The dark descended as I tripped over the paving slab, only just catching my balance. I hated being out alone at night, but there was just something about walking around, unhindered by those who had tried to trap me. It gave me a buzz.
My coven had tried to warn me about being safe on the outside. The warlocks who promised to end our existence were getting pretty close to winning. With only ten witches left in the world, it wouldn’t take long for them to carry out their threat.
The scrape of something on the ground behind me made me look over my shoulder. A shudder travelled down my spine as the quiet street echoed every little sound. The apartment I shared with a new friend was only a few roads away. Would I make it in time?
If a warlock followed me, I would have to get creative. As a witch, I was almost powerless. Yeah, we’d been cursed a long time ago and there was barely any magic left, so the reason for my existence was pretty clear. Bring magic back to earth or else the witches would die out for good.
My footsteps sped up when the meow of a cat made me jump, forcing adrenaline to pump through my veins. Every single horror movie I’d ever watched flashed through my mind. And yet, the fear was real.
“Please,” I muttered to myself. “Don’t prove them right.”
The footstep sounded again. Propelling forward, I started to run, too terrified to stay cool. I wasn’t the most athletic, which was an understatement, but I managed to bolt down the street and into the next one within seconds.
Glancing over my shoulder, I shuddered as my gaze tried to find a warlock lurking in the shadows. There was nothing there, the streets were empty. Instead of slowing, I pelted it the rest of the way back to my apartment, too scared to even stop for fish and chips like I’d planned.
“Hey,” Kat, my flatmate, greeted me as I slammed the door shut behind me. “What’s up?”
Shrugging, I smiled, half dying as my breath huffed in and out. “Thought I heard someone behind me, you know how it is.”
Kat was settled on the sofa, remote in hand. “I hate when that happens.”
Unable to help myself, I laughed as I waved a hand in dismissal and went into the bathroom, fully intending to emerge myself in a hot bath for ten hours.
The bath filled quickly, allowing me to submerge myself within minutes. Shivers easing, I relaxed into the water and closed my eyes.
The blurred vision of Kat staring down at me made me jump. Pulling my head out of the water, I rubbed a hand over my face. She gasped when bathwater streamed from my mouth, pouring out of my lungs. My long brown hair stuck to my back, almost glued to my skin. I whipped a strand away from my mouth as I sat up.
“What the hell? You looked dead. I thought you were dead…!”
I tried to cover my nakedness, but Kat didn’t pay any attention.
“I can breathe underwater,” I said casually, climbing out of the bath and wrapping a towel around myself.
“You can breathe underwater?”