CHAPTER 8 - SOUTH

I have been hidden for years now. I am here in an enclosed area living with a pet, a wild bear. His name is Pygmy. Taken from my second name, I am Meta Pygmy. I am here to focus on how I will develop such a sixth sense which cannot be done by anyone. I am surrounded by numerous metals. That's why they named me Meta. I have to develop a sense that can destroy a man even without doing anything. What foolishness is that? Meta surrounded by metals, it annoys me when the children in our neighborhood tell me. One of the major reasons why I immediately accepted to be jailed here. If I am not mistaken, I have been here for almost four years, and Pygmy has grown bigger and bigger. I owe him so much. He served as my friend, a listener, and sometimes when I am sleeping on his legs I feel like he's embracing me. In short, Pygmy has been my all for the past years.

I was focusing on the tin can now. I am wondering if I can destroy it just like how I did with papers and plastics. It also worked with sticks and plants. I haven't tried it with a living creature like animals and even in humans. A loud clanging on the door suddenly broke the silence and soothes into my nerves. This kind of noise never happened since I have been here. I took my gun with me. I saw traces of blood and it is heading to Pygmy's room. It gave me a bad feeling.

I saw a huge snake wrapping my breathless Pygmy.

It was his blood that was scattered. I can't think of anything to do, so I shoot it at the tail and it destructed him. He let Pygmy and I haw him fall into the ground. The snake was trying to escape. I made a deep breath and followed it. I focused on it. The snake suddenly stopped. I concentrated more. I saw it twisted in pain. I am shocked that it worked. I lost control, it manages to crawl out. I ran faster than I could and I saw it at the fences. I didn't miss any minute and focused on it again. I can feel that it was about to die when someone covered it and the pressure was transferred to that person.

"Stop, Meta. Please stop!" she shouted.

I know that voice, it was my best friend's. I let go of the concentration. But it was too late. The snake is dead.

"How could you do this, Meta? How could you kill a living creature?" she cried.

"That creature you are holding killed Pygmy."

"Who is Pygmy? Who the hell was that for you to kill my pet?" I can feel the grief in her voice.

I chuckled, "Pygmy. Pygmy has been with me when everyone turned their back on me when they knew I would be living here. Everyone believed that I will turn into a monstrous Princess if I will be enclosed here. Everyone left me, and that includes you, Nica!"

"Are we wrong? You just turned into one, Meta! You killed a living snake!"

"Your precious pet snake killed mine first!" I shouted back, "We were living here peacefully, Nica. But your pet intrude us and killed Pygmy!"

"That's a natural animal instinct for God's sake, Meta!"

"What a lame reasoning, Nica. Well that," I pointed at the snake, "That was my instinct too, to kill who killed my treasure first."

My best friend whom I treasure the most refused the offer to live with me in here because she was scared of the person I would become after the training that I will have undergone. She was one with those who doubted me. Instead of believing that I can pass the trials and live a normal life after this, she turned me into a stranger.

I am truly devastated. No one will be here from now on to share my burdens. There's nothing in here that will lighten up my mood. I am all alone again. After I clean the bloodstains of Pygmy, I decided to bury him outside this enclosure. Guide and guard me always, Pygmy.

Since my power was used on a living creature, I am afraid that it can happen again when I can't handle my emotions. I found myself making a can fly and I did it. I tried to crumple it while up there and I also made it. I jumped out of joy. Pygmy taught me this. I knew this because of him but his death still isn't the right price for it.

A knock on my door woke me up from wondering.

"Good evening, Princess Meta."

"What are you doing here? Did you know that you disturbed me with my training?"

"The King and Queen were asking you to come with us to the palace, Your Highness."

I think something came up. I should stay here for another four years until my coronation. But why did they call me suddenly?

"Is there something wrong?"

"You will know when we get there, Princess."

When we reached the palace, "Sorry for the delay, Princess. The palace guards are having a hard time opening the gate," they informed me.

I came out of the carriage, "Tell everyone to stay away from the gate."

"The palace guards can handle it—"

"I can't wait any longer, idiot!"

I put all my attention on the gate. I didn't know if I can do this. This was millions compared with my tin cans. But what's wrong with trying. I felt a strong pressure around me.

"Stop it, Princess��" a soldier was trying to stop me.

I pointed my hand in his direction and wipe him out of my sight. He flew to the side.

"How will my parents survive if someone will attack them from the inside with this kind of gate, huh? How will everyone manage to escape with this crappy gate!"

And with that, I managed to open the gate. I felt some hot fluid on my nose. As I wipe it, its blood.

"Are you okay, Meta?" my father rushed to me.

"What kind of gate was that? You are all safe if the attack will come from the outside. But what if it'll come from inside. Dad, change that hella gate."

"Did you did it, Meta?" Mom asked.

"Did what, Mom?"

"Did you open the gate yourself?"

I can see amusement with Mom's eyes, "Yes, Mom. I did that."

She hugged me, "I'm happy that you did. You are ready to enter the Mythical Island."

I looked at Dad, "Let her calm down first, Estelle. Don't rush her."

"No, I'm fine. Did you already hear anything from that island, Dad?"

Dad sighed, "Yes, Meta. And they were asking you to be there."

"I am ready for it. Bring it on!"

"I won't let you go there, Meta!" Dad said.

"But that was the reason why you send me in that area right? Why wouldn't I go there?"

"I can't bear to lose you, My Daughter."

"I can manage, Dad—"

"I said no! I will send someone else."

"I'll go, Dad. I have too. I will be the next leader of this nation so I should prove myself to everyone who didn't believe in me."

"I am proud of you, my daughter," Mother said.

I will go there no matter what. Watch me until I prove everyone wrong.