Ch. 1 No Time for Explanations
As Jack and Chaos fell, I look for things the others didn't know to look for. I can see the blood all over Jack, but not the source. Then, I look at Chaos. I see a tiny glimmer of gold in his neck and breathe a sigh of relief. Exactly as I do, Smokeheart flies out of my mind, too stunned to notice anything except that her master's dead. I destroy her with flames, but the others don't notice.
The relief, however, dims quickly. I know that if Jack loses his staff for more than 24 hours, he'll have too much power flooding his system, and he'll eventually die from it.
I take a step towards Jack, only to be stopped when a stalagmite springs out of the ground into my leg. I wouldn't have noticed, except for the fact that my leg won't move. I abruptly lose all sense of relief as I glance towards Cinderrose.
"You killed him. I knew we couldn't trust you. I KNEW IT!" She sounds out of her mind, but the others all seem to agree with her. I flick my hand, releasing Jamie and Skylar before giving my leg an abrupt jerk, yanking the dagger-like object with me. I don't have time to explain.
I turn and bolt for the forest, my leg mostly limp and numb. I finally find the strength to take off, and slid up into a tree. I need to get Jack's staff to him, and FAST! I bolt to where I saw it fly, but every freakin' branch looks the same!
I carefully extend my senses. Only an Elemental would be able to sense any power from it when it's separated from Jack, but hey, I'm a fire elemental, so no problemo. I find the staff and quickly limp over. Thank StarClan it's all in one piece.
I snatch it up and limp slowly back to the others. I hide at the edge of the clearing. Jamie looks heartbroken, and the Guardians look just like him. Skylar seems to sense me, but as she turns, she says nothing. Cinderrose is standing at the edge, patrolling? Well, I'm me, so that makes sense.
I glance at Jack. He is lying way too still for my liking. I grip his staff carefully tighter. There's no way I'm breaking this freaking thing now. I'm about to turn invisible, but Cinderrose speaks.
"She's here. I sense her." Her tone is disgusted, and I find myself bristling. I carefully calm myself, knowing that they haven't noticed anything, not yet anyway. I carefully focus, letting my senses turn to a Night Fury's.
After I shift into a specific animal, I can look through their senses without being in that shape. Sometimes, I even get physical or mental characteristics of that creature. With a Night Fury, I have the general shape of the eyes. They're still gold, but the pupils widen and narrow with my mood. (At least that's what the musician sprites told me.) Also, with each new change, a small square of design (like a tattoo, kinda) appears on my side. Night Fury scales, Whispering Death scales, wolf fur, ECT.
I spring forward silently, hiding in a heat wave. Suddenly, Cinderrose glances straight at me.
"THERE! SHE'S INVISIBLE!" ok then, screw the hiding idea. I run straight for Jack, ignoring the weapons that smack into me. Sandy's whips, so much like my father's, North's swords, more annoying than anything else, those are the only two I can tell apart, and I continue to scramble towards Jack. I finally just throw his staff, and the second it touches his hand, he's up. I breathe a sigh of relief, but quickly transform, flying away before Cinderrose decides to attack again. I've never been so glad that when I change, it heals any wounds, changing them into thin scars.