Chapter 1- Switched
Marie's POV
Maybe getting Diana to drive wasn't the greatest idea.
Her driving isn't bad; in fact she is a much better driver than Ella (which is saying something). While Diana is driving she explains how she is beginning to remembers some simple information about herself. Apparently Diana had to listen to Highland music when driving in the past. She couldn't talk to her passengers before she was this good. I wouldn't want to be the person to teach her.
The problem with Diana driving is that as soon as we drive into her neighborhood, sentries see her and sound the alarm. Diana doesn't notice the red eyes glaring from the windows, or the fact that her so-called neighbors are nowhere to be seen. I look back to see if anyone else has noticed, only to find that everyone else except Aelix is asleep. Diana's boyfriend has my boyfriend using him as a pillow. I never realized how similar they look; their hair, black and curly; pale complexion; their structure- Nathan is more chiseled. Their differences are more apparent. Where Nathan is totally relaxed and confident, Aelix is worrisome and doubtful. Aelix has a certain intensity about him that's unhealthy for a relationship. I would know, being an Aphrodite kid.
I turn and lean towards him.
"I'm not liking these red eyed neighbors," I comment. Aelix nods.
"Red eyes means Ares's has control over them," Aelix points out.
"Thank you Captain obvious," I deadpan.
Diana, apparently able to hear us over her alternative rock music, looks back at us through the mirror.
"Don't worry about it. It's completely normal," Diana says.
After saying those words, the car lurches to a stop, as if it hit something. Diana instantly starts to unbuckle her seatbelt.
"No! That's what they want!" Aelix exclaims, grabbing Diana's arm "They want to lure you out!"
Diana huffs.
"There's going to be a point where I face them. Why not now?" Diana reasons. She jerks away from Aelix and jumps out of the car before we can say another word. Aelix swears. He sets Nathan down, grabs his weapon- a crossbow- out and on his arm. I grab my throwing knife bag.
Our movements cause Sky, Justin, and Reilly to stir and wake up.
"What the hell?" Reilly groggily moans.
"Why are we stopped?" Justin asks.
"The whole neighborhood is full of Ares' lackies," I report "We think they stopped the car. Diana ran out and Aelix followed."
The three of them leave the car, their weapons drawn, despite all of my protests. A minute passes by.
"Aw hell," I mutter. I leave the car.
Reilly, Justin, and Aelix are protecting the van while Diana and Sky fight off red eyed attackers. I join the two girls.
"Reilly! wake up Cole to fix the van!" I holler back to our second line of defense while taking out three oncoming goons. Cole crawls under the car.
I take on two girls and a guy. The first girl comes at me with a sword. I roll away to my right to get away from her measly attempt to slice me in half. From the ground, I slice her at the patella causing her to collapse to the ground in pain right beside me. I knock the butt of my knife against her head, knocking her out cold. The second girl tries to straight-on jump me but I sink a throwing knife into her shoulder. She screams in pain, collapsing to the ground, where I knock her guy launches his spear at me. I duck and grab it before jumping to a standing position, launch it back, it sails awkwardly, spinning and then hitting him in the head.
Since no other attackers are present, I decide to check on the others.
Cole struggles to fix the van. Justin and Aelix battle five people at the same time. Diana and Sky are on the other side of the van. When I reach a place I can see them, I am frozen in shock.
Diana is kneeling on the ground next to Sky, who has an arrow protruding from her chest and stomach. All of the sentries are encased in a purple light, statue-still. Purple light also glows from Diana's hands, which are on Sky's stomach. Sky is breathing heavily. I approach cautiously.
"I... I... I... I can't," Diana sobs. The purple glow grows in intensity. I place a hand on Diana's shoulder.
"Concentrate," I confidently order. I turn around to give her room. I am met by a wall of muscle.A six foot tall, 250 pound soldier tackles me to the ground. Another grabs Diana, while a third gags and blindfolds her. The guy who has me pinned positions us in such a way that I can watch my friend being captured and Sky's life fading until it, and Diana, are gone.
I feel his hot breath on my ear. The guy tightens his grip.
"Wanna know what we are going to do?"
I whimper as he puts more weight on my legs.
"We are going to take your precious, innocent friend and destroy the person she is. She's going to kill her friends and do very bad things to innocent people," he slithers.
"No Diana will not. She knows deep down who the real enemy is, and will not succumb to your tortures. She is stronger than you think," I spit at him. I think back to the undercover training I did with Ares, trying to remember what his plan actually is, however I can't seem to recall any of it.
A cracking noise draws my attention away from my thoughts. I realize that my attacker has been removed by Nathan hitting him over the head. Nathan stands above me, offering a hand. I take it; Nathan pulls me up into a grizzly bear hug.
"Where's Diana? What happened to Sky?" Nathan asks. We part and my boyfriend looks me in the eyes, his navy blue orbs calming me down instantly.
"They... They took her!" I exclaim, fighting back tears " And Sky... I watched her die."
I can't hold back the tsunami. I hear two sets of footsteps.
"Hey! Oh..." Cole says "Ugh, the cars fixed so we are going to get the hell out of here and regroup."
"So sorry to sound like a heartless dick, but you can cry in the car." Reilly finishes.
Nathan helps me to the van. I am too distraught to do anything but stare at the back of Justin's head.
Reilly drives out of the neighborhood to a path in the woods for campers and trailers, only a few blocks away from Diana's house. Everyone is awake now and asking what happened. Reilly explains how the van was attacked, Diana left to defend us, got captured, how Cole fixed the car whilst Aelix, Sky and I defended it, and how Diana was with Sky when she died.
The scene replays in my head; how helpless Diana looked at me. She definitely cares about life; of other people and her own. However I know she will put other people's lives before her own if need be. I remember her trying to heal the fatal wound; what she didn't know was that the arrow had punctured Sky's stomach and the acids were eating her alive. She had a small chance of living. Diana's magic could have healed Sky, given she had the time to.
Nathan squeezing my shoulder pulls me back to the present.
"Marie? If you don't want to do this, you don't have to," Mark, Martin's boyfriend, tells me. I forgot he was here with us.
"Do what?" I ask whilst sitting up straighter.
"Diana thought-" Aelix's voice cracks. He clears his throat, swallowing his sadness. "She thought you and Nathan could pretend to be under the mind control. She magic'd up some colored contacts. While you were sneaking in, Diana was going to create a distraction. Ammon was then going to storm in with Mark, Justin and Reilly to rescue all captives. Ajax, Cole and myself were going to wait here. I guess Cole could create the distraction while you wait here and I go with Nathan?"
"No. I will go" I firmly state.
Aelix throws back two sets of contacts. "If you say so."
Joselyn's POV
In my time of being a demigod at Camp Halfblood, I've faced a lot of monsters. Eva and I once went up against a hydra and a chimera with only chopsticks for a weapon (weirdest Chinese food restaurant ever). I was in the infirmary due to breaking a tailbone. I faced an ogre during a shopping trip; made it out with some wicked bruises and scratches. One of my ex's turned out to be an emposai; had to get stitches and a poison flush. Not to mention when I got a concussion recently. None of it compares to the pain I feel right now.
The second thing I notice after regaining consciousness is the gut wrenching stench; blood, tears, and sweat. I am facing a brick stone wall lined with Diana's brothers. Each one has a number marked on their forehead with one through five missing. And IV drip is close in my sight however too far to reach; I am tied to a chair. An annoying beep comes from the machine attached to the IV which is followed by some of the teal liquid flowing into me, sending out a wave of pain. It feels as if every atom in my body is simultaneously breaking away from each other and then rejoining. I hear a few groans from behind me.
"Joselyn? Eva? Sandra?" I hear Kacey groan.
"Right beside you," Eva groans "Anyone know what the painful substance is?"
Another wave of pain comes.
"It's a poison," Sandra struggles to say. "It's the venom of a basilisk mixed with extasy. It isn't lethal but the reaction to our blood is what causes the pain and feeling of your atoms splitting and rejoining."
Sandra screams in pain as she is given a bigger dose.
"Very good," a creepy voice comes from the shadows. Ugene steps out from a dark corner in my peripheral vision. His image flickers.
"What the f-"
"Funny," he interrupts me "I thought you would try a measly attempt to escape.
"Ugene," I snarl. He makes three clicking noises with his mouth, shaking his head and pacing slowly.
"See, funny thing is, you don't really know me. You don't know my name, who I really am."
His image flickers and Chris Nealson appears. But it's not exactly Chris...
"You were pretending to be Ugene!" Eva exclaims.
"If you girls look in that cage, next to the torture devices-"
A pang of pain hits me. It can only mean one thing: someone nearby is going to die.
"-you can see Martin, the real Ugene, and Wendy Summers," Eva finishes. The guy looks at Eva with a new interest.
"Evaline Malone... To what do I have the pleasure?" Chris-but-not-Chris dramatically asks with crisp sarcasm. "Last time I saw you, it was about ten years ago... When you had my twin locked up!"
"Twin?!" Sandra, Kacey and I exclaim in unison.
"I thought Ares killed you," Eva darkly says.
"Bad habits die hard, amirite?" he smirks "I think I should give you all a prize for being so clever!"
He skips over to the wall of tortures with an evil and sadistic gleam in his eye. Another wave of pain causes black spots to dance in my vision, blinding me for a solid ten seconds. I hear the sounds of my friend's pain, of metal scraping against metal, and a whimper. My vision snaps to see Chris' twin holding a very drugged Derrek in front of me.
"Joselyn Hunt... Daughter of Hades," The twin coos. I jerk my body to try and get free, but it's no use.
"You probably already know what's coming," he laughs. He readies the ax in one hand, pushes Derrek down with another, and swings. I close my eyes just in time to miss the decapitation.
"Jeffrey!" someone calls from behind me "Ares wants to see you!"
I recognize that voice... I think.
Jeffrey sighs.
"Fine, but you have to come and clean my mess!"
Jeff leaves. Two sets of feet come down a set of stairs behind me.
"Marie? Nathan?" Eva exclaims "No, please! You can't be under mind control!"
I hear Nathan smirk.
"Just don't be too loud," Nathan says "I'll go guard the door while you free them."
Marie starts with Kacey, and then frees me while Kacey frees Eva and Sandra. When I try to stand up, I collapse to the ground due to the weird drug still in my system and notice I'm shaking when Marie hugs me.
"You all go back to the van. It's a few blocks from here, in the forest. Leave the rescuing to us," Marie says. She hands Kacey some food and passes the rest of us swigs of Nectar.
"Where's Diana?" Sandra asks, finishing off her Nectar.
"She got captured... But Nathan and I are going to rescue her after you guys are safety back at the van," Marie explains.
Ammon suddenly pops into the room, scaring us. Upon seeing each other, they embrace.
"Ammon! What are you doing here?" Eva wondrously exclaims. Ginnifer pops up beside them in a cloud of green smoke. She looks worried.
"Guys, we have to abort the plan. Grab them and go!" Ginnifer panics. She grabs ahold of Kacey and Sandra's hands, the two closest people; a green smoke flies up their bodies. When I clears the trio is gone. Ammon offers a hand to Eva and I. We both take it.
The spot in the forest is a few kilometers behind the house, offering cover of the van. Sandra, Eva, Kacey, and myself are receiving medical assistance from Justin. He doesn't look like a man whose girlfriend just died.
Ajax has a list from which he is reading from to take attendance. Aelix, Ammon, Cole, Eva, Kacey, Justin, Marie, Nathan, Sandra, Ginnifer, and Mark all respond when their name is called, as do I. Ajax sighs with fatigue.
"We have lost Diana to Ares and Sky is dead... So I guess we have two options: head back to to camp and try later, or try again now but with less people and a new plan. However four of us are out for the count."
Everyone looks at us.
"How about Nathan goes in pretending to be under mind control, distracts whoever is guarding her, and then I sneak in to rescue her?" Marie suggests. Nathan plants a kiss on her cheek whilst wrapping an arm around her waist. Ajax considers this.
"I don't see why not," he concludes.
"Why can't I go?" Aelix defensively questions. Ajax sighs as if annoyed by the question.
"Because your love will make you reckless."
"What about Martin?" Mark objects. Ajax tiredly looks over at the homosexual teen.
"When Diana is is back in our hands, mentally stable, and strong enough, then she will take on the whole army," Ajax levelly replies.
"That's a lot of pressure to put on a seventeen year old girl, who four months ago found out that she's a demigod," I add in "And Diana isn't cool with killing people."
"Well we will just have to fix that," Reilly nonchalantly says. "And I don't get why Ammon and I can't just teleport into there, invisible, grab her and go."
Ajax smirks at this.
"YOU Mr. King are too cocky. You would probably just go on and on about how you were victorious, the one who helped defeat the army; the one who saved the heroine in distress. And then you would get your ass handed to you."
Everyone chuckles as Reilly turns a deep tomato.
"Ammon," Ajax continues "Can't teleport him out of there by himself due to her power."
Reilly and Ammon both sit down.
"And other objections?" Ajax tiredly eyes everyone, daring us to object. Silence follows, releasing all the tension in Ajax. I watch Marie hand Nathan a pair of blood red contacts, exchanging a few words. Ajax slumps down next to Sandra, planting a kiss on her cheek whilst wrapping his arm around her. Ginnifer approaches the group.
"You know, I could pop in bs out really quick," she points out. Ajax tenses. Sandra sings a note; Ajax calms down.
"I put Nathan and Marie in charge," Ajax says. Ginnifer nods and scampers away.
"Ajax?" Sandra quietly says. When Ajax looks at her, all his stress and aggression melts away. Ajax cuddles her close; all of the other boys follow suit. Cole plants a soft kiss on my forehead.
"Don't worry," he says "We will kick Ares' godly ass!"
Diana's POV- a few minutes earlier
One second I'm trying to heal Justin's girlfriend, Sky, and the next I'm suddenly gagged and blindfolded. My attacker pulls me backward; I feel a shift in the air pressure which means we are magically teleporting. I fight and resist the whole time, causing the person holding me to swear. She pushes me into the ground upon our landing, attaches something to my wrists, and then kicks me in the torso until I am gasping for air. I hear her walk away, her footsteps echoing. A door slams. I don't move at all, apart from breathing. I try to focus all of my energy, my strength into magic. It doesn't work. I try this a second time, this one having more success. My hands heat up.
"You know," a familiar voice slowly says from my right "I'm liking the broken, BDSM look on you. It's quite sexy."
I don't say a word or make a sound. There's no way that this person will help. They lift me up roughly, dropping me- probably on purpose- and apologizes before trying again. He moves my arms (which have lost all feeling) to my sides, splays my body on some flat surface, straps me down by my ankles and wrists, and then takes off the blindfold. Upon seeing Ares, I almost gag just thinking about what he said a minute ago. He smiles as if I'm dinner and he is starving.
"Hello my little invention," he coos, stroking my face tenderly. I hold back the urge to vomit.
"Flirting, are we?" I smirk, hoping he doesn't notice the fear in my voice.
"Can't I be nice every once in awhile?" he innocently asks.
"A dipshit god like you? I don't think 'being nice' is in your repertoire," I come back more fiercely. Ares' face scrunches up as if my comeback struck a nerve.
"Listen you little bitch! I will win! Your friends will die and you will be nothing. You're going to be so sad, so broken that you will accept Kronos willingly." he hormonally exclaims. I start laughing.
"You can't break something that's already broken," I laugh. Ares screams and flips the cart I am currently attached to. I hear a loud CRACK, then feel a shooting pain radiating from my nose. I hold back my need to scream in pain, focusing on evening my breath. I focus on my friends, on Aelix. On how they would want me to be brave.
"Oh, that is not a good look," one of the brothers in my head remarks.
"That's a lot of blood," another comments.
"That was a very deep comment," another says reflectively.
I ignore them.
Ares picks the cart up, adjusts it so I am back in the same position as I started. Ares looks down at my bloody face with pride.
"I'll get one of my Apollo slaves to fix that up," he calmly comments whilst taking a swab of my blood on his pointer finger. His brows furrow.
"Why aren't you screaming in pain?" he inquires. Amidst his talking and the comments my brothers are making, I hear a voice. It tells me to focus on my wrists and ankles. I obey; slowly and surely, I feel the restraints grow big enough for me to slip out with ease.
Did I do this? Or is it someone else.
I shrug it off and refocus on Ares. He goes on and on about how I'm going to experience my worst nightmares, how he will torture me to the point of wanting Kronos to take over my body, and how powerless I am. What he doesn't know is that the psychological and emotional torture I got from my mom- back when I was an Envis- is my worst nightmare. Right alongside losing my friends. Considering my 'mother' gave me depression and was the reason behind many cuts and burns on my skin, self-given. I was already labelled as the crazy psycho girl so no one believed me. There isn't much worse than having no say in what's happening to you, reaching out for help and then people not believing you. On top of that, she stressed me out about my grades, wanting them to be perfect. She tried to control what I wore, what I thought, and what I did. She lied to me often, or didn't think I could handle the truth.
Ares shaking the cart smacks me back to the present.
"Are you even listening to me?!" he bellows.
"You aren't worth listening to," I say as if it's the most obvious answer. I muster all of my strength, flip the cart so I am standing up and throw it at Ares. He topples over; I slip free from the restraints just before it hits him.
All this energy- from my anger, patience and longing for freedom- fuels my magic. I can feel it pulsing in my body. It swells so big that I can't contain it. I think about Ares, think about how much I hate him. I turn and face the god. I notice a mirror near him. My eyes are glowing purple, my hair flowing in the air by itself with a purple hue, and my hands exuding purple smoke.
I make a pushing motion with my hands toward Ares. The magic is quick to escape my body, it's effects fading as a big, purple rope wraps around Ares tightly. He falls to the ground in a deep slumber.
I know I didn't kill him but he will be very dizzy when he wakes up. Enough time to take him to Olympus and lock him up.
Now that all of the energy has been expelled, I realize I'm not feeling too well. I turn towards the door and almost pass out. I keep my balance. After taking two steps I take a break to breathe. Take another few steps. Just before I reach the door, it opens.
"Lord Ares, you sent-" Chris, but not Chris, walks in and stops after seeing the state of the room. He looks from me to Ares, to the cart.
"-for me?" he finishes. He sees me but I now can't see him due to my eyelids turning into lead. The not-Chris catches me when I fall, my eyes rolling back. The last thing I hear is the guy asking what the hell I did to Ares.
The cold metal beneath me is a strange feeling in contrast to the heat on my back. I wiggle my fingers a bit, confirming that I am indeed laying on my stomach with my left arm as a pillow and my right hanging off the table. My vision is blurry at first however it adjust immediately. My memory also comes back. Last I remember, I passed out after using magic against Ares, realizing now that I didn't escape.
I'm in deep shit.
"Oh look! The troublemaker is conscious!" Not-Chris dramatically exclaims. He struts over to me and places a cold hand on my hot shoulder, the temperature difference startling me.
"If you let me go, maybe I wouldn't be so much trouble," I assault retort. He gets back into my view I hear a buzzing noise, feel something enter my arm, and get severely light headed. The room swims and dips.
"Too bad the essence has to be given to you by IV," not-Chris mutters.
I whimper as a sharp fiery sting electrified every muscle in my body. I cough, trying to get more air into my lungs. Flashbacks from when I was a kid getting this done pop up into my mind. I give up this facade of strength and succumb to the tears, my screams filling the room.
"Hush Diana!" Not-Chris hisses. He examines my lungs by using magic.
"Patrick, she can barely breathe. The boss needs her breathing," he calls.
Didn't Ares explain multiple times that he doesn't need me alive? If not, he would've killed me by now.
Not-Chris and Patrick work together to hold me down as an Apollo kid slips a breathing tube down my nasal passage. I cough some more, throw up, and cry. Patrick pulls up a chair to my bedside while Not-Chris cleans up the mess I just made. Patrick strokes my hair, doing a spell to calm me down. Against my will I begin to feel zen.
"Jeff, go get ready," Patrick orders sternly. Not-Chris, or Jeff, leaves. Patrick turns back to me.
"I'm sorry Diana. I'm order for me to protect you, I must first do something I wish I didn't have to. Please keep in mind that as soon as I do this, I will be sentenced to death," Patrick quietly and quickly says. He stands over me.
"What are you-?" I weakly rasp but am interrupted by Patrick kissing me.
What the hell? I scream in my head. Bad idea. My brothers return.
"Get it Diana!" one calls.
"You like it!" another wrongly accuses.
"I ship it!" another mocks.
"Its for your own protection!" another dramatically reenacts.
Patrick finally releases me. He backs up into the wall as a great cloud of mist swirls around him. He looks pained as his body absorbs the mist. The room darkens; a person appears amidst the mist.
"Helios... Please! Don't do this!" Patrick bellows.
"Helios? Isn't he the Titan of the Sun?" I ask. Why is the sun titan turning Patrick into stone?
"That's what everyone thinks when they see me. I ride the big fancy chariot, pulling the sun along. I do that, but I'm also the Titan of oaths. And Patrick has broken an oath." Helios says, switching his tone a few times.
"What oath?" I ask, looking from Helios to Patrick.
"Ares made me promise on the River Styx not to protect you from any of the stages. Unfortunately for him, I can't let him do that to my daughter," Patrick is crying now.
"YOUR daughter?!" I exclaim "But Dionysus is my father!"
Patrick chuckles.
"Not biologically. Diana, I see you as my daughter. However I haven't acted much like a father due to the mind control. I'm sorry for that," he says sorrowful.
"Looks like Diana is going to have to do this all by herself. You two can sort this out," Helios says, sounding bored. He disappears in a bright flash of light.
Why does Patrick have the audacity to tell me that I'm his daughter? He has never been fatherly toward me. He never even knew me until less than four months ago. He thinks claiming to be saving me from something he can't prove is going to make me love him? He's mistaken.
Patrick sighs; a puff of grey mist comes out.
"It's started," he woefully says.
"What's started?" I ask, curious. "I deserve to know. Why can't Hecate help? What did Helios mean when he said I have to do this by myself?"
Patrick approaches me. He looks down at me, his grass green eyes filled with the regret of a dying man. When I am about to question him, I see it; from his green iris' shoots a red glow.
"You're under the control?" I exclaim. "But...?"
Patrick turns away from me.
"Ares trusts me, however not completely. I have control over my thoughts and actions most of the time. There are moments where I can't control it. When I could, I've tried to help. Like just now, I put a charm on you to protect you from the seventh stage of Ares' plan. I can tell you all stages except the next one and stage seven."
According to Patrick, stage one is separation; he tried it in Denver, and then succeeded today. Stage two is mentally breaking me; a continuous stage that is a part of the other stages. Stage three is physically breaking me. Four is emotionally. Five is next. Number six is isolation. He isn't allowed to tell me what stage seven is. Eight is Kronos entering and controlling my body.
"So... You are going to help?" I clarify. Patrick woefully shakes his head.
"I can't anymore; I am dying thanks to Helios. He put the Medusa hex on me. I'm slowly turning to stone. My feet..." he takes a few deep breaths. I study him; Pat's hair is longer, he is dressing in an army uniform. A purple and black striped bandana is around his upper arm. His face conveys pain.
"-have already turned," Patrick finishes after breathing.
"PATRICK!" an angry voice bellows from the communicator on his belt. "HOOK HER UP!"
I look to Patrick with fear; one of his eyes is green, the other blood red.
"Yes boss," he calmly says into the device. Patrick wheels me over next to a guy, Jeff, positioning me so we are matched up limb-for-limb. I call Patrick's name, asking him what he's going to hook me up to. However I find him to be gone. Black magic fills the air. I cough and try not to breathe in the evil. I give up after a few minutes. I close my eyes, not being able to resist.
A few seconds later I can see my body. I look peaceful while passed out. Accept for the part about my skin looking like ink has exploded all over. Jeff's skin has the same effect.
Ares enters the room; the sight of him causes me laugh.
The god has bandages all over him, his human form damaged. Edith the Apollo kid pushes him in a wheelchair. His face looks bruised. He glares venomously at my body.
"I can't wait until stage seven," he mutters. Two demigods enter behind Ares, carrying a big box. They place it on a table behind the two bodies lying on the table's heads. The demigods take a plunger-looking device from within the box, strap it onto our heads. They feed a wire up our nose; they detach the IV and air tube from me. A vial of blood is taken from each of us. Patrick returns and is given the substance before leaving again. I follow him downstairs to my kitchen, which is being used as a makeshift laboratory. On the counter there is a symbol similar to the 'bound' one I had. Patrick mixes the two samples, dips his finger in, and traces the symbol with our blood. It glows, shoots up into the air as a vapor, and then follows Patrick as he goes back to the room. I follow.
When I get back, I take a double look. They move the original me to a different room after the vapor dissipates into the two bodies on the tables. I follow Patrick against my will, leaving Ares and Edith with my second body.
Pat goes upstairs to my old room, carrying my body the rest of the way. He places me in my bed, under the covers in the same fashion a father would with his sleepy toddler. Patrick sits on the edge of the bed, looking at my body with his blood red and emerald green eyes.
"I'm sorry Diana, but I must do this..." he chokes up. Tears race down his face as he mumbles an amnesia spell- however it's not exactly amnesia...
I suddenly feel drawn to the body lying in the bed. Ten of my brothers appear including Derrek. I back up against the door as they slowly advance on me.
"Don't resist Diana," one of them orders.
"This is for your own good," another says.
"How?" I demand. They ignore my question.
"You have a destiny to fulfill," Derrek says. I try to open the door I am backed up against but find that I can't leave.
"There's no escape," they all say.
I give up. I go towards my brothers willingly; they all cheer. My brothers pick me up like the MVP of the soccer team, carrying me over to the bed, and are just about to plop me down into the bed when the door to the room flies open. Nathan enters, his sword in hand.
Patrick uses his magic to send the sword flying into my closet. A black smoke curls around Nathan, grips him, and he slides up the wall of my bedroom. Patrick is doing the Darth Vader force choke hold but isn't choking Nathan; it's what is holding him in place. My brothers decide now would be a good time to force me into my body.
Everything goes black.