Hello everyone! So this is something a bit different for me; for one, this will be more than one chapter. This has been following me around for the past year though so I want to try.
Disclaimer: This will go for the whole story, Victorious is not owned by me.
"Christine, no!" Sam cried out, fear in his eyes as his once best friend turned to kill him. She reached over and picked up the knife she had dropped.
"I'm sorry Sam. This is the way it has to be." A flash of remorse crossed her face before she raised her arm to take her old friend's life. He seized up, blood abandoning him quickly, and closed his eyes. The knife came down towards him but she was stopped suddenly though and was knocked back.
"Tori? Tori, hey!" Hearing Trina's voice, Tori held up one finger, telling her to hold on. She had been attempting to read this book for days and not even her sister's whine could stop her. Not once did she take her eyes off of the book in front of her.
As Christine regained her senses, she looked up to see Ross standing over her. She struggled to get up but as his arms pushed her downwards, she gave up with a moan.
"Release me," she spat. "They are coming you know, like it or not. You can kill me now but it will be no use. Just let me go and get it over with."
"Listen to me," he responded gently. "You're not yourself right now. You are better than this. It's not too late for you to help us, your friends. We need you Christine. Give it up. Please."
His arms shook a little and his breath was growing heavy. Christine finally took advantage of his weakening soul to push Ross off and pin him down. There was a moment of hesitation as her long red hair fell around her face and onto his chest, creating a curtain of hair but she knew her mission would continue.
His eyes locked with her's, pleading silently. The normally hardened eyes gave way to defeat as he whispered hoarsely to her:
"After everything we have been through, please Christine, give up."
She never did get to find out if Christine gave up, for as she turned to the next page her sister plucked the book out of her hands and threw it against the wall.
"What? Hey Trina, I was reading that!" Tori cried. She walked over to where it had fallen to inspect it. The cover was dented and one page was folded inward a bit but otherwise it was fine.
"So? I'm upset! You wouldn't answer! What else am I supposed to do?"
"Um, wait?"
"Yeah right. Anyways, hey, still upset! You will never guess who I was partnered with for the big showdown." Tori opened her mouth to guess but her sister just continued on. "Andre Harris! A little freshman! This is not ok! I don't know why I should put up with this! Can you pass me that hair brush?"
Tori handed her sister the brush tentatively. Trina started to brush through her hair, small flashes of light sparking through it once and awhile. "I don't see the problem here. It's just for one day and then you-"
"Shhh. He's here!" Trina interrupted, waving her arms at Tori as the doorbell chimed. She looked expectantly at her sister. "Well? Go get it! I need to finish with my hair."
Tori sighed as she walked over and opened the door for the boy behind it. He was leaning against the door with a large smile on display. "Hey, you must be Andre. You don't look like a freshman. I'm Tori." she said, smiling back.
"I'm a junior," he corrected, walking in. "Nice to meet you."
"Hey, I'm a junior too!" Tori exclaimed. "Small world." Trina rolled her eyes at Tori's lame attempt to joke.
"Oh, hey Trina." Andre said, noticing the elder Vega sister.
"Hey. Let's get this over with and come up with our strategy."
"Alright, so I was thinkin' that we could-"
"No, that won't work. I have a better plan," Trina interrupted. Andre, who was not used to her antics, looked taken back. Tori rolled her eyes and gave a sympathetic look to Andre, apologizing for her. Trina continued her speech, ignoring the others. "You distract whatever it is, while I sneak in and attack it remarkably. It will definitely show off my incredible abilities." She flipped her hair back, which began to flicker again. Her hair began jerking upward and swishing about, lengthening and twisting as she grew more and more excited. It started whipping everything in sight, from the lamp on the table to Andre who ducked behind the couch as said lamp came hurtling in his direction.
"Trina!" Tori shouted.
"I can't stop it!" The reply came.
"Hit the ground!" Tori screamed as she took her own advice. Spotting a pair of scissors near her, she crawled her way over army-style, before standing up triumphantly.
"Try defeating this, hair!" she called out, holding them up. The hair smacked it quickly out of Tori's hands which she then threw into the air, annoyed with the wild hair before Andre tugged her down. Obviously the hair held a firm grudge against scissors.
"I got this." He told her, standing up. Closing his eyes, his hands began to glow, as what could only be described as energy or translucent goo flowed out of it. Tori watched in amazement as the ice blue energy slowly circled the crazed hair, restraining it.
Once Trina's hair went back to normal, Tori spoke up. "Wow Andre, that was sick!"
"I suppose it was alright. Unnecessary but alright. It was going to go down soon." Trina pouted, smoothing down her hair. "Aw man, I think you ruined it!"
"It's just energy," Andre told the glaring girl with a little chuckle. "It can't hurt you."
"How did you do that?" Tori asked eagerly.
He laughed and gave a little shrug. "I can manipulate emotional energy from myself and others and use it in different ways. No big deal."
"No big deal, tha-"
"Yes, no big deal as he just said. Now come on! I don't want to look bad in front of everyone, do you? Let's get to work." Trina butted in, desperate for the attention to leave Andre and return to her. She grabbed a pen to start writing things down as Tori and Andre just gave each other a look and a shrug. This was going to be a long day, they could just feel it.
