*Xander*
Henry slept, but I couldn’t sleep through the screeching that was funneling through the cave’s entrance. I hugged my knees and waited, and waited, and waited for Henry to wake up and explain to what the hell was going on.
The story of what happened to Carly ran through my mind on replay, twisting my stomach into a knot. I’d tell Lena, of course, when I saw her again. I pushed the imagery out of my mind, praying to whoever was listening that I’d have a mont’s peace and rest.
But there was no ti to dwell, because when he did wake, I was quickly ushered back through the entrance of the tunnel without so much as a word. Pinkish light reflected off the shards of glass he’d propped along the tunnel, showing us the first glimpses of day.
“Days are short here,” he said in a muttered whisper, urging to keep walking forward. “You don’t have much ti.”
“What–”
“Go. Go back to the portal you ca out of and get out of here. Do not return.”
I tried to explain to him the situation I was in, how Lena had trapped and the realm I’d co from was nothing more than the product of her mind, but he wouldn’t hear any of it.
We reached the entrance of the cave and I gaped over the sweeping, mountain landscape. It was barren–not a tree or scrub in sight. Rocky bluffs rose from the ground beneath us as he pushed toward the outcrop of scale we’d co down on the night before.
“Co with ,” was all I could say, but he shook his head.
“I need to find Elaine. I’m getting close.”
Before I could reply, he gave enough of a push that I had no choice but to step onto the scale and hold on to the mountain’s side to maintain my balance, or risk falling hundreds of feet to my death.
He was gone, retreating back into the cave without saying goodbye.
“Fuck!” I cried out, filled to the brim with frustration. I climbed back to the peak, an arduous journey that took nearly an hour and left coated with shale fragnts and sweat. In the light of day I couldn’t see the swirling mass that had been above my head the night before, but I could feel the energy of it radiating down on as I reached the mountain’s peak.
What was I supposed to do? Jump as high as I could with my arms outstretched? I rolled my eyes and ran my hand over my face.
I jumped, and nothing happened. I raised my arms over my head and grabbed at the air. Nothing.
“What the fuck am I supposed to do?” I cursed, ruffling my hair with my hands in frustration.
But then a scream ripped through the air above my head. I paused, listening to the whispers of chaos that were beginning to swirl around , embracing .
“Hello?” I called out, and was answered by terrified voices and the sound of crunching gravel. “Hello!”
Suddenly, I was hit with a force I don’t have the words to describe. I was being pulled through suffocating blackness, the mark on my shoulder burning so painfully I cried out, screaming into the void. Lena’s face filled my mind. She was running, a child clutched to her chest as she stumbled and shielded the girl from sothing coming up behind them.
Then I hit the ground, flat on my back, the air knocked from my lungs and vision going dark.
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*Lena*
Fire and noise blanketed us as I followed Adrian through the forest on the outskirts of the village. We were trying to get to the bus station, praying there was a bus, or at least a vehicle of so kind that could get us out of the village. It had been Adrian’s idea to flee, and he was frantic as we moved like ghosts through the dense woods, the three of us crouching in the overgrowth whenever soone passed.
All around us people were running, so in their human forms carrying children and so as wolves, guarding the families trying to escape the village. I looked up through the trees at the bluff where the castle had once stood.
It had gone up in flas less than an hour ago and now shown like a beckon of amber light among the darkness of the forest below.
The last hour was a blur. We’d walked out of the cottage and stood in shock in the front garden as fire burst through the trees, igniting the village in the distance. For a mont, the flas looked to be nothing but a vivid, violent sunset creeping through the forest, but then dusk fell and cast Cedar Hollow in chaos and bloodshed.
I saw the first creature before we’d fled the cottage; tall and gray with molted skin. It was naked, half wolf and half... sothing else, the sa creature I’d killed in the barren hills outside of the Radcliffe Estate weeks ago.
No. No, no, no–
“Lena! Hurry up!” Adrian scread as he reached for , snapping my vision forward.
I’d been looking over my shoulder at the flas licking the redwood trees at the outskirts of the village as we continued to run toward the bus station, which was situated along the highway that ran from Cedar Hollow all the way to Breles, branching off from territory to territory as it made its way south. We were only a few hours from Red Lakes, and my stomach tightened as I thought of my Aunt Kacidra and Uncle Pete and their children.
Were the sa creatures in Red Lakes? What about elsewhere? Avondale? Mirage?
Winter Forest?
I gasped as I tripped, knocking the wind out of myself. My ankle snapped, and I screeched as Adrian freed from a root that arched out of the ground along the forest floor. Abigail was crying, tears staining her cheeks as they grabbed by the shoulders and hoisted to my feet.
“We need to get to–”
“There’s nowhere to go, Adrian!” I cried, pain radiating up my leg. I could feel my powers knitting my broken ankle back together, but not fast enough. I could barely stand upright.
Screams ripped through the forest, followed by frantic cries for help. People rushed past us in droves, the entire population of the village running for whatever safety they could find.
“What’s happening?” Abigail pleaded, shaking Adrian’s arm.
He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her into him, whispering sothing to her as she sobbed into his chest. His eyes were fixed on sothing over the top of her head, those blue orbs glimring like raw sapphires in the firelight.
I saw it then as I watched him embrace her. The pain in his eyes was severe, and the look of pure agony on his face cut to the core.
“Abigail,” I whispered, reaching for her as I took a cautious step.
Adrian slowly turned to look at , his eyes full of emotion. “Get her out of here,” he said to , his voice catching in his throat and cracking with heartbreak.
“Adrian–” Abigail pleaded, but in an instant he was gone, his clothes shredded in a pile only a foot from us, his golden wolf body gleaming in the firelight as he sprinted toward town.
“How long have you known?” I said hastily as I urged her to walk with , to move.
She swallowed hard, choking a bit on the smoke that began to encircle us. The whole forest was burning now, and I could feel the heat penetrating my clothing.
“When he ca to Avondale looking for Xander,” she whispered, knitting her hand in mine. “I– I just found him, Lena. I can’t lose him now–”
“We need to get out of here,” I breathed, shuttering as the smoke filled my nostrils and made lightheaded. “Go, co on. He’s going to be fine. We need to hide–”
Sothing crashed into us, knocking us both flat. Abigail scread as we were dragged apart by whatever had landed on us. I was flat on my stomach, sothing large pressing down into the ground. A wolf ran past us, unfamiliar, and tackled the creature dragging Abigail by the ankles into the darkness. The animal snarled and yelped, letting go of Abigail long enough for her to crawl forward, reaching for .
“GO!” I scread, but she shook her head, her eyes wide with terror as they left my face and slowly looked up at whatever was on top of , crushing with its weight.
I dug my fingers into the ground and cried out, screaming at Abigail to run. The trees around us creaked and swayed, and Abigail looked skyward as one of the redwoods splintered down its center and began to fall.
“ABIGAIL!” I scread in frustration.
She gasped a word, but it was drowned out by the tree snapping and cracking as it fell over the top of us.
In a flash of gold, Abigail was gone. It was Adrian, thank Goddess. He’d co back for her in ti to witness what I’d done, and why.
I braced myself with my hands crossed over my head to shield my neck and skull as the tree fell, showering in bark and twigs and branches. The creature pinning to the ground took the brunt of the impact, squealing and screeching in pain as the tree’s splintered pieces pierced its skin.
It let go with enough ti for to roll to the side, and I opened my eyes as another tree fell, smashing into the creature with enough force to send a shockwave through the forest.
The creature twitched, its clawed fingers splaying then going still. It was dead.
I jumped to my feet, panting as I whirled around. Behind a battle was taking place, wolves versus the creatures, and between them, people continued to run for safety. I looked down at my hands, my heart rate skyrocketing as I tightened them into fists.
My powers. I’d used my powers to save Abigail’s life, and my own.
And I’d use them to save the people of Cedar Hollow.
I didn’t hesitate. I raised my hands into the air and scread, pulling the full force of the heat and light coursing through my body and sending it forward through my hands. A silver burst of light fanned out over the area, and I stumbled backward and gasped as dozens of silver wolves made of light and mist rushed forward into the forest, leaving trails of starlight behind them. Confused shouts and yelps of surprise echoed through the forest as the silver light faded from view. But then the sounds of chaos erupted, and through the darkness I saw sprays of silver rushing through the forest, taking out creature after creature.
I felt dizzy. I couldn’t breathe. I placed a hand over my chest as I staggered, tripping over another root and falling onto my bottom.
My power waned, fizzling out as my vision blurred for a mont. My ears were ringing and my head ached and throbbed. I reached up and pressed my hand over one ear and pulled it away, blood staining my palm.
“Ms. Grayleigh?” ca a small, terrified voice nearby.
I shot up, looking around through the darkness and dying fire. Sasha was standing only yards away, trembling so violently her teeth were chattering.
“Oh, my Goddess, Sasha,” I cried, running toward her and gathering her in my arms.
Her clothes were tarnished and covered in soot, and she was barefoot, her feet bloody and bruised. She started to sob, and I patted her back, looking around as a hush fell over the forest.
“Where’s your mom?” I whispered, a blanket of dread embracing .
It was too quiet. Even the flas licking the trees seized to sizzle. Sasha shrugged, hiccuping as she hid her face in my shoulder.
I needed to get her out of here. I needed to–
There was a cracking sound, like lightning, and then sothing large fell from the trees in the distance. Against the fire I could see sothing writhing on the ground, a body, and then the breath caught in my throat.
“What the fuck!” Xander cried in pain, turning over onto his side, facing . His eyes opened wide, the amber flakes in his nearly black irises illuminated by the firelight.
“X-Xander!” I cried out, and began walking, running toward him, but then...
I didn’t scream as my shoulders were penetrated by what felt like several knives, curling and locking themselves beneath my skin. I dropped Sasha, unable to move my arms. Xander was on his feet, running toward us, his face contorted in panic.
“Get her out of here,” I whispered, tears streaming down my cheeks as I locked my eyes on his. And then, everything went black.
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