The Syndicate

I followed her to the guest bedroom and she sat on the bed. All my stuff was still in there so i decided to change into my pjs. “Did you know that we were powerful?” She asked as I stripped down to my bra and panties.

“Of course I knew that, I just didn’t think we were sacrifice worthy though, and what did he mean by all five of us?” I said slipping into a pair of blue, plaid pajama pants and a grey tank top.

“Well i don’t know who the other two are but I do know that there are more than five of us unless he has already eliminated the weaker ones…” Psychro said as I sat on the bed with my legs crossed.

“How many are there? And how strong are we?” I said rustling my wings against my back.

“Well my magic can freeze things without me trying to, but thats not too powerful and I can’t even use my magic to its full capacity. The only special thing i can use is dark magic but it’s forbidden.”

I stared at Psychro’s horn, “what about Desani?”

She sighed and said, “well if you didn't notice he heals quickly, but I couldn't tell you why hes like how he is. I’ve tried doing research about him and his markings over his eye, and even his cutie mark. Nothing scares him either, it’s strange.”

She took a breath and I asked, “how did you see his cutie mark?”

Her cheeks flushed and she said, “its a really long story I’ll tell you another time. Did you noticed that the markings under his eye with the triangle bleed when he got up from Magic shooting him?”

I answered, “no his hair was in the way, why?” She replied, “because it does that when he gets very mad, also his wings are pointed. And the things that are special about you, you should already know.”

“It doesn’t feel like I’m special, besides my wings being bigger than a normal pegasi, there isn't anything special about me.” I said picking up a pillow and hugging it.

“Me and you aren’t as powerful as Desani, but I’m more powerful than you,” Psychro said.

“Of course you are, then why couldn’t Magic kill me?”

“Well maybe it’s not that he couldn’t, what if he just didn’t want to yet. Or he didn’t want to do it in the middle of the street...There are many reasons why he didn’t or couldn’t.” Me and Psychro sat there in silence for a while.

Psychro yawned, “we should get to bed, I’ll check on Desani, if he's still sleeping I’ll move him in here.” She just nodded, gave me a hug and then walked to her room. I walked into the living room, Desani was passed out on the couch. I bent down and looked at his shoulder where he got shot, I moved his shirt over to look at it better. It was tinged red from the blood but it was dry, and there was no bullet hole. I ran a finger over it and it felt normal, no scar or anything. “Wow, she wasn’t joking,” I whispered as I stood up straight. He stirred and then I picked him up, “jeez you’re heavy,” I mumbled and carried him to the guest room. I layed him on the bed and turned off the light as I left the room. I layed down on the couch and turned on the T.V. as I slowly drifted off to sleep.