don’t like my chances at staying neutral. A tear slips out and slowly rolls down my cheek and I quickly wipe it away. No Emotions I tell myself.
“Okay, let’s keep going” I said with a forced confidence. Sensing my anxiety and sadness Smith shuffled forward a little.
“Zelena, you can take a break” he said placing his hand gently on my shoulder. The contact was welcomed and comforting. After the incident with my hugging him, I didn't think he’d be game to even stand close to me anymore. I reached up and stroked his hand.
“It’s okay I want to do this” I cleared my throat and re positioned myself on the pillow. I looked to Artemis and he nodded. Reaching behind him he pulled out a wooden stick about fifty centimetres long and placed it on the ground.
“With gravity power you can make heavy or you can make lite, with this I want you to make too heavy for he to lift” Artemis pointed at the stick and then at Smith and I nodded slowly.
“Remember moon mother, her light help you”.
I stared down at the stick and lifted it into the air, this power I think I've got the hang of. I tried to think back to science class and our lessons on space and how gravity on each planet is different. I pictured the video of the astronaut jumping on the moon and how easy it was for him to leap. I felt a heaviness in my head and the stick fell to the ground with a thud.
“Okay, try now” I said keeping my eyes on the stick. Smith stepped around me and bent over to pick up the stick but nearly fell over as he failed. He looked at me wide-eyed and grabbed the stick with both hands, grunting as he pulled at it hard. It lifted slightly off the ground before he let it go in a huff.
“Nah, fuck that” he panted. I smiled and chuckled at his red face, leaning forward I picked up the stick and waved it in his face. He frowned at me and I laughed loudly. Artemis twitched his lip, refraining from giving over to his smile. Smith sat back down scratching the back of his head. I'm feeling pretty pleased with myself, nothing in my life has ever been easy, but this whole ‘powers’ thing is working out nicely.
“One more then you rest” Artemis said pointing at the large bowl. I lifted my eyebrow and looked at him with curiosity.
“You make small” he said bringing his hands together slowly like he was trying to burst a balloon. Okay make it small, how the heck do I make it small. I stared at the large bowl and tried to focus but I don’t know where to start. The rest was easy, I just thought about the moon. But what does the moon have to do with making something small. I lifted the bowl off the floor and spun it around in the air but nothing else happened. Getting slightly frustrated I lifted my hand to my lap and clenched my fist. When I did that a small bend appeared on the bowl. I lifted my hands and outstretched them towards the bowl. Bringing my fingers in and twisting them around, the bowl started to follow suit. I pictured the bowl as a shining silver ball just like the moon in the sky. It twisted and turned in mid-air, folding and compressing at the will of my fingers. I held out my hand and the now small apple sized silver ball came to rest in my palm. I glided my fingers over the perfectly smooth surface. I did it. I looked up from the shining ball to see Artemis with a tiny smile on his lips. Smith had come and sat on the floor beside me and stared at me in awe.
“Wow” he exclaimed. I tossed him the little ball with a smile,
“For you” I said as he caught it in his lap. He held it up to examine it closely. His eyes glazed over slightly as he stared at it and then turned his head to me, not saying a word but also not really looking at me. After a minute he blinked a few times and stood up, holding his hand out for me.
“Come on” he said sternly. I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up, the skin of my hand where he touched me felt hot.
“Come on where?” I asked,
“Gunner is calling for you”
“Why wouldn’t he just flash me himself?”
“You can ask him that yourself”
“We’re going to see him?”
“It’s time to see your dad”
“Oh” the bottom of my stomach sank and I felt nauseous instantly. Still holding my hand Smith went to pull me out the door. I quickly pulled my hand from his and knelt down in front of Artemis taking his hands in mine. He was shocked and clearly uncomfortable about my action.
“Thank you, Artemis” I said softly. He squeezed my hands a little and nodded,
“Yes, my Goddess”
“Again tomorrow?” I asked hopefully,
“Yes tomorrow” he nodded again.
“Come on Zee” Smith said quietly nodding to Artemis and taking my hand again. We walked out of the cabin and the bright sunlight caught me off guard as I lifted my arm to block my eyes. Still holding my hand Smith began to lead me into the forest. I was a little confused by his hand holding mine. I thought other males were not allowed to touch me. Why was he so suddenly comfortable with this? His skin was burning against mine, it was such a strange sensation. I don’t mind it though, it feels kind of nice, but he isn’t Gunner so it doesn’t feel right. I pulled my hand from his and he frowned a little. What is that for?
“Where are we going?” I asked trying to ease this weird tension.
“To the holding cabin, Gunner’s waiting for you” he said without looking at me,
“It’s a long walk, will be quicker if we run”
“Okay sure” I was about to start jogging when he grabbed my arm to stop me. Again my skin burned at the contact.
“Not that kind of running” he smirked and pulled his shirt up over his head. I turned my eyes away surprised at his openness.
“Ah… wa-w-what are you doing?” I stuttered,
“I don’t want to rip my clothes” he said pulling off his boots,
“You might want to do the same, if you want to have something to put on again when we get there”.
I looked back at him and he now stood in nothing but his boxer briefs with his hands on his hips, staring directly me. A breath got caught in my throat. I have only ever seen Gunner this naked before. Smith is seriously good looking and he was making no attempt to hide himself. A heat ran through my body and I felt a tingle in my legs and an ache in my lower abdomen. What the fuck is wrong with me right now? I love Gunner so why would I be ogling another man? Something about Smith felt different though, he smelt different to me now, almost alluring. I cleared my throat and turned away from him. I started pulling off my boots and heard the sound of bones snapping. I glanced back at Smith and he had started his change. I unzipped my jeans and pulled off my shirt. I heard a growl behind me and Smith was now in his wolf form watching me undress.
“A little privacy” I snapped at him. He growled again and turned around. I slipped my jeans off but not willing to take off my underwear I crouched down and left them on. I remembered what Gunner said about using the anger. So, I pictured Demi and her hateful words. I began to feel my bones snap and twist immediately, the pain is excruciating. It didn’t last as long this time though, with a snap of my neck and a howl I was changed. I shook out my fur and turned to Smith.
***You’ll want to carry those in your mouth***
He was pointing his snout to my clothes on the ground so, I picked them up gently between my teeth.
***Okay let’s go***
***Stay close***
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