The Crystal by Jones M (the chimp paradox .txt) 📕

up to face me.

“You almost hit me with that fireball!” he yelled, totally freaking out at the moment. My eyes widened as his words hit me.

“I almost--” I said in a manner of repeating what he said in a question.

“Yes!” he replied with his eyes wide open.

“I am so sorry! That erwich mentioned my mother, and I snapped.”

He began to calm down, but he still seemed frightened.

“Emery, I’m sorry about the loss of your mother. However, you need to get a grip on yourself at times. You do not want to accidentally kill someone you care about.”

I nodded in agreement to Logan’ words. The singer gave me an understanding look before he went to check on Harry.

“That was close,” spoke Selena. I turned to give her a bored look before sighing over what had almost happened. The truth is, if I had actually killed Logan, I wouldn’t have forgiven myself. Even though he bullied me and left me half for dead.

A sudden thought came to mind.

Maybe the erwich wanted me to kill him!

I was furious once again. I couldn’t believe I was foolish enough to let the erwich get inside my head. It was a good thing that it was dead or else I would have cut it into pieces and fed its body to hungry polar bears in the Arctic.

Whoa! That was dark.

Logan was right. I needed to control my emotions before someone could possibly lose their life. I needed to have a calm mind and control over my urges.

Why was I chosen to be the crystal?

Selena’s P.O.V

It was a day after the dreaded erwich attack. Harry woke up an hour later with a migraine. Liam healed him, and he was back to normal, although he freaked out over what could have happened. Emery, the boys and I had teleported to Crystalia. We had engaged in light conversations with the Queen and Prince Erick before we told them about the attack that occurred in the hotel suite. They were glad that I was okay, but they were worried about the next attack. The erwiches had been really holding back if that incident was an example of how they could truly fight.

The Queen said that she would try to deal with the matter. Regarding the invisible rope-like thing that had me dangling mid-air in the hotel suite, it was apparently a rope of fire. It had been enchanted so that no witch could touch, even a crystal. It seemed weird and extremely worrisome that the erwiches had such an object.

“How is your boss?” I asked as Harry and Liam led me through the hallways of some building I had no knowledge of. The boys’ main manager had planned a meeting to talk to me. I had no idea of what it was about. The boys insisted that I go meet him, and I found myself saying yes to the cute pleading faces they had made earlier in the day.

“He’s okay,” Liam replied.

“No. I mean, what is he or she like? What should I expect of them? How should I act?”

“Just be you,” Harry replied with a smile. “He will love you.”

We came to a stop in front of a large brown mahogany door. Liam knocked. Anxiety gripped my heart, and I found myself thinking twice about what the boys and I had planned. I took in deep breaths to calm myself. I didn’t want to make myself a laughing stock.

“Come in!” a voice with a British accent shouted behind the door. Liam pushed the door open.

“After you,” he said.

“Oh please. You first,” I replied with a nervous smile. Liam shrugged before walking into the room. Harry followed next.

“Hello, boys! Nice to see you after quite a long time!” the same voice spoke with a cheery tone. The boys gave their replies and engaged in light conversation while I observed my surroundings. In front of me was a man with grayish-black hair. He had worn a casual gray shirt, and he had situated himself behind a black mahogany desk. Two black leather chairs were placed in front of the desk.

The gray walls around the room had me believing that the room was an office of some sort.

“We’d like you to meet our new friend, Selena,” Harry spoke. I snapped back to the conversation at hand when he mentioned me. I faced the person sitting in front of me.

“Hello, I’m Simon Cowell,” the man introduced himself with a serious expression, extending a hand in greeting. I released a small smile as I extended my own hand to shake his.

“Selena Trentstone,” I replied. Simon released a small smile before directing his attention to the boys beside me.

“Boys, I believe the two of us need some privacy.”

I felt more nervous at the moment.

“It’s okay! Don’t be nervous.”

“Knock him dead!”

Harry and Liam advised as they left the room. Once the door was closed, I felt some kind of loneliness. I moved towards Mr. Cowell’s desk. After repositioning one of the chairs to face him, I sat down and talked to him.

“I never got the chance to thank you for opening for us in one of the boys’ concert,” Simon said as he revealed a small smile.

“It was no problem. I wanted to help any way I could, even though it meant embarrassing myself in public.”

The boys’ boss laughed. My nerves began to ease.

“Embarrass yourself? Please. You were amazing and everyone, including you, knows it!”

I shrugged in reply with a smile of my own.

“How did you do it?” he asked. “How did you come up with an original song and end up making it sound so perfect?”

“I had help.”

“From the boys?” he asked.

“No,” I replied, not letting anything else go by. Simon released a small frown, but he ended up turning it back to a smile.

“Anyway, the reason I called you in is that I want to offer you a contract.”

“A contract?” I asked.

“A music contract,” he said as he opened his desk on his side and giving me a brown A4-size envelope. It looked bulky.

“Wait. You want me…” I trailed off.

“I’m offering you a chance to be a musician!”

What?

I never thought that would happen to me. I mean, I believed I had a wonderful voice, but not that good to actually have a career in music!

I shot up from my seat and did a little dance of excitement. My cheeks turned red as I remembered where I was. I sat back down on my seat. Instead of a frown, Simon gave me an amused smile.

“I don’t know what to say,” I replied as I looked at the brown folder, afraid of opening it.

“You don’t have to say anything. Take the rest of the week to think about it. I would not want you to do something you don’t want to do. If this is truly what you want, you can contact me. My numbers and e-mail are in the documents in that folder.”

“Oh my goodness! Thank you, Simon!” I said as I shot up from the seat with a smile.

“You’re welcome, Selena!” he said.

Minutes later, I was outside his office door. Liam and Harry had been waiting for me at the receptionist. I told them the great news, and they were happy for me.

I already knew what my answer was going to be once I exited Simon’s office. I just hoped things would turn out great and that Emery would support me on my decision.

CHAPTER 29

Third Person's P.O.V

Eva stared in surprise at what the magic mirror had revealed to her. She could not believe what had happened. 

Emery had lost her cool and almost killed someone!

"Your Majesty, I am very sorry about Thalia," Tevix was speaking as he approached the evil crystal. Eva stood still before turning to face Tevix with a knowing smile.

"I don't mind," Eva replied with a smile that brought unease to the erwich. "In fact, her noble sacrifice has brought something up that I had missed these past weeks."

"What is it your Majesty?" the erwich asked with a curious expression. With a smirk, Eva turned to face the magic mirror. Her left hand glowed green as she caressed the clear surface.

The reflective object revealed the moment when Eva was burnt by Emery. Tevix visibly winced at what was shown in front of him.

"I don't understand, your Majesty," Tevix replied. The queen sighed. With a snap of a finger, the moment was replaced by the usual view of gray clouds. Then the queen turned to face her second-in-command.

"When I killed Susan, Emery was furious. She got so angry that she burned me alive! Don't you see, Tevix? The plan was in front of us all along!"

The erwich was not following. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Eva noticed, and she sighed, knowing she had to explain further.

"Emery burnt me when I took out her mother's heart. She blew up an erwich for being happy about her mother's death and almost killed a fellow witch!"

"So we need to revive her mother and kill her again?"

"No, you idiot!" the evil queen yelled. "We can't do that. What I'm trying to say is Emery has a big heart. She cares for those around her. Did you even see what she did when I placed the rope of fire around Selena's neck? She would do anything just for their sake."

"So what are you suggesting, your Majesty?" the second in command asked. "That we kill everyone that the crystal cares about? I should tell you that she will find out that you weren't dead, and she will come for us all. She too is as powerful as you are, possibly even more, and she can obliterate us within seconds!"

The Queen thought over what Tevix said. She sighed in defeat, realizing that he was right.

"Damn it! I have no plan," she said. "It may take a while longer for us to reach the day our dynasty begins."

Eva had been walking around the room as she spoke. She came to a sudden stop and turned to face the erwich.

"What if we make them turn against her?"

Tevix thought over the words the Queen said.

"That seems impossible. How are we to do that, my queen?"

Eva's lips turned to form an evil smirk.

"I've seen that Erick has been having some nightmares about Emery. We could start with him then we'll slowly go to the others."

The Queen walked upstairs towards the top floor of one of her towers. Tevix followed behind her, eager to know what she had come up with.

They came to a stop in an empty cellar. It was the same one where Eva had killed Emery's mother. The pot was still in its position, but there were no contents in it.

"Get me these ingredients," she spoke as a piece of wrinkled paper formed on her hand. Tevix grasped it and inspected it. It was a list of ingredients to make a potion.

"It's time we manipulate the Prince's nightmares into our own hands."

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Dream

Screams pierced the air as witches ran towards Crystalia's castle and nearby buildings for cover. Erick witnessed in horror as something red brightened up the early morning or late evening sky; he couldn't tell. Then a distinct crackling sounded through Crystalia like thunder.

He looked up just in time to see the dome materialize into glass shards with glowing golden edges.

"Look out!" a guard yelled out. The people screamed, rushing faster towards safety. Erick moved away from the window and further into the safety of his room. His heart thudded irregularly increased as fear made its presence known.

The shards landing on the ground sounded through Crystalia. It was like glass breaking, but only louder. Once that was over, Erick went to the window to inspect the mess that had occurred. Parts of the castle exterior walls were glistening, indicating the presence of pieces of glass. Then they slowly disappeared.

The distinct sound of erboons approaching made Erick move to lock the window. One flew and banged itself on the window, making scratches appear on it. It screeched with red eyes, staring right at Erick. The Prince's eyes widened in horror. He ran to the door and quickly shut it before fleeing to the castle hallways.

In there, witches were moving about, screaming in fear while trying to exit the castle. Then he comprehended something.

It was the dream. It was the same nightmare Erick had been having, only this time he was without those he knew. Selena, the Ordinary Brothers, and his mother were not present. That seemed strange. The Prince believed it was another chance that he would have to find out what caused all of what he was seeing.

An erboon flew through one window and went after him. Erick stood, believing