Blackout: The Color Alchemist Book Three by Nina Walker

Author:Nina Walker [Walker, Nina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780999287644
Publisher: Addison & Gray Press
Published: 2018-04-25T16:00:00+00:00

At the agreed upon time, I retreated to my room and used purple alchemy to reach out to Madame Silver. Nothing happened.

Either she didn’t hear me, or I couldn’t hear her reply, but the attempt proved fruitless. Frustrated, I tried it again and again. Fifteen more minutes ticked by before I gave up, deciding to wait until our next appointment to see if she heard anything. And then, if she agreed, we’d keep trying.

In the meantime, I had another class to teach.

I quickly found myself standing in the corner, bored, counting down the minutes until we could be done with this. I observed the students, each having zero success with red alchemy. Faulk had started the class by trying other red sources, to no avail. Now the students were attempting again with blood. It was a waste; the sight of it made my stomach churn.

“You could at least pretend to try,” Faulk said with a sneer, her boots clipped the floor as she walked over.

“What’s the point?” I asked. “Seriously, it’s not working. Nothing is working. Maybe we should just give it up and focus on a color that actually matters.”

“Red matters. Or haven’t you figured that out yet?”

I gulped. Oh, I had.

“Fine,” I muttered, scooting from the wall. I strolled around the room, giving encouragement and tips to the students. They weren’t very receptive. They ignored me or rolled their eyes, some even made sarcastic remarks.

“Hey, don’t worry about it.” Callie was working with her two best friends, Tessa and Sam—the trio was normally together. I could tell Callie wanted me to be part of their pack, but Sam seemed indifferent either way, and Tessa hated me. “It’s not like anyone actually expects this to work,” Callie continued. “It’s just one of those things, I guess.” She shrugged and returned to her red flower, which didn’t have a speck of color missing.

The trio had pushed their desks together and were chatting before I’d interrupted. Sam watched me with equal parts expectancy and curiosity, waiting for me to add something to the conversation. And Tessa ignored me, healing a small cut on her hand, her face twisted in disgust.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I wish there was more I could do to help.” Another lie. I wished red alchemy didn’t exist; my opinion was probably obvious.

Tessa huffed. “Whatever. I’m going to the bathroom.” She rolled her eyes and left. Sam watched her go and then turned back to me.

“Is there any other way?” he asked. “Maybe something we haven’t tried yet.”

“If there is,” I said, “then I haven’t thought of it, yet.”

He nodded pensively and went back to twisting the petals of the poor flower. The room was full of plants. A bushel of colors sat atop each desk, the large red exotic flower blooming in the center of each.

Are you still with us? a male’s voice echoed through my mind.

I blinked, peering around the room. The voice sounded familiar, but also muddled somehow. And it was most definitely coming through with telepathy.

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