BEING in an alley hadn't gone well after my last experience so I quickly walked away from there.

I didn't know where I was but I badly wished I was still in San Francisco.

Somehow, the orbing brought me to an empty neighbor, my feet silently padding on the concrete was the only sound on the darkened silence street as well my labored breathing. I wrapped my arms around myself, feeling loneliness settling inside of me, anxiety creeping over me with the silence.

I hated silence 

It was the calm before a storm, it was when everything was in suspense before the worse. Before the attack started.

The air shifted as I walked, making my eyes furrow. My eyes flickering to the side as if something told me I wasn't alone. My lip trembled in fear trying secretly to pinpoint who was following me, as well as starting to hurry my pace, for a moment not feeling no one following me anymore.

I stopped walking, leaning my forehead against a wall, pressing a shaky hand on my mouth, breathing a shaky deep breath, closing my eyes feeling overwhelmed for everything that had happened to me since meeting those sisters and Sally.

Since then, I have felt different. I felt stronger in that house. It was in a sense comfort because of all the power that place held but it was scary and overwhelming as well. I felt like I could explode at any time because of the intensity. I don't how how I did but I orbed away.

Self-preservation?

Because I was scared and that was the only way my orbing powers get to work?

I looked up, furrowing my eyebrows, green eyes glimmering with the moonlight as again the feeling of someone close grew. I shook my head and straightened up, looking around again before walking forward and taking a turn in a corner, cursing my inability of escaping bad people as I found myself entering to a blocked alley.

I tensed feeling someone stepping behind me. It had this vibe coming in waves blaring a big red flag on my head, warning me this whoever following me had bad intentions or simply, was evil.

The slow and taunting humming leaving his mouth was enough to terrify me. My skin crawled in fear but I didn't dare to look over my shoulder

"All alone... All mine" The melody was horrible, but it did its job to scare me as he continued whistling. I knew I had no other choice but to face the source of the humming and squaring my shoulders with determination and no sign of fear on my eyes, I slowly turned around, my frightened but calm green eyes meeting with a smirking brunette guy. His head tilted aside as he scanned me with blue cold eyes. His hand was flexed into his side and I don't know how I knew but I knew that he was suppressing some kind of power. The same of the couple.

A fireball.

My eyes flickered between his hand and face as I tried to keep my face out of any emotion.

"Did you know what you're doing it's called stalking?" I broke the silence. I let my hands fall to my sides as I tilted my head aside seeming to be bored when in reality I was dying of fear inside.

"I was following the same path, sweetheart" The guy told me still smirking, "You can not call me stalker" he pointed out.

I didn't answer. My eyes in his hand wishing badly for him to not make a fireball appear.

"Anyway. You're being stupid, you know?" The guy continued seeing as I wasn't responding, "Don't you know your own story? You're unprotected, awoken and alone" he let out a coldly laugh making a shiver pass down my back but I didn't show it in my face, raising an eyebrow in mildly confusion. The guy noticed "Are you kidding me? You don't know?" He laughed again "You're making this more easier" he smirked flexing his fingers. I pursed my lips slowly shaking my head. In his hand smoke appeared as if the fire appearing had extinguished.

We both looked down at his hand with different reaction. He with anger and I with shock.

"What did you do?" He snapped angrily shaking his hand seeing no more than smoke appearing on them. "You blocked my powers, didn't you?" He growled in realization. I took a step back my his angered tone

"I don't know what you're talking about" I replied shakily. My eyes flickering between him and his hand, fearing that if I looked away, fire would appear and he'll attack me with it

"You are supposed to be new at this! You're not even wearing the stupid gem!" He exclaimed angrily. I looked up startled frowning in confusion.

"What? I-I don't know what's that supposed to mean. I don't know what... whatever you called me" I said slowly, backing away.

He smirked through his anger, "So you've been awoken. But not protected. That gem would have at least explained something to you, I know things about Guardians, you know? But somehow you were deprived of your gem leaving you defenseless without a clue of what you are and what you can do?" He raised his eyebrows skeptically, amusement shining on his cold eyes.

I didn't answer but that was enough answer for him as he laughed coldly.

"Perfect! This is gonna be easier than I thought" he smirked "That bitch. The last Guardian bitch must be freaking out right now. Now that you've been awoken, her time's over"

"What do you mean her time it's over?" I asked, the guy chuckled

"It means that by your awakening you sped her passing. She has until tonight to make sure you step up as another boring neutral bitch"

He disappeared in a glimmer and for a second I thought I was safe but then I felt a bad vibe behind me. His arm wrapped around my middle keeping me in place as he placed a cold object on my throat. I gasped startled for the sudden movement

"If I can't kill you magically, it doesn't mean that I can't kill you the mundane way. After all you're still half human. And not gem to protect you?" He chuckled "That's even better" he whispered in my ear sadistically. I glanced down at the object on my neck seeing some kind of knife.

An athame.

I was screwed.

I was gonna die.