Wow, everything was happening so fast! I had had no idea that the lives of the descendants of the Atlanteans were so hectic! One minute I was being drained by that evil vampire (I felt sad inside at the thought since I would never be able to look at one in the same way again, despite the impact Rory had on my life), the next it had been killed by Will and Zoey, and the next, there was an angel called Alexander and a new guy called Eoin! How did all this stuff happen to us?
I had chosen the smallest room in the house because I didn't feel as good as all the others. Even Eoin was better than me in my opinion because he'd gotten here in a really cool way. I felt like invisibility was an inferior power in comparison to everyone ele's (the reason I had told Jade I hadn't found mine yet) and I wasn't really useful in these battle situations. I wondered if I should really be here. I wasn't a fighter, no matter how hard I tried to tell myself I hated these supernatural creatures. Perhaps it was the fact that I was in love with a supernatural creature that made this mission so difficult. But I reckoned it was more to do with the fact I was a pacifist and Rory had shown me that there was true, deep love in the world to be felt. You couldn't hate anyone after you'd been loved by Rory. Not really.
I didn't want to go home, though. Not yet. Despite what Ben said, I would feel like a coward if I didn't see this through. Who knew? Perhaps this mission would increase my self-confidence and inner strength.
As the rest of the team dispersed, I hung back. Ben noticed me and smiled.
"Something you want to say, Charley?" he asked.
I nodded. "Is it okay ... if I don't fight? I mean, I'd like to stay but fighting's ... not really my thing. I'll stay out of the way when all you guys are fighting: that won't be a problem. I just can't go without seeing what happens."
Ben nodded, looking understanding. "Sure thing."
Eve appeared at the door, smiling at Ben.
Ben smiled at me again and said "Well, see you later, Ben."
Ben and Eve disappeared, leaving me alone.
I poured myself a glass of water and sipped slowly.
I heard a soft rustle behind me and turned to see Alexander.
"Hi," he said.
"Hey." He was really handsome, that guy... I thought of Rory and felt a sharp pang of loneliness.
Alexander looked sympathetic: perhaps angels were telepathic.
"I know about Rory," he murmured. "He's one of a kind. If he were here now, I'd shake his hand. But every other creature out here is bad. Don't be so quick to trust."
"Thank you," I said.
He smiled. "You're welcome."
And he too left.
When I'd finished my water, I returned to my room.