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Triggered

The day just kept on getting worse, yet alone longer. The living has certainly had its fair share of different atmospheres within the course of the day. At the moment it was still and tense; like we were all waiting for a surprise attack. With this thought, my eyes flickered away from Leila, who was standing in front of the fire place as so everyone could see her. As for the rest of us, we sat on the couch and armchairs, me mainly sitting on Dren's lap with his arms securely wrapped round me.

"Tyler has completely lost it; the little one. . . Kiki, I think; she can barely sit up yet alone stand. He is using her to get answers out of the other two. . ." Leila voice sound strained and tired, the way she was leaning against the empty fireplace screamed that she had had enough of her brother.

"Answers? Answers to what, Leila?" Tarb's voice pitching high at the end of his question, worry and concern ruining his still young looking manner. Dren gave me a soft squeeze when he and I both felt our little one kick out gently within me. Although we did not smile at it this time. This squeeze didn't go unnoticed, Deep blue gave a weak smile in our direction before turning to face his daughter.

"He wants to know why father has sided with you guys and as to why he has had to destroy our uncle; but I already know the answers to both of them -"

"Well, if that is the case Leila. Why has he continued with his little torture games?" Deep blue questioned whilst raising an eyebrow at his daughter. From his tone; he was not impressed. At the mention of the question, Leila lowered her head in shame, she replied with her head still hung low.

"He doesn't listen to me father. Yes, I maybe the strongest but he will not listen. He never listens" Dren placed his head on my shoulder and let a deep sigh, he was growing bored of this. But so was I and my stomach felt like there was a hurricane trapped within me. Hey now, settle. You are beginning to hurt mummy. Settle please. . . As if by magic, the little storm calmed. I praised my baby by rubbing where I could feel the tiny head. Dren also gave both me and our baby a comforting squeeze. Time appeared to have froze and unfroze for all of that to happen.

"Tonix has done more to him, than he could ever of wished he had done to me; if he will not listen to you my young one, then he have no choice but to listen to me" Leila snapped up, her eyes wide with fear. Deep blue rose from the chair to walk over to his daughter and place a hand on her trembling shoulders. "Leila, what has you so fearful all of a sudden. You are safe here, my dear" Deep blue tone was soft but his eyebrows had pulled close together.

"Father, when I tried to make him listen. I had a knife at my throat, father. Tyler is sick, he could of - he was going to kill me" Leila voices was pitching too high, fear was leaking through her calm demeanour, as if she was remembering what had happened.

o o o o o

Pain was I could feel at this moment in time but the ringing in my ears was far from over. Tyler had lost it; I knew that he wouldn't listen to me but I had to try. I didn't know how much more the small human could take. With Sardon in chains, I was their only hope for freedom. But now all I had to focus on was not getting myself killed.

"Tyler, please listen to me -" My begging was cut short as Tyler rammed me into the nearest cold damp wall. His jade eye turning black as he drew a blade close to my throat. I maybe the strongest but He was a few inches taller than me; he had a slight advantage over me. "You wouldn't, would you?" Was all I able to spit out before the blade was replaced by hand gripping my neck; threatening to break it if I said or did something he wasn't happy about.

"Now that you are quiet; you can listen to me. They are the ones who have poisoned our father's mind not our dead uncle. Father is in the wrong not him, you understand, Leila? They are the reason for all this madness, and they have the answers I need to help father. It is not my fault they refuse to give me the answers" He loosen his grip around my neck just the slightest but he held the blade near. The grip was loose enough as so I was able to talk in a tight voice.

"Tyler, I can see where you are coming from but they not touch father; they have helped him, please Tyler. Listen"

o o o o o

From where I was perched on Dren's lap; I saw a visible shudder as Leila appeared to have recalled a memory of her time with Tyler. Deep blue gently pull Leila into a soft reassuring hug as he softly spoke.

"There now, my Leila. Everything is going to be alright; you'll see" Once he had finished his sentence, he gave her a loving squeeze before releasing her but never moving from her side. Leila gave a weak smile a go on her pale cream face.

"I m glad you are free now father, but what of Tyler? It should of worn off, if he had anything done to him, right?" Deep blue shrugged.

"To be completely honest with you my dear. I haven't the faintest idea as to how my brother spells and potions work" Although it was a weak smile; it still fell from Leila's face. I sighed; this wasn't getting anywhere. Placing a hand protectively on my stomach; I rose slowly to my feet.. Even though no trouble occurred whilst I stood up; I could feel Dren's golden eyes on my back, his hand lingering on my hips; waiting to catch me if I fell.

I was about to speak, but Tarb's reaction to me standing up caused me to stop and stare at him with curious eyes.

"Is it just me, or is your stomach bigger than what it was this morning, Zoey?" Tarb asked innocently, This caused both Dren and I to raise an eyebrow towards the young alien before turning to Deep blue for some hope of a reason. We were in luck.

"Hmm, oh the reason for your stomach being the size it is now; I will put it very simply for both of you. The development rate of your child is going to be completely different; from what both of you would expect. With me so far? Anyway, Zoey, your baby in there is growing every few minutes; not every few days or weeks" Now I was just standing there with my hands on my growing stomach and with my mouth slightly a jar. Deep blue chuckled at this as well as Dren and surprisingly; Tarb. Leila just stared at nothing and mostly seeing nothing. I gulped at what Deep blue had just said. Did that mean, that I was going to be a mother quicker than I thought? I was pulled out of my deep thinking when I heard Dren gasp in shock, by the time I had turned to face him. He was hutched over with his eye shut tight. My eyes shot towards Deep blue; begging for an answer. Making eye contact Deep blue spoke clear and calm.

"We Cyniclons, can speak to each other over a large range of distance by connecting to the mind of the other person, it hurts at first but after a couple of seconds you go numb" Deep blue smiled as his blue eyes watched over Dren; His nephew. I smiled but I didn't know why. I gently placed a hand on Dren's now trembling shoulder. A few seconds after my hand made contact with his shoulder; Dren head snapped up, eyes wide but unfocused. Deep blue was the first to ask the main question.

"Who was it, Dren? Why did they make the connection with you?" Deep blue asked as he slowly walked over and even slower; place a hand on the other free shoulder, Leila lingering at her father's side. Her face concerned but curious. Dren swayed from where he sat but he answered in a mumbled voice.

"It was Sardon. Kiki doesn't have much time left; and now he is starting to use Bridget to make him answer. What do we do, Deep blue? Sardon is scared for more the girls than himself. . ." Dren gasped again, as his eyes shut tight and hutched over once again, we waited a few minutes before Dren was back to himself. This time it was Leila that asked.

"Who was it now, Dren?" Dren moaned before he answered back; swaying as he did. Deep blue and I helped him by holding him steady.

"Tyler, he somehow heard what Sardon had sent me; He wants to know what you going to do and either or not Leila is going to help him or you, Deep blue. . . I think I need to lay down, my head is killing me" Deep blue and I helped Dren lay down on the couch. Underneath the hand that was on my stomach; the baby kicked out twice, harder this time. Ssh, daddy is fine, settle now. . . I spoke softly inwards to comfort my baby. The room stilled before Deep blue made a snap decision.

"I am going to deal with that son of mine; and you, Leila are going to stay here and watch over this lot. Understand?" Deep blue' face harden as he spoke this order. Leila just nodded head very stiffly. Dren moaned as he tried to sit up from his laying position. All eyes were on him.

"If you are going; then so am I"

"So am I" Tarb spoke from besides Dren; who was now trying to stand up, swaying as he did but never fell over. Deep blue rolled his eyes at this.

"No. You two are to stay here with Leila. She is in charge here until I am back with Sardon and the other two mews" Deep blue vanished before anyone could make a protest, Dren growled at this.

"No way, not this time. I will not be the one to be left behind again! Zoey, iam sorry but Ihave to go, you understand; don't you?" I smiled weakly at how he sounded like he was begging me to understand him.

"Dren, I will never understand the thing you do but I just want you to come home in one piece, okay?" I begged whilst I had pulled him into a loving hug, as I released him; we share a short sweet kiss before he to. Vanished. I sighed.

Leila came from behind and place a hand gently on one of my shoulders; I turn my head to see that she was wearing a small but some what reassuring smile on her pale cream face. Kick, kick, kick. I gasped as my stomach soon became a place of a kicking match. Leila and Tarb both helped me to lay down on the couch. I gasped again as my inner stomach was a victim to another kick.

"What do we do, Leila?" Tarb asked in a pained voice, I gave a muffled scream. Baby please stop, you're scaring mummy. Not even talking inwards to my baby stopped the madness with my stomach. "Leila! What do we do?" Tarb pressed again but louder this time. Leila appeared to be able to speak; all she did was shake her head. I screamed as the window in the living room shattered as a blur of bright colours streamed into the room. My world fell back. Silence.

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