TheClosetKidnapper

Jace I shrug, "Just curious."

Jace I study her, "And that last one is a bad thing?"

Jace I sigh and glance at her again, "So...other than fire, you said you had two more. What are they?"

Jace I nod and sip on my soda.

Jace Yeah. Big time. I shrug, "It depends on how you look at it."

Jace I shake my head and look back at her, "It's supposed to be conflict triggered. Only strong emotions unlock it. And I don't fight, I've said."

Jace I slowly open my eyes, my hands bleeding from clenching my fists two hard and cutting my palms with my nails, and look around. I can't hear anything but ...

Jace I nod and look down at my hands, thinking about what it was like to see Alex do what I was supposed to be able to.

Jace I think, trying to remember if he said something about light, "Oh. I don't think he said light, but okay. Yeah. I'm supposed to."

Jace Rayah cries out and begs me to use my power, sounding in either pain or fright. Something snaps inside of me and there's a tug at my gut. My ...

Alex I laugh and get to work, tidying up everything the best I can. Cleaning was never my forte, but I try harder for Taylor's sake. Once everything's set, I ...

Jace I look at her, confused, "How did you know that?"

Jace The air warms in here and I know it's her doing, not even needing to ask.

Uh, sure. Just don't have Rayah get free. Leave everything up to MM after that.

Jace I nod in response and wonder whether or not we were taking a train to the land of the gods or going another way.