November 29, xxxx
Third Person POV
If a wolf was hunting right now, they would hear the crackling embers fluttering up into the sky, or the wind whistling through the chasm Nicolette created last night.
Nicolette stood in front of the fire, putting all of her concentration in making sure its embers stay alive. She found the crackling calming while she thought about tomorrow.
She felt like there should be more of a plan than going in blindly. Was she prepared? Did she think this fight through? Nicolette already knows what is going to happen, they made sure of that.
When the dark magic infested her, it showed her an scene. She hadn't told Malcom about this 'vision' but she knew it was bad. She'd watch him work his ass off to keep her safe but she knew it was inevitable.
It was evening now and Beck left in the morning. Nicolette had slipped out of her room as soon as the sun was out and started training. She let the fire die off and stood up to a table of knives.
It had been awhile since she trained with weapons. Nicolette lifted her hand to a tree and a pink, translucent target. It stayed floating in the air as Nicolette continued on with what she was doing.
The knives lifted into the air, following the movement of Nicolette's hand. The knives laid even with her hand in the air and with one movement, she thrust her hand towards the target.
They flew towards the middle, fighting to win the spot in the middle of target. Her glowing blue eyes could have burned a hole in the middle of it but her focus was cut by the simultaneous sound of the knives digging into the middle of the target.
Nicolette sighed and waved her hand through the air and the target faded away, the knives falling to the ground.
She walked over to the fallen knives and picked one up. Nicolette flipped the knife in her hand a few times until she heard her signal. A smirk grew on her face as she whispered a spell that made her disappear from the eyes of everyone else.
Sometimes she wished she could permanently put that spell on herself, to disappear from the world. It would save her the trouble of hiding who she is but this spell drained her quick.
The faint noise of running became clearer as Lucas emerged from behind the trees. Nicolette took the knife and aimed it for his face. With a grin permanently plastered on her face, she threw it.
It cut through the invisibility barrier which caused Nicolette's grinning face to be revealed to Lucas. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as she watched Lucas' face morph into horror.
Right before it made contact with Lucas' face, it stopped, hanging in mid air like there was an invisible string on it.
"Fuck Nicolette, What the hell was that for?" Lucas gasps. Nicolette was bracing herself against a tree, dying of laughter.
"O-oh my gods," she gasped for air. "You should have seen the look on you face." This was the most she had laughed the whole month she was here, and today was the last day she was tied to the property.
Lucas rolled his eyes and let out a sarcastic laugh and grabbed the knife from the air and sling it back at Nicolette's face. She watched it fly to middle of her face before she grabbed it as it nicked the bridge of her nose.
She wiped the small drop of blood off of her face as the skin replenished on the small cut.
"You're quick, but not quick enough," he shrugs. Nicolette rolled her eyes because it was obvious she purposely let it cut her to make him think he was great.
"Whatever," she chuckled. Nicolette next down and started to pick up the knives up. Unknowingly listening, she heard a herd of deer deeper into the woods. "Lets go for a run."
Lucas eyes her then nodded. "Alright." Nicolette shifted into her brown wolf, shredding her clothes into pieces. Lucas shifted into his wolf and he dashed off.
Nicolette's wolf let out a huff as she chased after him. She easily caught to him and eventually surpassed him. Her wolf's footsteps were light on the damp forest floor.
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