Sculpted Heart

It has been three months since Cambio transferred part of his spirit to Atlantis before he died. Since then, Atlantis' physical appearance has slowly started to change, but she refuses to tell the rest of her family. Only Blaze knows, and the knowledge almost costs him his life. After Cambio temporarily takes over Atlantis' body and tries to kill Blaze, she realizes she needs to get away to protect her family. And so she goes to an art school in Venice, Italy. Atlantis is on the verge of losing

You will never be free of me!

Atlantis stared at her reflection in the mirror. It had been three months since she, her sisters, and her brother had fought their dad, and three months since her dad had transferred part of his spirit into her.

Her reflection hadn't changed too much, and the changes were so subtle they were hardly noticed unless you had been watching for them, like she had. Atlantis' skin had slowly gotten paler, and her gold eyes were now ringed in a dark charcoal. She sighed and touched the mirror. The surface rippled like water and her hand slid through it. Atlantis jerked her hand back, shocked. She had never been able to do that before, just another sign that Cambio's spirit had indeed taken hold in her and she was now gaining his powers. A soft knock sounded on the door.

"Come in," she said as she turned toward the door. Her half brother, Blaze walked in. He had moved in with the Keystones after his birth mother died shortly after Cambio.

Blaze sat on the black comforter. "Atlantis, you can't keep hiding in here."

She looked down at the charcoal marble floor. "Why not?"

"Because Genevieve is starting to get worried because you've been spending so much time alone."

Atlantis half smiled. "Mom worries too much."

Blaze leaned forward, the buckles on his leather jacket clinking softly. "Maybe she has reason to worry, Atlantis."

She slowly looked up into his eyes. "No, she doesn't."

"Why not? Cambio transferred part of his spirit to you, and things could happen."

Atlantis laughed harshly. "This coming from the guy who told me not to worry about it."

Blaze shrugged. "Well what do you want me to say, Atlantis? Cambio's spirit hasn't left, so it's taken hold. Maybe he's stronger than I thought."

Atlantis got up and walked across the room to a metal tree she'd made a couple years back.

Blaze came up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Some parts of you have already changed. You're paler and your eyes have more charcoal in them than they used to," he said, his voice soft.

Atlantis shrugged his hand off and touched a copper leaf. "It's just a physical appearance, though. That's nothing big."

Blaze sighed. "I know, but if he can change your physical appearance, how long will it be until he can change more?"

Atlantis whirled around and faced him. "Blaze, I appreciate the concern, but I'll be fine. Cambio isn't going to be doing anything, not to me."

"Everything okay?" Peter asked as he pushed open the door.

"Everything's fine, dad. Blaze and I were just talking."

Peter nodded. "Okay. I just popped in to let you know that dinner's ready."

Atlantis walked out the door and headed down the hallway covered in family pictures.

Peter looked at Blaze. "Something's bothering Atlantis. Do you know what it is?"

Blaze shook his head. "Don't know, she hasn't said anything to me."

Peter nodded. "Just let me know if she does tell you anything, okay? She's seemed so pensive and upset since you guys saved Az."

"She has. We all kind of have been," Blaze replied as they walked down the hallway. "My sisters are lucky, Cambio was nowhere near as good of a dad as you are."

"That's something Gen and I wanted to talk to you about at dinner. You've been living with us for the past few months, and we consider you family. We'd like to make you family if you want."

Blaze stopped walking and looked at him. "You want to adopt me?"

Peter nodded. "I know you're seventeen and old enough to be on your own, but Gen and I think of you as a son, and we'd like to make you our son."

Blaze smiled, a rare thing for him to do. "I'd like that…dad."

Peter smiled. "Let's go join the girls and tell them the good news."

The End

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