Several wizarding teenagers were kidnapped and brought to an island full of danger. Their only goal is to survive...
--PART FOUR--
Ginny took a deep shuddering breath and tried to calm down. She had just fallen... into a deep dark pit, with no obvious exits, and with no way to get help other than screaming herself hoarse. The red-haired girl slowly began to take stock of her surroundings. She was in a subterranean cavern, and was laying some rather crunchy rocks. It was strangely warm, and-
Wait, crunchy rocks? Were rocks crunchy? She had no idea, maybe some kinds were... but wondering about rocks was not helping, so moving on, she began to grope around in the darkness, to find a stick, or a heavy rock, or something to defend herself with however primitive.
When her fingers closed around a smooth wooden rod, she couldn't believe it. Ginny hoped it was what she thought it was... softly, hopefully, she whispered, "Lumos." A soft light illuminated the cave, and she nearly cried. With a bright smile, she looked around the cave she had fallen into... and screamed at the top of her lungs at what she saw.
Those 'crunchy rocks' were not rocks at all. She was on a huge cairn of bones. It filled nearly the whole cave. The young woman hurriedly slid off of the pile of bones, shaking.
Some of those skeletons were human. Some were regular animals. And some were obviously magical creatures... Ginny began to shake when she saw, partially exposed, the skull of a dragon. What was this place? She shivered.
The young witch pressed her back against the rough damp wall of the cavern, trying to ignore the foul odor that was coming from a tunnel that branched off of it. It was getting stronger… was the creature returning?
Regretfully, Ginny whispered, "Nox," and waited for her eyes to adjust to the dim light that the hole she had fallen through provided. Then, as she heard something coming in from the tunnel, she huddled down close to the ground.
She heard a soft, slithery sound, accompanied by a purring growl and laughter. Human laughter. Then she noticed… the entrance to the tunnel was getting lighter. She couldn't hide in the darkness of the cave. They were coming closer, the man and the beast, a large, shadowy, winged beast… she couldn't make it out, but she was sure that it was the same one.
They didn't notice the scared girl clinging to the wall, somehow. They continued in across the cavern, around the cairn of bones as if it didn't exist. When they were on the far side of the cave, Ginny lunged towards the tunnel they had just vacated.
The beast turned quickly, and hissed at her. "Girl, wait!" the man yelled as Ginny fled down the tunnel that (though she didn't know it) led to the beach. "Oh bloody hell. Stupid child…" he sighed and patted his permanently transfigured brother on the neck. "It was safer down here."
Ginny's eyes adjusted to the light quickly, and she stopped running just in time. If she had take a few more steps she would've fallen into the sea. The red-haired witch stared down at the surf crashing against the cliff below, at the jagged rocks sticking up from the swirling waters. Then she saw the creatures clinging to those rocks. Creatures like the beast she had seen inside the cave, but in a variety of sizes and colors... and much less tame. They were fighting violently, in the air and in the water.
She swallowed hard and backed away from the edge of the cliff. "GINNY! GINNY!" she heard people screaming her name and ran towards them, inland. Hoping that the screams hadn't alerted the beasts to their presence.