Liyanna I, Part 3: Liyanna | Chapter 29

Liyanna

Her vision blurred. She was seeing two Pellinors instead of one. Her hands and feet were cold. Liyanna was quickly losing control. Her present environment was overpowering her hypersensitive senses. All she wanted was to curl into a ball and be left alone.

It seemed a long time had passed when she felt the energies passing through her became bearable. Her head cradled in Pellinor’s arms, she opened her eyes to see his trained on hers. She stared back and averted her gaze when he would not.

“How are you feeling?” Gently, Pellinor helped her sit up.

“Better.” Liyanna wondered how he was able to help. She noticed he had not released her hand and gave it a pointed look.

“I am a part of Mother Ethair. I’m siphoning your surplus of energies to Earth. As long as we have physical contact, you’ll be fine,” he explained. “If you still have his crystal, you can use it as a focus. It will lead you to him.”

Clutching the stone, she concentrated. Liyanna saw the same vision: Arturion floating in a stasis chamber, with tubes attached to him. This time, however, she looked outside the tank. The contraption was connected to cables attached to machines that three scientists were operating on. The monitor’s screens reflected on their faces.  It flashed red. Not a good sign. The men were also entering commands into the system. She glanced at Arturion and examined his aura. It was fading just like her mother’s before she died. Quickly, she looked at the screens. His vital signs were dropping one by one… The scientists were shutting down the machines.

Taking Pellinor with her, they reappeared behind the scientists. Liyanna snatched Pellinor’s blow dart from his belt and tranquilized the men, while her partner fired two bolts in rapid succession towards the stasis chamber. The first put a dent on the surface, the second hit the same spot. The glass cracked and extended outward. Inside, a bubble formed. Pellinor ducked behind the computers with Liyanna. The water burst from its container, swamping the whole laboratory. A warning bell blared within the facility. Steel bars appeared behind them from ceiling to floor. It divided the laboratory into three rings. It encircled the damaged chamber, the area where the scientists work, and the last two feet away from the wall and the door. It wouldn’t be long before security guards arrived. Thankfully, Arturion’s body had been swept away from the chamber. He lay prone on the floor, deathly pale and naked. She placed two fingers on his neck. The pulse throbbed faintly, then went painfully still.

“No, no, no! You can’t die.” She could See his spirit lingering beside them. “Arty, stay with us. The bond – if you give up now, you’ll be taking me with you.”

I’m sorry, Arturion said. You’ll have to find another way. You have to go now. He set this trap knowing you’ll come if you knew I was in danger. He had them kill me…

“Live. Please.” Liyanna gathered healing energy into her hands and used it to energize his heart. More energy poured into her as she gave him more.

 Let me go.

Seconds painfully ticked by when Pellinor suddenly said: “Liyanna. He’s breathing.” He pulled her hands away. Liyanna saw Arturion’s chest rise and fall. At the middle of it, a faint line appeared. The bond was weak but intact. Liyanna had saved him and the energy she shared with Arturion would sustain him. But there was one last thing she must do before going home.

‘Could you take him home?” Liyanna smiled when Pellinor hesitated. “I’ve drained my excess energies reviving him. I’ll meet up with the others,” she promised, seeing no need to tell him that she might not be able to come back.

“Be safe.” Pellinor covered Arturion with his coat, hefted him into his arms and disappeared.

She waited. The warning bell went dead as well as the electricity. It was Reno’s doing.  She counted six seconds before the generator reactivated the lights. Liyanna hoped they got everyone out.

A deep chuckle echoed within the walls of the laboratory. A leg passed through the door, then a head. A tall, pale, blonde man in his thirties crossed the room, unhindered by the solid objects in his path. Power, dark and dense, exuded from him. He gave her a once over and said: “We meet again, sister.”

Suddenly, an invisible force slammed her against the cage. The bars shuddered at the impact, reverberating in her bones. Liyanna had not even seen him blink.

“Rather, half-sister.” He paced languidly. “It’s not nice to invite yourself and not say hi to the guest of honor.”

“I thought I was invited.” She leaned heavily at the bars.

“Oh, you’re the entertainment. Yes, it fits you better than a guest.” He tapped his chin, thoughtfully. “You never learn, do you?” The man seemed to expect an answer. The problem was, memories of her past life failed to give her details of what he was talking about. “You look so much like that woman. Shall we see where your similarities end?” His lip curled into a smile.

Glass from the damaged stasis chamber lifted off the floor. One of the smaller pieces zoomed past him and continued its path towards her. Liyanna dropped to the side at the last moment, the glass nicking her ear. She reached for the staff on her back but decided against it. There wasn’t enough room to use it. The staff would only hinder her movements.

“Lucky save, that one.” He clapped his hands. “Let’s do it again.”

Three more came at her. She rolled away from one and kicked the other two as her legs flew in an arc above her. Liyanna got to her feet, sensed another attack at ten o’clock. The glass whizzed past a centimeter from her nose. Pain stabbed her. A two-inch wide fragment had lodged itself on her left shoulder. Blood oozed from the wound. She tried to pry it out and ended up almost blacking out in pain. It had embedded itself in bone.

“Aw. We’ve only just started.” For a moment, he looked genuinely disappointed until it turned into a wicked grin. “Let the dance begin.”

Five large pieces of glass from behind him sped towards her. One of these, she observed, went through him. As Liyanna avoided the attacks as much as possible, she realized two things. First, this man liked to play with his victims. Second, she was losing focus as pain lanced down her arm and shoulder. To detach herself from her injury, she focused on defense and observed her torturer. She began to see little things about him: how his facial features didn’t quite catch the laboratory’s lighting; how he could move around unobstructed by inanimate objects and vice versa; how his shoes weren’t ruined by the wet floor; how the puddles remained undisturbed in his wake; and how he kept his distance from the bars separating her from him. When she got the chance to move closer to her opponent, she could see right through him. A hologram? But it didn’t make sense when he has an aura. As she bent low to avoid getting her head sliced open, she picked a piece of glass in each hand. The smile on the man’s face turned into a scowl.  A dozen jagged glass shards threatened her from opposite directions.

Liyanna threw her weapons towards him, twisting in midair and narrowly avoided being sliced to pieces. She landed in a crouch. One of her own had struck a solid object attached to the hologram. It was in his breast pocket.

“You cannot harm me, Liyanna,” he said, brushing the front of his suit.

Liyanna kept her face blank. She had gotten accustomed to his attacks by now. He was serious when he said dance. The man was making her move to a rhythm through shards of glass. The knowledge boosted her confidence. Eventually, calmness overcame pain and fear, enabling her to initiate her Merkaba.

It was time to end it.

Light surrounded her being. It protected her from further injury as she advanced on her enemy and plucked the object from his pocket, taking her directly to the mastermind of this sadistic game.

The place she arrived in was dim. There was a light behind her. She turned around saw a large screen looming before her. It showed the place she had just escaped from. Liyanna looked around her. People in formal gowns and suits had their eyes fixed on her. She was standing on the platform with Fred at the speaker’s lectern. He held a larger version of the tablet S7 had loaned from the security guard. The bronze pocketwatch she had snatched earlier matched Fred’s aura.

“You?!”

Fred grinned and clapped his hands. “Bravo!”

Security guards near the exit had opened the doors. People were leaving. The audience was only interested in a show when it didn’t involve the possibility of one of them getting hurt. And the last report they had from the main office said that the main server and its backup had been completely destroyed. They were upset that one of their investments had gone up in flames and had rooted for Fred to fix the problem. But they had not anticipated that she would leave the stage set up for her and turn up in their ballroom.

“You’re not the only one who’s clever in keeping secrets, Alena.” His head snapped to the side at the same time Liyanna was flung against the wall. “How come you get to keep your looks and I don’t?” He raised his chin and her feet left the floor. “I don’t really mind, though. I used to hate looking in the mirror and seeing how much we resemble each other.”

“When did you remember?”

“I don’t quite recall the exact date. I believe it was in college. I hitched a ride with Peter when a drunken truck driver swerved and hit us. It was very disorienting to have two memories that I accidentally killed two of the best doctors in the country. And then I met his father. He did a great job concealing their deaths and helped me understand what was happening to me and the world.

“It took me a while to realize what was right under our noses. Alas! Our common friend Arty was from Merleina and you were Alena. Two thorns persistently stuck in my side. So, I waited.

“I had you watched and sent the drone to finish you. Peter had gone after me knowing that I pilfered the drone from his father’s laboratory. Yes, poor Peter who was only doing his father’s bidding by staying at my side, became the unlucky witness when I burned your house to the ground. You see, I was so furious with myself for not anticipating Arty being present at the scene. But now I understand why I didn’t get to kill you that day.

“I have a proposition for you, half-sister.” He moved closer to her. “Surrender and I shall let your friends go.” The screen flickered and refocused. The scene had changed. The camera focused on two people kneeling on the floor at gunpoint. “Fight, you and your friends die.”

“What did the Zertans offer you?” She looked at the screen.

“The Zertans offered me power to rule the world. They still want you, especially now that your friends have completely destroyed all our research and stole our subjects. They prefer that I deliver you alive.

“It was easy luring you here when your boyfriend showed up and I saw what everyone else did not. A bond as old as yours would reawaken and strengthen, particularly when nurtured with love. Love was your and father’s downfall and it will be again – my mistake. You’ve already fallen.” He patted her cheek.

“You forgot one thing.” Fred frowned, his hand stayed on her face. “I’m not Alena. I’m Liyanna.”Her vision blurred. She was seeing two Pellinors instead of one. Her hands and feet were cold. Liyanna was quickly losing control. Her present environment was overpowering her hypersensitive senses. All she wanted was to curl into a ball and be left alone.

It seemed a long time had passed when she felt the energies passing through her became bearable. Her head cradled in Pellinor’s arms, she opened her eyes to see his trained on hers. She stared back and averted her gaze when he would not.

“How are you feeling?” Gently, Pellinor helped her sit up.

“Better.” Liyanna wondered on how he was able to help. She noticed he had not released her hand and gave it a pointed look.

“I am a part of Mother Ethair. I’m siphoning your surplus of energies to Earth. As long as we have physical contact, you’ll be fine,” he explained. “If you still have his crystal, you can use it as a focus. It will lead you to him.”

Clutching the stone, she concentrated. Liyanna saw the same vision: Arturion floating in a stasis chamber, with tubes attached to him. This time, however, she looked outside the tank. The contraption was connected to cables attached to machines that three scientists were operating on. The monitor’s screens reflected on their faces.  It flashed red. Not a good sign. The men were also entering commands into the system. She glanced at Arturion and examined his aura. It was fading just like her mother’s before she died. Quickly, she looked at the screens. His vital signs were dropping one by one… The scientists were shutting down the machines.

Taking Pellinor with her, they reappeared behind the scientists. Liyanna snatched Pellinor’s blow dart from his belt and tranquilized the men, while her partner loosed two bolts in rapid succession towards the stasis chamber. The first put a dent on the surface, the second hit the same spot. The glass cracked and extended outward. Inside, a bubble formed. Pellinor ducked behind the computers with Liyanna. The water burst from its container, swamping the whole laboratory. A warning bell blared within the facility. Steel bars appeared behind them from ceiling to floor. It divided the laboratory into three rings. It encircled the damaged chamber, the area where the scientists work, and the last two feet away from the wall and the door. It wouldn’t be long before security guards arrived. Thankfully, Arturion’s body had been swept away from the chamber. He lay prone on the floor, deathly pale and naked. She placed two fingers on his neck. The pulse throbbed faintly, then went painfully still.

“No, no, no! You can’t die.” She could See his spirit lingering beside them. “Arty, stay with us. The bond – if you give up now, you’ll be taking me with you.”

I’m sorry, Arturion said. You’ll have to find another way. You have to go now. He set this trap knowing you’ll come if you knew I was in danger. He had them kill me…

“Live. Please.” Liyanna gathered healing energy into her hands and used it to energize his heart. More energy poured into her as she gave him more.

 Let me go.

Seconds painfully ticked by when Pellinor suddenly said: “Liyanna. He’s breathing.” He pulled her hands away. Liyanna saw Arturion’s chest rise and fall. At the middle of it, a faint line appeared. The bond was weak but intact. Liyanna had saved him and the energy she shared with Arturion would sustain him. But there was one last thing she must do before going home.

‘Could you take him home?” Liyanna smiled when Pellinor hesitated. “I’ve drained my excess energies reviving him. I’ll meet up with the others,” she promised, seeing no need to tell him that she might not be able come back.

“Be safe.” Pellinor covered Arturion with his coat, hefted him into his arms and disappeared.

She waited. The warning bell went dead as well as the electricity. It was Reno’s doing.  She counted six seconds before the generator reactivated the lights. Liyanna hoped they got everyone out.

A deep chuckle echoed within the walls of the laboratory. A leg passed through the door, then a head. A tall, pale, blonde man in his thirties crossed the room, unhindered by the solid objects in his path. Power, dark and dense, exuded from him. He gave her a once over and said: “We meet again, sister.”

Suddenly, an invisible force slammed her against the cage. The bars shuddered at the impact, reverberating in her bones. Liyanna had not even seen him blink.

“Rather, half-sister.” He paced languidly. “It’s not nice to invite yourself and not say hi to the guest of honor.”

“I thought I was invited.” She leaned heavily at the bars.

“Oh, you’re the entertainment. Yes, it fits you better than a guest.” He tapped his chin, thoughtfully. “You never learn, do you?” The man seemed to expect an answer. The problem was, memories of her past life failed to give her details of what he was talking about. “You look so much like that woman. Shall we see where your similarities end?” His lip curled into a smile.

Glass from the damaged stasis chamber lifted off the floor. One of the smaller pieces zoomed past him and continued its path towards her. Liyanna dropped to the side at the last moment, the glass nicking her ear. She reached for the staff on her back but decided against it. There wasn’t enough room to use it. The staff would only hinder her movements.

“Lucky save, that one.” He clapped his hands. “Let’s do it again.”

Three more came at her. She rolled away from one and kicked the other two as her legs flew in an arc above her. Liyanna got to her feet, sensed another attack at ten o’clock. The glass whizzed past a centimeter from her nose. Pain stabbed her. A two-inch wide fragment had lodged itself on her left shoulder. Blood oozed from the wound. She tried to pry it out and ended up almost blacking out in pain. It had embedded itself in bone.

“Aw. We’ve only just started.” For a moment, he looked genuinely disappointed until it turned into a wicked grin. “Let the dance begin.”

Five large pieces of glass from behind him sped towards her. One of these, she observed, went through him. As Liyanna avoided the attacks as much as possible, she realized two things. First, this man liked to play with his victims. Second, she was losing focus as pain lanced down her arm and shoulder. To detach herself from her injury, she focused on defense and observed her torturer. She began to see little things about him: how his facial features didn’t quite catch the laboratory’s lighting; how he could move around unobstructed by inanimate objects and vice versa; how his shoes weren’t ruined by the wet floor; how the puddles remained undisturbed in his wake; and how he kept his distance from the bars separating her from him. When she got the chance to move closer to her opponent, she could see right through him. A hologram? But it didn’t make sense when he has an aura. As she bent low to avoid getting her head sliced open, she picked a piece of glass in each hand. The smile on the man’s face turned into a scowl.  A dozen jagged glass shards threatened her from opposite directions.

Liyanna threw her weapons towards him, twisting in midair and narrowly avoided being sliced to pieces. She landed in a crouch. One of her own had struck a solid object attached to the hologram. It was in his breast pocket.

“You cannot harm me, Liyanna,” he said, brushing the front of his suit.

Liyanna kept her face blank. She had gotten accustomed to his attacks by now. He was serious when he said dance. The man was making her move to a rhythm through shards of glass. The knowledge boosted her confidence. Eventually, calmness overcame pain and fear, enabling her to initiate her Merkaba.

It was time to end it.

Light surrounded her being. It protected her from further injury as she advanced on her enemy and plucked the object from his pocket, taking her directly to the mastermind of this sadistic game.

The place she arrived in was dim. There was a light behind her. She turned around saw a large screen looming before her. It showed the place she had just escaped from. Liyanna looked around her. People in formal gowns and suits had their eyes fixed on her. She was standing on the platform with Fred at the speaker’s lectern. He held a larger version of the tablet S7 had loaned from the security guard. The bronze pocket watch she had snatched earlier matched Fred’s aura.

“You?!”

Fred grinned and clapped his hands. “Bravo!”

Security guards near the exit had opened the doors. People were leaving. The audience was only interested in a show when it didn’t involve the possibility of one of them getting hurt. And the last report they had from the main office said that the main server and its backup had been completely destroyed. They were upset that one of their investments had gone up in flames and had rooted for Fred to fix the problem. But they had not anticipated that she would leave the stage set up for her and turn up in their ballroom.

“You’re not the only one who’s clever in keeping secrets, Alena.” His head snapped to the side at the same time Liyanna was flung against the wall. “How come you get to keep your looks and I don’t?” He raised his chin and her feet left the floor. “I don’t really mind though. I used to hate looking in the mirror and seeing how much we resemble each other.”

“When did you remember?”

“I don’t quite recall the exact date. I believe it was in college. I hitched a ride with Peter when a drunken truck driver swiveled and hit us. It was very disorienting to have two memories that I accidentally killed two of the best doctors in the country. And then I met his father. He did a great job concealing their deaths and helped me understand what was happening to me and the world.

“It took me a while to realize what was right under our noses. Alas! Our common friend Arty was from Merleina and you were Alena. Two thorns persistently stuck in my side. So, I waited.

“I had you watched and sent the drone to finish you. Peter had gone after me knowing that I pilfered the drone from his father’s laboratory. Yes, poor Peter who was only doing his father’s bidding by staying at my side, became the unlucky witness when I burned your house to the ground. You see, I was so furious with myself for not anticipating Arty being present at the scene. But now I understand why I didn’t get to kill you that day.

“I have a proposition for you, half-sister.” He moved closer to her. “Surrender and I shall let your friends go.” The screen flickered and refocused. The scene had changed. The camera focused on two people kneeling on the floor at gunpoint. “Fight, you and your friends die.”

“What did the Zertans offer you?” She looked at the screen.

“The Zertans offered me power to rule the world. They still want you, especially now that your friends have completely destroyed all our research and stole our subjects. They prefer that I deliver you alive.

“It was easy luring you here when your boyfriend showed up and I saw what everyone else did not. A bond as old as yours would reawaken and strengthen, particularly when nurtured with love. Love was your and father’s downfall and it will be again – my mistake. You’ve already fallen.” He patted her cheek.

“You forgot one thing.” Fred frowned, his hand stayed on her face. “I’m not Alena. I’m Liyanna.”

Mindy

They were running away from the building, rather S7 and the Black Guard carrying her on his shoulder. They had gone after her when they realized she had taken the slip, Mindy couldn’t believe they were leaving her best friend – their Very Important Person – their Liyanna – behind to save their asses!

“Put me down!” She thumped the Guard’s back with her fists and tried more than once to kick him.

“Hey, wildcat. Stop struggling.” S7 looked tired and exasperated with her.

She hit the Guard’s back with renewed vigor. One of her fists clipped S7’s ear.

“Oi, watch it!”

“I can’t leave her out there.” She swiped at her eyes.

“You don’t get it, do you? She left us.” S7 glanced at her. “Besides, she’s a helluva fighter, not a harmless kitten.”

She stopped kicking. Mindy had forgotten how strong her friend had become. She wished for a sign that Liyanna was okay.

“What is that?” Mindy pointed at the beam of light piercing the night sky which seemed to go on forever. No one answered. Probably the Guard knew but he wasn’t sure. His thoughts had gone blank just as his mouth sagged at what came next. Strange red and green lights swarmed around the light and stayed for a while. When the beam of light vanished, the colored lights began to disperse. One of these headed in their direction and stopped right above them. A pillar of light descended. A Being, inhumanly tall and slender with a body covered in blue scales, carried the limp and bloodied form of her best friend.

“Tina!” Mindy squirmed out of her Guard and fell on the ground. She wanted to run to Liyanna but S7 caught her arm and wouldn’t let go.

“It’s not human.” S7 was afraid.

The pearly silvery scales on the Being’s head glowed as he studied Liyanna with big, dark blue pupils. The tips of his three-fingered hands lit neon blue and spread throughout Liyanna. Her wounds closed and the glass in her shoulder eased out and fell on the grass.

Mindy wrenched her arm free and approached the Being, who gently placed Liyanna in the arms of the Guard.

Up close, the Being was taller. Geez, he must be eight feet tall, she thought.

I am both he and she. The Being’s eyes fell on hers. There was humor in his/her mental voice.

“Umm. Thank you for saving her,” Mindy said.

She is still needed. The Being retreated to the pillar of light and vanished. The lights above moved again and for a while, no one spoke as it disappeared into the clouds.

“What was that?” S7 asked.

“Schkwastch of the Galactic Federation,” the Guard replied. “He came to tell us that the world wouldn’t be seeing this organization again after tonight. All members, who have an influence on society, will be placed under the Federation’s rehabilitation program. The Zertans have lost one of their top dogs.”

 

*****

 

Pellinor the cat leaped onto Liyanna bed. He circled on a specific spot, stretched, sat, and started licking a paw. He was developing the habits of a real cat.

“How is she?” he asked Mindy, in between switching paws for cleaning.

“She’s awake,” Liyanna managed a watery smile. She had completely recovered three days after infiltrating enemy territory. Liyanna had told them about Fred, who turned out to be the reincarnated half-brother of the first Liyanna, and how he used actors to pose as S7 and Mindy for leverage. Thanks to S7, Liyanna discovered her ability to reawaken Fred’s humanity by flooding his darkness with light. The same light Mindy and the others witnessed which had drawn enough attention for the Galactic Federation to intervene.

It was after Pellinor had requested a private audience with Liyanna that she locked herself up in her room. She wouldn’t speak to anyone until Mindy came to visit and eventually decided to stay for a week.

Liyanna revealed that she had unwittingly shared her blood with S7 when she threw the piece of glass at him in Arturion’s house. Knowing that it had set off ascension symptoms in him, Liyanna had asked Sara to help the man adjust to their world. The high priestess had accepted S7 and sent a letter through Pellinor regarding Arturion’s return to consciousness with neither memories of his abduction nor Liyanna. The cause of his amnesia could be the result of the powerful spell he had cast upon himself before the abduction; or, the severe trauma he received during his imprisonment.

Liyanna was quick to cry but she had always picked herself up and moved forward after a few days. Mindy worried over her as the days passed and Liyanna was still depressed. Kelor-dan’s kingdom was also experiencing an unprecedented storm – a reflection of Liyanna’s emotion, as Pellinor had stated matter-of-factly.

The Devatas quietly went about their day-to-day activities. Several came to drop presents for their beloved Liyanna and ask after her. Gifts continued to pile up that the dryad Theona had to open another room as a storage area. Pellinor became a permanent fixture in Liyanna’s chambers, frequently sleeping at the foot of her bed. At some point during the day, the cat would vanish but Mindy would always find him curled up in bed in the wee hours of the morning.

Pellinor gazed at Liyanna with narrowed eyes. Eventually, he said: “Good. The Rituvan has gotten himself in trouble.”

Liyanna propped herself up on her elbow. “Trouble?”

“The Sorceress came to visit the Prince and bumped into the Rituvan.”

“Your mother saw him?”

“Bumped – crashed – collided. She banished him to his country.”

“They won’t accept him.” Liyanna flung the blankets off her.

“If word comes out that he left your side, whatever the circumstances, he will be persecuted.”

“You don’t sound worried.” Her head popped out behind the divider of her dressing room.

“He is your responsibility, not mine.”

“What kind of trouble is he in?” Mindy asked. She was getting annoyed with his antics.

A bird of prey screeched outside. Beyond the door, a falcon burst through the willow’s leaves and into Liyanna’s bedroom. It perched onto the bed’s headboard. A scar near its eye made it look fiercer and confirmed the Rituvan’s identity.

Liyanna emerged in a warm green dress and walked up to the large bird.

“She turned him,” she said.

“Don’t look so surprised,” Pellinor said, bitterly. “The Sorceress promised that if he returned to our realm, she would change him.” He leaped from the bed and padded toward the door, his tail swishing behind him. “Call me when you’re ready.”

“That cat has issues,” Mindy commented, hands on her hips. She had a nagging suspicion that Pellinor was glad of the Rituvan’s situation. It had effectively distracted Liyanna from her loneliness.

“It’s been hard for him.” Liyanna smiled, braiding her hair, while Theona placed her breakfast tray on the bedside table and helped her lace up her boots.

“The last few weeks have been for everyone.” Especially for you.

The smile slid from her face. Liyanna was about to push the tray away when she noticed Theona looking sadly at it.

“They say time heals.” She nibbled on bread for Theona’s benefit, who happily withdrew to her tree.

“You’re not going back with me, are you?” Mindy knew the answer to that, but couldn’t help asking.

“I don’t belong in your world anymore, Mindy. I’ve changed too much.”

“I know. But you’ll visit, right?” Mindy sat beside Liyanna and clasped her hand. “You’ll still attend my birthday party?”

Liyanna grinned. “Of course, I will.”

“Umm.” Mindy forehead wrinkled. “Since you’re supposed to be dead, what should I call you when you show up? Karina? Liyanna?”

For the first time in days, Liyanna laughed.

“Hey! This is serious.” Mindy playfully punched her arm. She was glad to hear her friend laugh.

“You can call me any name you want.” Liyanna pulled her best friend close to her. “I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you, too.” Mindy returned the hug. Her friend may be an all-powerful Liyanna; but to Mindy, she would always be her best friend.

 


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A/N: Feel free to post your feedback as this is the first book. Your comments and suggestions may influence the story as it progresses up to the second book.

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