Mark watched them drift out of sight. Darn. he thought. So close. And then Kelli had to show up. He needed to get rid of her. And her sisters. But then he thought about what the Boss had said. Don't harm the girls. Right, cause they were the secret weapon, the Chosen Ones. he thought disgustedly. He knew the Boss wanted the girls to be his heirs to his throne, but he could never get them to him. He shuddered at what would happen if those girls ruled. But that kind of world was exactly what the Boss wanted. He wanted them. Of course, he could have taken them and raised them in the palace, but their mother didn't want them to be raised that way. After her death, they disappeared. The Boss couldn't find them. But the Protection Agency couldn't hide them forever, and made the mistake of putting them in a public school, where they were in plain sight. That would be the worst choice they would ever make. All he had to do was locate them now. He pulled out his locator. "Will Stronghold." he said. A red dot began blinking on the screen. He knew where ever her little friends would be, she would too. He smiled. Kelli, Kelli, Kelli. He thought. Don't you remember? All of your most trusted friends will betray you, even if they don't know it.
Will POV
I stared at Warren. That thing was his uncle? I thought. I shuddered. I know I'd hate to be related to that person. While Warren glowered in a corner, Kelli took us on a tour of the lair. It was sorda like my mom and dad's lair. Suddenly, I heard this beeping sound. I looked around, but nobody else seemed to here it. I tried to ignore it, but it continued to increase in sound. Olive kept giving me odd looks, and finally, came over to me. "What is that beeping sound?" she hissed. "It's getting on my nerves." I shrugged. "I have no idea." Frowning, she turned away and walked over to Kelli, Aubree and Kylin. I tried to hear what they were saying by moving closer. "Tha échei af̱tó to períergo í̱cho sto myaló tou." Olive said to them. What language were they talking in? "Ti ennoeís?" Kylin asked. "Eínai af̱tó to charakti̱ristikó í̱cho pou kratá dynamó̱nei." Olive replied. Suddenly, Kelli gasped. "Nomízo̱ óti o Márkos échei mia entopismoú kai parakoloúthi̱si̱s tha eínai!" she said in an excited voice. The others nodded. "Ti prépei na kánoume?" Aubree asked. "Prépei na tho̱rakísei to myaló tou." Olive said. "Symfo̱nó̱." The others said together. They broke apart and walked towards me. "Will, Mark is tracking you. We're gonna have to shield your mind, ok?" Kelli said. By now, everyone was listening in, even Warren. "Ti gínetai me tous állous? Tha boroúse na ta parakoloutheíte polý." Kylin whispered to Kelli. "Écheis díkio. Prépei na profyláxoun ta myalá tous epísi̱s." Kelli replied. "In fact, we need to shield everyone's minds." she said. "Now, Will, come here." Olive said. I came to her. "Listen, whatever you do, do not leave this area." she said. She drew a circle around the perimeter of the room. Then she ushered everyone inside it. "Stay inside this circle. Do not, under any circumstances, leave this circle." she said. Layla walked over to me. "What language were they speaking before?" she asked. "I really have no idea." I told her. Warren walked over. "Dude, that thing really is your uncle?" I asked. "Not blood related. My aunt married him." he said. I exhaled. "Phew." I said. "Do you know what language they were speaking?" I asked him. "It seems familiar. I think Mark used it a lot." He looked as if he was going to say something else, but just then the wall right next to us exploded.
Kelli POV
I rushed over to Will, Warren and Layla. "Are you guys alright?" I asked. Before they could respond, Mark stepped over the rubble and into the room. We locked eyes. "Ti káneis edó̱?" I asked him. "O patéras sou mou ésteile." he said. I paled. "Giatí?" I asked. "Giatí nomízete? Thélei ólous sas na érthoun sto spíti." Will turned to me. "What are you guys saying?" he demanded. I hadn't realized we had switched over to Greek. "My father wants us." I said. "That's not so bad." he said. "You haven't met my dad, and if I told you who he was, you would probably run away screaming." I said. I turned back to Mark. "We will go with you, but only if you promise not to harm them." I said, gesturing at my friends. "Fine." he said. "Go home. Forget everything that happened." I told everyone. "Come on." Mark said impatiently. "If I find out you harmed them in any way," I said "Let's just say it will be at least a millenia before you reform." I turned to my sisters. "Let's go." They followed me as I walked up to Mark. A black limo was waiting outside. "After you." he said mockingly. We climbed into the car, and Mark climbed into the front seat. I looked out the window to see all of my friends staring after the car. This won't be the last time I see them. I told myself. A little voice in the back of my head piped up. "Of course it won't. You'll get to see them as soon as they come to your father's palace." It said. "Oh shut up." I told it. I looked around at my sisters. I didn't have to read minds to know we were all thinking the same thing: what will happen to our friends? And more importantly, what's going to happen to us?
Ok, so, for those of you who haven't already guessed, I'm bringing in a little bit of Percy Jackson. Just a heads up!
