empowered

A novel about a species of woman created to destroy called the flames that have been since the beginning of time . When Nina is marked she knows she is destined to an immortal life filled only with anger and bitter pleasure but when she receives a calling from the phoenix: an order to destroy a young blonde haired champion. She begins to feel human again. Can you fall in love without a heart?

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5. Introductions

The train slowed to a stop and, finally, He looked up at me. "Where are we?" His voice was dry, did he not feel any thing at all? "Why aren't you asking me streams of questions??" I blurted, usually, I wasn't one for normality, but this guy seemed to have a completely different thought cycle, was he scared? angry? confused? happy? and most of all, why did I care? "Because , I already know the answers," His answer, for some reason, made perfect sense. "And what would they be?" I laughed at his stupidity, "My instincts are telling me too do as you say, I always follow my instincts," I wanted to shake him until he showed emotion, Set the whole train alight. Why did he make me so angry? Why. did. I. care?Hands by his side, mouth in a rigid line. I hated him, for making me show humanity but not exposing any himself .It was killing me! Could he not see that, I didn't want to hurt! But one question stood firmly throughout my silent rant.

He stood and bowed deeply as the train stopped, "Don't be so juvenile, no one cares what you look like around here, move. out. of. my. way." He stepped back, avoiding eye contact. I loathed him for that. How dare he not care. I walked past him, through the door of our small room, and strode down the train, not bothering to look behind me. I jumped off the train neatly, no caring if I was lady like or not.Then I stopped right there, and smiled. A few metres away was a carriage, the wood was beautifully carved with purple, velvet drapes. The carriage was drawn by two muscled, black horses. I approached them, "Midnight, I've missed you," Midnight, my horse nuzzled my hand, neighing in excitement. "I haven't seen you in two years, miss Nina! I can't say its been a disappointment," Harry, the  handy man slash stable boy of Jame's manor, smiled wickedly and laughed loudly at his own joke. "Don't pretend you didn't miss me, harry," I licked my lips, as a reminder of last time. "Come on  lass, I think we've all missed you snotty comments and perky behind,"  "Why, that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me" I swooned and pulled my self up into the carriage.

Not for one second had I forgot about Andrew, but I wanted to hurt him. It was petty, and spiteful, but it was true. "Here, boy" I called him like a dog, proving how little I cared about him. When he didn't come, I looked over Harry's shoulder, "Andrew!" Andrew broke away from Midnight and clambered up, into the coach. How dare he touch my horse? Midnight never likes any one. The whole coach journey, Andrew stared at me, reading my face silently, I would not back down, I glared at him, but he kept staring. Stupid. stupid. stupid. As we pulled up he turned away and finally I could breathe again.  He looked at the mansion as if it were a barn and hopped of the coach nonchalantly. I was seething. Harry held my arm as I stepped off, and slapped my behind cheekily. I scolded him lightly, then carried on. Then stopped. 

Anna-bell and James were standing at the grand entrance of the house and I quickly drunk in my gorgeous surroundings. Behind the coach was the old marble water fountain, A gorgeous sculpture of an angel stood in the middle surrounded by a constant halo of blue water. So many memories flooded my mind, Standing by this sculpture for the first time, James finding me here then showing me his art work. His kindness had surprised me and I spent most of my time here, attending balls, tending to the horses, reading by this very fountain. The gravel road we had just travelled up, went back as far as I could see. Geese were sitting in the distance and roses climbed every surface of his house. It was gorgeous, The only differences I could detect was the aroma of Jasmine perfume, and the warming sight of Anna-bell, my best friend. 

Anna-bell screamed and ran down the steps to greet me, "Nina, Where have you been?" Anna-bell hudgged me tightly and I realized how much I had missed her. She was the one who had brought  the  nicer side of me back. But the day every thing had fallen apart, two years ago, had been the last time we talked...  I had a chance to make amends now. "Anna-bell, James... this is Andrew" God this was going to take a lot of explaining.

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