Chapter 2
Chapter 2
"Danny!" Without even realizing it, she was by her boyfriend's side. He was already beginning to stir when she knelt down beside him, ignoring the crowd that was beginning to form.
"Are you okay?" Danny stretched and his big blue eyes flickered open. Sam sighed in relief.
"Yeah. I'm okay." But there was something about his voice, something odd, something that sent a shiver down her back. It was flat, almost a monotone. Maybe I'm just imagining it, Sam told herself. But as soon as she looked into his eyes, she knew it wasn't her imagination. His eyes were just as big and blue as ever, but they were blank, not filled with reassurance or concern as she would have expected after an episode like this. She pushed her troubling instincts aside for the moment to shoo away the curious mob of people.
"Go! He's fine! There's nothing to see here! Go!" At that moment, a song started playing over the movie theater speakers. Later, she would consider it some sort of supernatural sign, trying to warn her of what had just transpired, but in the heat of the moment, it was simply another background noise.
We watch the season pull up its own stakes
And catch the last weekend of the last week
Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced,
Another sun soaked season fades away
You have stolen my heart
Invitation only, grand farewells
Crash the best one, of the best ones
Clear liquor and cloudy eyed, too early to say goodnight
You have stolen my heart
And from the ballroom floor we are in celebration
One good stretch before our hibernation
Our dreams assured and we all, will sleep well
You have stolen
You have stolen my heart
I watch you spin around in your highest heels
You are the best one, of the best ones
We all look like we feel
You have stolen my
You have stolen my heart
DPDPDPDPDPDPDPDDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDP
The next day at lunch, the same strange feeling that something wasn't quite right was plaguing Sam. Finally, she felt like she had to have some reassurance that she wasn't crazy. Tucker was absorbed in his PDA, and of course she couldn't tell Danny what was going through her mind, so the next logical choice would be Emily.
Emily was a fairly recent addition to their lunch table, and like Danny, she was a halfa. Unlike Danny, however, she also had extraordinary healing powers given to her at birth by a ghost named Isabelle. Emily had cerebral palsy, which affected most of her body, and when she was in the hospital for a leg operation, she had met Sam, who was recovering from pneumonia. Since then, Sam had always felt a close connection with Emily, and usually turned to her for advice or to vent.
"I don't know, Sam. Maybe you're overreacting. I would be scared, too, if that happened to my boyfriend. That is, if I had one." Emily said doubtfully after Sam had explained what had happened at the movies the night before.
"Look at him!" Sam pointed in the direction of Danny, who was talking to Tucker in the same strange monotone he had used at the movies.
"I see what you mean." Sam was so relieved she would've cried, if she had been that kind of girl. Instead, she gave Emily a quick hug and then headed to the quiet and solace of the library.
The library was deserted, except for a couple of Dash's goons making trouble at a nearby trouble. Sam didn't mind them, as long as they didn't bother her. She settled herself far away from the boys, and then, out of boredom, started flipping through the pages of a rather large and moldy book that had been mysteriously left on the table. The book, entitled Legends and Myths of the Ancient World, was not Sam's usual reading material, but she was somehow compelled to read it anyway. She stopped at the legend entitled "A Halfa's Golden Heart", and began reading. Somehow, she knew, this was the key to everything.
A Halfa's Golden Heart
Legend tells of a young halfa who was pure and selfless. This halfa cared for others over himself, and used his powers only for good. Eventually, the halfa was so innately good that his heart began to turn to gold. Unfortunately, as much as the young halfa fought for the light, there were others, backed by ghosts, that fought for the dark. These ghosts would do anything to attain the power and glory that would come from possessing a golden heart. So, rather than make the effort to realize the error of their ways, these ghosts set out to steal the young halfa's heart. They pursued him for months, never giving up. Eventually, one dark and stormy night, they achieved their goal. They stole the halfa's heart, and as a result, the halfa became emotionless and apathetic, even alienating his friends because he simply did not care anymore. Although the halfa's friends began a tireless crusade for the golden heart, by the time they found it, it was too late. After three months, the halfa died, wasted away by his lack of a heart. Since then, the descendents of the dark ghosts have been searching for another halfa with a golden heart, and it is said that when they find it, they will stop at nothing to retrieve it. At the time of this writing, such a halfa has not been found-yet.
Sam stood up so fast she knocked her chair over and bolted out the door. She was going so fast that she didn't notice the librarian gave her a knowing wink as she sprinted out the door. There was only one thought running through her mind: We have to save Danny-before we lose him for good.
A/N: Yay! I finished this chapter! Sorry it took awhile, I was swamped with homework and then my internet broke for awhile...But I'm finished now, so please read and review! (By the way, if any of you have not read my other stories and would like to know more about Emily, please go read Ghost Contradiction and Halfa All the Way). The song is "Stolen" by Dashboard Confessional, and it was just too perfect for me not to use in this fic.
