Chapter Four: Colors

~If you are reading this, then realize that you are reading the "Chapter Four" for the old version of "Moment of Darkness." As of this moment, everything is being updated and fixed and the new plot lines are completely different. Thank you all for reading though, :) ~

(Silas point of view)

     Gunshots haunted my mind, weighing down on it heavily as I raced steadily away from a growing horde. They buzzed like angry bees inside my mind as I neared the blazing wood, dancing flames slowly enveloping their prey in insurmountable agony. The blanket of white that once found shelter here, lingering on the tips of branches evaporated, creating a misty sight as they rose into a misty blue. A vibrant array of colors lie next to death behind me, one of my many senses that had aided for so long.

     The thought pulsed through my head like a beacon of light, showering down on my thoughts and completing them with awed glee. Two simple words glowed throughout my entire being. She's alive. It gave me power in my stride as a dozen pursued me with hot, rich feet, paving the grounds for an undeniable future path. The direction I faced as well as my distraction led me to be caught in a curve of the woods, twisting away into the direction of a different swarm.

     Panic arose inside of my chest. With a mangled shout in another tongue, I disregarded The Council's authorities for a dim moment. Closing my eyes, I summoned the spirits of my ancestors the presences gathering above my summer head. They were clothed in pale shrouds, incomparable to the bright colors of young years. I curled my hands together as if holding something all too precious in my heart. Combining them together, a small chant arose from my lips.

     When it was a smaller flame, just kindled, it sank into the fiery depths like demons descending. Slowly though, with rising power, it grew in strength. A thin white sheet coated the feet of those who heard it, the radius growing farther for every second I continued to speak. Soon my words became a triumphant roar, the thin becoming thicker and rising up over the feet and to the knees.

     Distances away, I felt my Savannah's colors fade, and my mind snapped harshly to the spot. Her limp body was curled into his arms, her hands folded onto her chest. With fatal intentions, my chant consumed all that around them, turning them to dust. However, my spells flickered off of him as though they were not interested, comfortable with destroying the rest.

     My eyes reflected that of betrayal, a hideous red replacing their once hazel shade. My tongue flickered away and I kneeled briefly to the ground before setting off in the direction of where her captor took her away, keeping to the shadows and reaching for her aura.