Chapter 1 (Part two)
That single word had the air in the car alive with emotion. She drove the car as fast as she
could backwards down the road. I wondered if Leon knew who
we really were and the danger we face.
“How do you know for sure Mom?”
“Krista Marie, have I ever been wrong before?”
Yeah, that’s my name. Krista Marie Lynn. I never really liked it
but it is better than some. I go by Krista or Marie.
“Well Mom there was that one time...”
I looked ahead of us and that’s when I saw one of them. Steins.
Heartless creatures of shadow. They’re called Steins because of
how stone cold they are. What their reason for being here
tonight I couldn’t explain. “What is that?” Leon asked. He was
leaning up with his head near my left shoulder. His eyes were
reflective in my earlier question. He knew nothing of me where
we’re from. The car stopped. “Marie. You take care of it. I’ll get
him out of here.” Mom said. “Right.” I stepped out into the
piercing cold. Mom sped away as I had my standoff with the
Stein. You see, my Mother wasn’t always human. A trait she
unwillingly passed down to me. I know stood facing the Stein,
which was being joined by others. Three Steins now opposed
me. I transformed into my other side. I am half-ghost with the
characteristics of a cat. I could feel the power surge through my
body, my veins. My hair changing its colors from caramel
highlights with a backdrop of deep brown, to silver streaks.
The clothes even changed. I went from my usual black and
purple punk style to a silver . My shoes morphed into boots.
These boots were very comfortable to run in, and stylish might
I add. They gave me about a two inch lift, and were very strong
and durable. I am the daughter of the original Silvercat. When
she gave that up and had me, the power was then passed to
me. At the age of 14 I began to tap into that inner power, and
my mother taught me how to use it since. I’ve spent the last 2
years preparing myself for the rest of eternity. Of course, I
always knew a person couldn’t really be ready for eternity,
since eternity itself is something no one can really prepare for.
But I do know I need the mental and physical strength to
withstand the curse that was upon me. The Steins unsheathed
their swords, and the first one came at me. I too had a sword I
could call upon, but for this job I wanted to have fun. He was
lightning fast, but so was I. Steins look hard to kill, but it’s
actually quite easy. If you can manage breaking their sword in
half, you can defeat a Stein easily. The sword they carry is what
keeps them alive. It holds the darkness that creates them.
Break the sword and you defeat them. Simple concept to
understand. As he swung his blade towards me I phased into
the ground, came back up behind him and clawed down his
back. Steins looked like humanly figures, although they had no
faces, no distinctive marks to tell them apart. They carried a
long, slender sword which was their only defense. In the split
second he was falling from the stinging pain of my fiery claws, I
slid under him and sliced the sword in one swift movement.
One down, two more to go. The other two simultaneously made
their attack. Same as before, I nailed them easily as the first.
When you defeat a Stein, they evaporate and are casted into
oblivion. Mom must’ve gone downtown to our rented
apartment. It’s the next place to go in case the cottage was
compromised. I listened all around me to insure there were no
more Steins. I decided to check the cottage. One thing I loved
about my powers is the ability to fly. It’s among a few of the
things a ghost can do. Walk through walls, be invisible, things
of that nature. I was a few more miles away from the cottage, so
I began to run. I ran a few meters or so until I was airborne.
Flying in the freezing cold wearing a corset isn’t too fun. I
hovered a few feet to stabilize myself. The road and woods
rushed past me. Technically it’s more like I rushed past them.
Before the deer I passed could blink, I arrived to the cottage to
find it destroyed. Steins must’ve done this. Their stench, that
sickening deathly stench, was everywhere. Mom wasn’t going
to be happy. This was her favorite place, and it now lay in ruins.
I remember coming here as a child to see its antiqueness, its
vintage luxury. It was a simple place, a place where we could
truly relax. When I first came here as the newly empowered
Silvercat, cats from all over came and meowed and clawed at
the walls of the cottage. Mom ended up taking me back home.
The light from the moon revealed itself from behind the night
sky. I didn’t need the moon’s light to see my way through the
forest. My eyesight is heightened to the level of a cat. So are
my hearing, smelling, and sensitivity to my surroundings.
Being who I was had its ups and downs though. Getting to
experience the power and feel of it was definitely on the up
side. But the downside is the constant risk of your loved ones. I
understand why mom gave her power up all those years ago.
What happened after is another story for later. Right now I need
to fly downtown and find Mom and Leon.
(Sooooo sorry for the part where her outfit changes, im still trying to design that. Anyways, after this is where it switches to Leon's point of view of things, which will be used thruout the books. )