DARK HORIZIONS, BOOK I:
"The Inevitable"
CHAPTER TWO
Fanfiction by modernxlove-
Kaitlyn was dreaming. She knew it. It's not like she had this dream before—of being cold and wet, and not being able to breathe. Being enveloped in freezing dark water, being hurdled like a fragile bottle. But by now, she had gotten better at knowing the difference between dreams and reality.
But this seems so real... her subconscious whispered frantically.
Can't breathe... Can't breathe... Can't breathe...
With eyes closed shut, she tried her best to flap her arms forward, trying to swim the dark ocean suffocating her, with no avail. She was being pulled down by a whirlpool, and she couldn't breathe; sooner or later, she'd pass out. She felt like she was being strangled with strong fists, being pricked by tens and thousands of icy needles.
'You will die...' an icy, hoarse voice whispered. 'Beware... people of the Crystal...'
Kaitlyn didn't have time to react. She was slowly losing herself to an impending hypothermia, when realization struck her. The icy voice that had threatened her sounded awfully familiar... Mr. Zetes. It was his voice. She knew it. She did.
But how is that possible? He's dead wasn't he? How?
'Beware...' the voice threatened again, its voice filled with such menacing evil. 'Beware.'
Kaitlyn let out a terrifying scream. But the voice wouldn't go away. It was cackling evilly now. A menacing, frightening chill-your-bones laughter.
Stop. Go away... she commanded. I SAID 'GO AWAY!'
"Kaitlyn! I'm here, it's alright! I'm here! Just stay calm! Chill!" A soft soothing voice ordered. And she would respond to it whether she was awake or asleep—even dead, she'd bet. It was Gabriel. "It's alright." He whispered. "It was a dream, okay? Just a fucked up dream. You're alright now." She felt someone holding her, cradling her. It felt warm and good.
A dream...? So it really was a dream...
Kaitlyn blinked. "Gabriel...?" She asked, confused.
"The one and only," Gabriel replied, smiling defiantly. And he was looking so gorgeous and handsome.
Kaitlyn looked around and realized she wasn't at the Vancouver airport any longer. She was in a familiar green-pastel colored room, sitting on a soft white canopy bed. The place was too familiar for her own liking. And on top, hung up on the wall, was a heart-shaped wooden clock that read 12:35. "Where are we?"
Gabriel shrugged like he always did, but he still looked dazzling. "Well, you were asleep for a long time, and well, we're here."
Kaitlyn frowned. "What do you mean by 'here'?" And she stopped shortly after remembering. They were at Whiffen Spit, a place where the Fellowship lived peacefully—the people of the Crystal. In other words, other psychics like herself. "Oh." She bit her lip, dismayed. She must've been so tired upon arrival. And they had to wait about three hours to catch the B.C bus.
"Hey..." Kaitlyn trailed off.... "If we're at the Fellowship place... why are you allowed inside then?" She asked curiously. Because first of all, the number one rule was not to allow anyone who has killed to enter the place.
"Beats me," Gabriel said, hastily. "But Mereniang nor Timon don't rule this place anymore."
"Well, who does?"
Gabriel shrugged again. He seemed to do this everytime he didn't want to answer, or was just plain bored. "Anyways, what did you dream about?" He asked. "From the looks of it, it seemed like it was something really bad... tell me."
Kaitlyn forgot all about her nightmare. She forgot. All she remembered was complete darkness, and that she was terrified of something. But dreams were always like that, weren't they? Once you wake up, after a few minutes, you forget about it. Like as if it was just a mere drawing or a word etched and scraped on the sands of her sub-consciousness, and once the wave of forgetfulness comes ashore, it immediately erases the said drawing or word. "It was nothing." She said, not looking at him. "Really." The dream itself was entirely vague...
Stop lying... Gabriel's tone was indifferent. He knew she wasn't telling the truth.
I'm not. Kaitlyn said defensively.
I can tell you are. He fought back.
Then probe me. Search me. Kaitlyn argued. And she could tell he was going to say another thing, but then Anna and Lewis stepped inside the room, interrupting both Kaitlyn and Gabriel's mental argument. "Kait, Gabriel! Come on outside! Joyce and Marisol cooked up some awesome buffet for lunch!" Lewis exclaimed. "And don't you two give me 'no' for an answer, because their cooking some neat chow mein—I even helped!!
"Yeah," Anna nodded. "It smells delicious! Come on!" And with that both of them eagerly stepped out the door.
Kaitlyn stood up and smiled sheepishly. Gabriel was already making his way out the door, but before he fully got outside, he turned back to look at her. "I know you're hiding something, angel. But you can't keep it from me." He grinned, a fusion of sexy-ness and ice-coldness etched in it. Kaitlyn wasn't so sure she liked this part of their relationship—with him being all sarcastic and too protective that he wanted to know every single detail about her life; even her dreams. But she thought it was sweet how much he cared. Guess she just had to deal with it. As simple as that, Kait smiled to herself.
"This is seriously the best food I have ever eaten in my entire life!" Lewis said, digging in a spoonful of spaghetti with meatballs, and forking two fried-chicken fingers on his already filled-up plate. Everyone—from the new fellowship leader, Tamsin, to Joyce, from Rob to Kaitlyn—looked at him like he was delirious. And insane. Either that or it was as if he hadn't eaten in days.
"What?" Lewis asked, gulping down a glass of soda. "Hey, all they had were vegetables and fruits laid out the last time we were here! And right now, we're having chow mein, chicken fingers—you guys, freaking chicken fingers!" He pointed out.
Gabriel frowned. "Don't eat like a cave-man, John-boy."
"Well, I'm hungrrryyyyy." Lewis explained. "So sue me, I'm human."
"Right." Lydia said playfully. "And I'm starving, so Rob, can you hand the plate of Tempura shrimp please?"
Kaitlyn laughed, and she was enjoying herself, but a part of her felt that they all shouldn't take things so easily... so normally. After all, they were psychics, so they would always be in constant danger. Oh shut up, she scolded herself for thinking such things. Since they were all psychics here, they would be alright. Wouldn't they be? Maybe... but she wasn't so sure, especially since she felt worried and paranoid tingling everywhere.
* * *
"It's an honor to have you here again, my friends." Tamsin said gratefully to Kaitlyn and her friends, among the entire Fellowship members. Ever since Timon, LeShan and Mereniang had passed, she was now voted to be the new leader of the Fellowship coven. "As you all know, the Dark Lodge have acted and the crystal we once had is no more... I have gathered more beginner psychics who will be here to learn, to train... and to enhance their psychic abilities, namely all of you."
Okay... an induction speech? Kaitlyn asked herself. That's weird... so The Fellowship has turned their place into some psychic learning center... like Zetes Institute.
Yeah. Rob responded telepathically. Ever since the old masters died, Tamsin has took in charge and she wants to develop the psychic's abilities. Especially since...you know...the incident with Zetes and the crystal.
Let's just hope Tamsin isn't a loony like Zetes. Gabriel said.
She looks desperate. Kaitlyn confessed.
"...and so," Tamsin continued. "All of you here will stay in this lodge until you fully develop your powers..."
"Wait," Rob said, awe-strucked. "You mean... we have more powers? More psychic abilities?"
Tamsin smiled slyly. "Yes. What abilities you have now are still at the beginners rate. You still have to go up to Stage Five to maximize your powers."
"And how do we do that?" Gabriel inquired flatly. Kaitlyn was sure that Gabriel didn't want to be tested or dissected like a psychic frog either.
"You have to learn to be 'one' with the crystal." Tamsin replied. "But first, all six of you must help in restoring the Crystal back."
"Why?" Lewis asked.
From this point, Tamsin started looking rather... impatient, if that was the right word for it. "Because if you don't, the remaining members of the Dark Lodge will seek all of the pure psychics out."
"Oh." Lewis replied sheepishly. "Jeeeeeez. Those Dark Lodges never give up."
Tamsin nodded. "True." She smiled grimly. "But I hope you all don't give up too. And since you'll all be staying here for a while.... for your rooms...."
* * *
"I can't believe I'm bunking with you." Kaitlyn said, exasperated, taking out her sketch pad. She ran her fingers down the soft, smooth sketch paper. She hadn't drawn in a day. She knew the room she'd be staying in would be in the big green-colored one... the room with the nice 'home' feel to it. Except the only problem was, she was going to share the room with Gabriel. Which, of course, was strange since the Fellowship people didn't approve of a girl-and-boy room share. Except now that Tamsin is leader, she gets to choose the rules.
"Well, believe it now." Gabriel grinned, lounging a seat on the opposite bed. "Hey, it isn't so bad..." After all, they were an item. But even though, Kaitlyn still felt uncomfortable. She had never slept in a room with a boy before. And it felt... awkward, not to mention weird. Very weird.
"It won't be..." Kaitlyn muttered. "Yet."
Gabriel laughed. "You can trust me you know."
"Uh-huh." Kaitlyn said, obviously drowned up in whatever it was she was drawing. "Do you believe Tamsin's little speech?" She asked.
Gabriel cocked a brow. "About maximizing powers and all that crystal stuff?"
Kaitlyn nodded.
"A little. It doesn't sound too... hollow." He confessed.
"Oh." Kaitlyn bit her lip.
"Why?"
"It's nothing." She said, going back to business.
"You can tell me anything..." He said, approaching her and taking a seat beside her. Ne noticed her focusing on her drawing.
"So..." He started, "Want to tell me about your nightmare now?"
Kaitlyn looked at him above her drawing. "I told you, I forgot about it. Search me if you don't believe."
Gabriel snorted. I will then.
He scooted closer to her, and he held up both her arms and pinned them to the bed, so he was now on top of her. He focused on her beatiful blue eyes, the way her brows furrowed everytime she was caught off-guard. She looked adorable and Gabriel loved it.
What do you think you're doing? Kaitlyn demanded mentally.
Searching you... he smirked, and before she could react, he kissed her.
His kisses were slow, and very passionate. Kaitlyn could feel his tongue on hers. She loved the sensation of it all, especially how her pulse quickened whenever he touched her. And his forehead reached her own, and now, they weren't seperate beings any longer. Him knowing every single thought she had, his fingers snaking up to hold the small of her back. Kaitlyn's arms reached up to hold him in response.
That's new. He said, kissing her more roughly this time.
You're one to talk, she replied, grabbing him closer.
He deliberately let her take control of the situation. You're mine. She said savagely.
And suddenly, the room to their door opened. Gabriel pulled away from Kaitlyn first, to her disappointment. She stared at Gabriel, who was frozen in a face that could only read to 'what the hell?'. And then she finally knew why.
"Well, if it isn't you two." A voice snarled from the front.
It was Laurie Frost standing in the doorway. Frost as in 'Frost'. The wacko who tried to kill Kaitlyn, the wacko who worked for Mr. Zetes, and apparently, the wacko who now looked angry, pissed and ticked off that someone had touched her so-called possesion: Gabriel.
Haha. Little cliff-hanger there, huh? From this point on, the story will get much fast-paced and darker (like when strange things start happening). Now... I'm wondering how Gabriel will react in the next chapter... face-to-face with Kait and Frost. Well, review and tell me what you thought about this chapter! Ciao!