Awaken the Elements (Elemental Trilogy)

Awaken the Elements (Elemental Trilogy) by Ellie Potts Read Free Book Online

Book: Awaken the Elements (Elemental Trilogy) by Ellie Potts Read Free Book Online
Authors: Ellie Potts
do with the severity of the wound a person received. If you came up against the infected you either hoped you could get away without a mark, or have them munch you quickly until nothing was left.
     
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                  Over in a hidden trailer outside the edge of the mall property Mabon was watching Aarawn. “What are you doing?” he asked.
                  “I’m nosy,” Aarawn said as he pricked his finger with the tip of his dagger.
                  “You know what Pyrus said.” He watched as Aarawn made a small smear of his blood on the back of a mirror.
                  “I know, but you have to admit you’re curious too.” They watched the mirror cloud up, and then they could see the inside of the mall.
                  “Show me our sisters.” The mirror showed Autumn. She was sitting there, her eyes puffy and red.
                  “She looks like you, little cat,” Aarawn said with a smirk.
                  Mabon ignored him and stared at his twin with interest. “We don’t have the same eyes,” he said. “Hers are green. But the hair is the same.” He reached out to touch the mirror, but the picture faded, showing Anatha.
                  Aarawn looked at his sister. “You’re right, our eyes don’t match, but we have the same hair color. How come Anatha and I get the brown copper and you and Autumn get red? She’s fire. You two are just water and earth.”
    “Our mother had red hair.”
    He watched his sister walk around the store she had taken over. “I will protect her, for my mother’s sake.”
                  “Your mother?” Mabon asked.
                  “What of it?” Aarawn turned his light grey eyes to Mabon. They were so light he almost looked blind. They darkened quickly, turning the color of thunderclouds.
                  “You still have the dreams?”
                  He looked back at the mirror as it started to cloud over again. “Sometimes, but that’s because I’m more in tune with those things. They say she’s dead, but I feel her, and I know she is somewhere out there,” He looked back at Mabon, and his eyes lightened. “So, where’s your cat?” He laughed, shaking his long brown hair around him.
                  Mabon shot him a spiteful glance. “He doesn’t like spiders.”
                  “Sure,” Aarawn said, putting the mirror down.

Chapter 4
     
                  Autumn couldn’t get back to sleep and didn’t feel like lying in bed. She decided to get up and explore the mall, perfect timing to do it by herself. She walked out of the pillow store and paused, head cocked, listening for a while. The mall was as silent as it could be. A good thing. She didn’t feel like being bothered at the moment. For the first time in a few weeks, she needed some alone time.
                  The lights were dimmed. Just bright enough so people could get around without tripping on something. She silently made her way around the shops on the third floor. Not daring to go inside, she had no clue where everyone was sleeping.
                  Walking to the elevator, she noticed the room temperature. It was just a little colder than normal. Probably set about sixty or so. No more bitching about the electric bill now. Thinking about it made her chuckle, and she coughed it back. All she needed was uncontrollable giggles someone might hear. She listened to the little noises. It was the little noises that were usually the most frightening. The giggles hit her again. Still in control, she pressed the call button of the elevator. She thought of anything, asking herself silly questions.  It was the only thing that kept her from thinking about the zombies surrounding them.
                  Getting in the elevator, she pressed the number two button. She leaned back against

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