I Am The Luna

'We won't succeed, will we?' I ask Zade, my eyes fixed on Zion.

'We won't know until we try. There's always hope,' he replies. Our eyes meet, and I nod. He's right, I can't give up before even trying.

I look around the room, knowing that everyone must be feeling similar to how I am right now. The fear of not knowing if this is going to work or not is beginning to eat me up.

We all gather around, linking hands and placing those linked hands on top of Shelby. My heart is thumping as I close my eyes, listening to Zaia's soothing words as she guides the children.

"Reach within yourself, believe in what you are trying to do, and it will be..."

Believe.

I feel the shift within me, feel the surge of my powers within me glowing around me, as I tighten my hold on Atticus and Zade's hands, my heart thundering and I open my eyes. There's a soft glow around us all we've all managed to summon something, but it doesn't seem to hold that powerful energy I'm certain should be stronger.

It's wrapping around Shelby's body, but it isn't doing more...

Come on...

We've positioned ourselves with our triquetras, hoping that might help a little, although we are all holding onto one another. I see the concentration on everyone's faces as we all will for her to get better. Come on....

The light brightens before it suddenly diminishes, and then it's gone.

"Try again," Sebastian says curtly.

We do, but this time the light is even weaker... for a split second it flares before it sparkles into a fizz.

It's as Sebastian said... it doesn't work anymore...

We try again, and this time it's Atticus who curses as he pulls away and turns his back to us. "It's not working!" he says, his voice thick as he tries to hide his emotions.

"Maybe if you don't fucking lose hope so fast and try again?" Zade suggests.

"Am I doing it wrong?" Xander asks, making my heart clench.

"Oh baby, not at all, well done." Zaia smiles down at him reassuringly and he nods, closing his eyes and furrowing his brow. "Let's try once more," she adds, trying to sound impassive, but I can see that the failure is upsetting her.

I look at Shelby and smile warmly. "Even if this doesn't work, we are going to do everything we can to find a solution," I promise.

She nods. "Of course, I have no doubt, but I am alright. Atticus, darling.....”

He looks back at her and shakes his head, refusing to meet her gaze as we join hands again and try once more.

I reach deep inside, willing my powers to come forth, the desire to heal her running through my veins.

We can do this, united. Please dear Goddess, heal her....

But once again, nothing.

"As I thought, it won't work," Sebastian says quietly, as Linette breaks into sobs that she tries to stifle.

The silence that follows is so painful.

Atticus goes over to Linette and my

heart breaks for them and Hugh. They all look devastated... and Shelby? Shelby has a brave face that

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I know is nothing more than a façade, wanting to remain them.

"Let's give them some privacy," I suggest, softly motioning for the children to follow me. Zaia gives her father a hug before she takes Kaia from Andrew and follows us out, closing the door behind her.

"I never knew old people get married," Xander remarks.

"Anyone can get married, dummy." Sia laughs.

"I'm not a dummy."

Zaia shakes her head, looking devastated as Sebastian pulls her into his arms and she buries her head in his chest.

"I wanted it to work," her muffled whisper comes. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Didn't we all?" I sigh heavily. "So, it really is true. Our powers are fading?"

"The Goddess is selfish. She got what she wanted... so why would she continue to bestow us with more?" Zade adds coldly. "It's fucked." "Oo, you said a bad word!" Xander gasps.

"Come on, let's go down. Sia will make you a milkshake," Zion suggests, urging his younger brother to follow him.

"I'm sorry, I tried my best," Sia says, looking around at us, her eyes filled with tears.

"You did well, now don't you worry about this stuff," Sebastian says, letting go of Zaia and hugging her.

"Is she going to die?" she whispers.

I can't listen to any more of this and turn away, knowing I have to try to find a cure!

"We'll keep looking for a solution," Zaia whispers to her, an answer that does not deny or confirm her question.

It's time we returned home.