Author's Note: Hello darlings :) Thank you for answering my little question yesterday; it is very much appreciated (I wasn't going to change anything in the story because of it, I was just curious). Anyways, yesterday my A/N was sooo amazingly long, so I'm gunna try and cut it short today.
I just checked it, and this story has had over 250 hits per chapter, which is amazing, but still kinda disappointing when you think about the reviews. Anyways, if you love me- or, you know, the story- please take the time to review, review, review!
PS. Does anyone have any suggestions for a good book for me to read? I'm in desperate need of a new series to obsess about. Message me your suggestions, or just put em in with your reviews. Thanks!
PPS. I just realized Harry Potter comes out next week, and I'm kinda excited. Who's going on opening night?
That's it, I'm stopping now.
Disclaimer: (In fetal position, rocking back and forth because of what Tori said)
Me: I don't own Darkest Powers, I don't own Darkest Powers, I don't own Darkest Powers.
Simon: Hey, you think she's snapped?
Me: (Stops rocking, turns head to face Simon, eye twitching) SHUT UP!
Simon: Okaaayy….
Repetition
Chloe POV
It was the same dream this time, but something was different.
Something was wrong.
The last time I had been forced to watch this nightmare play out, I was utterly terrified. I had screamed, searched desperately for possible escape routes and squeezed the pendant my mom had given me. Nothing had worked until the necklace started glowing, but that had been when Derek decided to wake me up. Now I was back, but this time, there was a strange atmosphere, and even though I knew what was coming, I wasn't afraid. I wandered around the graveyard, even pausing to study tombstones I found interesting; for whatever reason, I actually felt…safe.
That is, until I felt the sudden presence of something behind me. Oh, please no, not again, I begged. That was pretty stupid of me- this reoccurring nightmare wasn't going to stop because I asked it nicely. I turned around slowly, hoping I was wrong about the direction this dream would follow.
I wasn't. About twenty feet behind me was a mob of decaying corpses. They were slowly making their way over to where I was standing, but I wasn't going to allow them to catch up to me- now matter how much I wanted it to be different from the last nightmare, I knew that in this dream, I would also have no control over any of the things I had somehow awakened.
My hand shot up to grab my necklace and I took off running, hoping that the throng of angry zombies behind me was all I had to run from. If there was another gang of corpses coming from another part of the graveyard I was going to be seriously pissed off…and you know, dead meat.
Moments later I reached a grassy hill. It was pretty steep, and I knew it would slow me down. Great, a hill, I thought sarcastically. Who puts a hill in a graveyard? I shook my head and continued running- figuring, as long as it got me farther away from those bodies, it didn't matter if it took a little extra effort. I began climbing, and a few minutes later was at the top.
I really shouldn't have looked down.
I was completely, utterly and totally surrounded. Hundreds of thousands of rotting, decaying, putrid bodies filled the graveyard, closing in around the base of the hill, trapping me. I knew I was done for, so I grabbed my necklace and squeezed as hard as I could.
Something seemed to change when my skin came in contact with the stone, causing it to heat up. The glowing followed, and I really hoped that it meant Derek would be waking me up soon. I closed my eyes and waited but nothing happened, so I opened them again and concentrated. The zombies were moving faster now, as it my necklace was some magnet luring them in. How do I get these things to leave me alone? I don't remember summoning them, but if I did, why can't I control them? Why won't they obey me?
I looked around, wishing the answer would just fall out of the sky. It didn't, so I tried clearing my head and thinking rationally. Ok Chloe, think. If this were a movie, what would happen? The answer would be somewhere right in front of the main character's nose, and they would just need to stop freaking out long enough to figure it out. If you want to get out of here, you have to calm down.
Yeah I need to calm down, I thought back, but how am I supposed to do that when thousands of angry zombies are after me and all I have is this stupid glowing necklace? Just to illustrate my point further I held my necklace up in front of me. Help me! I begged. Hadn't my mother given me this necklace to protect me from evil spirits? Where was this so-called protection now? I brought it closer and held it between my hands, pleading with it to help me. I unclasped my hands and held them out connected, my palms facing upwards. The stone rested in the center, and when I looked down, I realized it had stopped glowing. It had stopped glowing, but I could see something inside of it that was still giving off light. I brought my hands up closer to my face to inspect the jewel and realized that there were words contained inside. These words would have been invisible if not for the mysterious light the necklace had given off, and even now, they were difficult to make out. The words were strange, written with strange symbols in some unknown language, but as I studied them carefully, their meaning suddenly became clear to me; I knew then what I had to do.
"CHLOE, YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP!"
I opened my eyes, not as surprised as I had been the last time he had woken me up. After all, I had known it was a dream since the beginning, hadn't I? Weird though; it had seemed like more than a dream…
I didn't understand why Derek was freaking out; I hadn't been screaming, had I? No, I hadn't- so what could be wrong?
"Derek? What's wr-"
I could see the terror in his eyes. I jumped up, all trace of exhaustion suddenly gone.
"Chloe, you have to wake up! There's something out there! You did something, summoned something! There's-" A terrifying sound filled the clearing, and it was like nothing I had ever heard before. Even that poor bird in the forest behind Andrew's cabin hadn't even come close to making this sound, and it had been shot multiple times…
"What's out there?" I asked him, suddenly terrified.
"I don't know, but whatever it is, you summoned it somehow. Your necklace was glowing, and you were repeating something in a weird language, and I couldn't get near you before something pushed me back… Chloe, whatever's out there, you have to release it before people come to investigate the noise."
I nodded and slowly made my way to the mouth of the tent, mentally preparing myself for what I was about to see.
Well, you did ask when it would all become real, so here's your answer.
We were surrounded by thousands of zombies, not limited to the human kind. There were animals of every shape and size, inching towards the tent on half eaten arms and legs. The human corpses were worse, some without heads and others with limbs attached only by a few pieces of leftover skin. It was the most repulsive, sickening thing I had ever seen, and I almost puked before remembering I was a necromancer and had seen much worse. Shaking my head to clear it, I focused instead on the situation. If I could control these zombies, I could make them stop long enough for me to be able to release them. Something inside me told me it wasn't going to work, but I tried anyway.
"Stop!"
Nothing.
They seemed to be moving closer, coming towards me faster, surrounding me…
"Chloe, why won't they obey you?"
"I don't know!"
I was panicking then, because I knew we would never be able to fight them off.
"Chloe, your necklace!" I looked down at it, and realized for the first time that it had stopped glowing; and just like in the dream, I could make out words and symbols etched into the face of the jewel. The meaning of the words entered my mind, and for the second time that night, I knew what I had to do.
I began repeating the words over and over again. One word blended into the next, and it began to sound like a hum. It was long, complicated, and outlandish, and I knew that had I not possessed any supernatural ability, I wouldn't have been able to say it- let alone think it.
I don't know how long I did it, but I knew it was working because the sounds of movement stopped. When I opened my eyes after what seemed like hours, it was light out, and nothing in that clearing was moving. The only thing I could hear was the sound of Derek's breathing.
The strange words and symbols disappeared from my mind, and everything went black.
A/N: Phew! That was difficult! Sorry about the length guys, but sometimes, a short chapter is better than a long one (I'm hoping this is one of those times). Plus, you can only include so much description in a story before it starts to get boring… Anyways, please review!
