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We all tumbled out of the swirling portal. A collective groan was heard just as the electric energy of the portal disappeared behind us. I had landed first on the hard ground before naturally all the boys landed on top of me. I let out a squeak as my ribs gridded against each other under the extra weight. Despite being malnourished all three of them were still extremely heavy.
"Get off! You guys are heavy!" I managed to huff out before running out of my limited air supply. They scrabbled off before tugging my up. I let out a small gasp before sucking in huge amounts of air to calm my burning lungs.
"Sorry Melia." Michael said as his black hair moved with the breeze. He ran a hand through it, trying to keep it calm but failing. His golden eyes darken in frustration at his unruly hair.
The breeze blew again this time harder as if trying to get our attention. I looked at Luke but he lifted is shoulders as if to say 'not me'. My hair was pushed into my face, the blonde tendrils going every which way, I could hear Michael laughing at the fact that I had now joined his predicament. I lifted my arms to tie my hair up but a gasp escaped the group when my arm fully extended over my head. I looked over at them to see all three of them looking at my side. Glancing down I inhaled sharply at what I saw. My tank top was absolutely shredded to bits, the black material stuck to bits of flesh that hung out my side. But that's not what they were looking at, no, they were looking at the four large pieces of wood imbedded in my side.
"Amelia…when did that happen."
I took another look at the wound before answering.
"When we were falling down the ravine. I forgot to adjust to diamond before hitting a really weak and big branch."
They all gave me a look that said 'really?' I picked at my nail my gold nail polish before looking around where we were. We were at the end of an abandoned street, trees on either side of us. There was no one around just the rustling of the trees sounded around us. It was calming but on the other hand, it was too quiet. In the past year we never stayed in one place for more than a week. It was hard to remember everywhere we had been. After a while they all started bending into each other to where you weren't sure what happened where.
I slowly looked around trying to spot anything that might be hiding the trees when I heard them rustle out of turn with the breeze. They rustled some more but stayed put after that. The vibrant tones of green seemed too lively for my eyes to see, like I was undeserving. The squawk of a blue jay shook me out of my stupor. It flew around my head a couple of times before gently gliding down to rest on a large branch that extended from a tree to my right. I chuckled at it before walking off down the road looking for anyone that would help us. The Jay let out another squawk of indignation.
"What you don't want me to go?" I asked my blonde hair flying into my face as I got irritated with the little bird. It chirped and looked at me with curious eyes. I looked over to Michael and he slowly maneuvered the bird over to my shoulder. It chirped happily before curling into my hair and the base of my neck.
Slowly we all walked down the long forgotten road, dust kicking up into our faces with each twist and turn of the breeze. It made our mouths parched and quickly worked its way under our clothes, making us shift ever few feet to try to shake the dirt off our skin. The dust was most particularly irritating on my wound where it worked its way into the blood, mixing to become some sort of viscous mud. My fingers twitched every few seconds with the urge to itch the living day lights out of the spot, however the wound was sore to the touch and would smart at me anytime I attempted to peek at it. Blood no longer trickled down my side but instead became had crackling veins down my side and leg. I could feel the boys staring at my back as I speed up slightly, having to bite back a screech as my side protested at the treatment.
"Amelia you need to rest, you are wounded. Remember what Scott said. 'If someone of your team is ever injured, remember you are as weak as your weakest link so make sure that link stays stronger than your enemies.' And right now you look like you got run over by a Semi a hundred times over." Zane said as he zipped up to me before throwing me over his shoulder.
"Zane put me down you Jerk!"
"Nope. Not until you agree to take it easy." He said flinching after I hit him particularly hard in the spine. He readjusted me but didn't let me down.
"Not happening. Just in case you didn't notice, we are being hunted. There isn't any time to take a break. You know what happened last time we did that." I said, my voice going frail by the end of my speech. Tears made their way to my eyes but I quickly rubbed them away, thankful that I had the excuse of there actually being sand in my eyes.
"Melia you know we still mourn Jess but that doesn't mean we have to run for the rest of our lives. Eventually that will kill us just as much if not more than being hunted for our powers." Michael said as he caught up with Zane's jumpy pace. I growled low in my throat but said no more. Eventually we started to see the first signs of civilization besides the road. A green sign reading the words *WELCOME to Tranquility, California. Population 16,732. We hope you have a wonderful stay!*
Oh joy! A populated area for us to ruin. Lovely.
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