An AU Clique story

I don't own anything at all :( Rayne belongs to Sarah (psychotic honeybadger of death) and Malachi Ari belongs to Nala (Frays)

A/N: Thanks again for all of your reviews! Sarah, you make me laugh. As promised, I am bringing Clam back together for the second half of this chapter.

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MASSIES POV

We had all talked to the police early this morning, telling them only what we last knew of Claire. I was scared...we were scared. None of us knew if Claire was alive or not.

Even Derrick was upset and I felt horrible for yelling at him. He seemed more confused than the rest of us. During lunch, The Pretty Committee and I sat around our table with their boyfriends. Derrick was probably off doing who knows what. As we ate lunch, we went over some theories as to what happened to our friend.

"Maybe she finally caved under pressure. She's always stressing about graduating," Alicia suggested.

"If she was, she knows to talk to me. I've always been able to help her out," Kristen added.

"I know what happened." Derrick spoke, approaching our table.

We stared skeptically at him, wondering if we should believe what he had to say. We all know what he did to Claire. For all we know, he could lie about it...again!

"Well?" I asked, waiting in annoyance for his response.

He looked confused, wondering if he should tell us. Gawd, he was ah-nnoying me so much! Finally, he spoke up.

"Follow me," He instructed.

Getting up from the table, we followed Derrick into the front office and to the conference room where the screens for the security cameras were.

"You saw everything on here and you didn't tell anyone!?" Alicia yelled.

"Hey if I told you, then you wouldn't have believed me. And besides, security cameras don't lie," Derrick explained.

He wound back the tape of the screen by the mural and finally pressed play to the date and time he last saw Claire. It depicted the two of them talking and Derrick had turned to leave. He turned back around and pushed Claire against the wall. I punched Derrick as I kept my eyes trained on the screen.

"OW!" He whined.

I ignored him and my eyes bulged as I saw Claire hit the wall and it swallowed her up!

"What the...?" We all exclaimed.

Derrick wound it back again and showed it a second time. Claire...was swallowed up...by a wall?! That was impossible! Maybe Derrick tampered with the tape. Nah...that's not really possible to do.

Claire...was inside a wall?!

"AHHH!" I screamed, finally processing what happened.

Derrick laughed and pointed at me.

"That was my first reaction, too," He explained through giggles.

I glared at him, daring him to say something snarky just so that I could pound him. When he said nothing, I felt triumphant.

"Guys, I think I may have an answer to this," Kristen spoke up.

The next thing I know, we're in the library sitting on the comfy couches in the back corner. On the coffee table in-between us is a big worn out leather book. The title on it was "Myths and other Theories." Really? She was basing this on myths? Oh well, I usually don't argue with Kristen when she does research. She gets pretty ugly when we try to correct her theories and such.

Kristen opened the book to a section that depicted our mural in it.

"This school is in the myth books?" Alicia asked.

Nodding, Kristen delved into it.

"Our school was built before the first world war happened. It says that the builders made a separate hallway with an escape route in case it went under attack. After the war, they put up the mural to close the secret hallway. This is true," Kristen read.

"Wow..." We all said, incoherent.

"Now the myth says that inside the hallway is a portal to another world. There's this prophecy that say the world will be destroyed at the hands of a sorceress, but someone will stop her. They myth also says that The Chosen One will have a pure and innocent heart, but also a will to help others in need," Kristen continued.

We all sat there in silence, absorbing the news. So Claire was chosen to save another world? This myth was legit? what did this have to do with our world, I wonder?

"It also says that if the sorceress found out about our world, she would want to rule," Dylan added.

HOLY SHIT!

"Well what can we do? How do we get Claire out of there?" I blurted.

I was so worried for her. Claire couldn't hit someone even if she wanted to. How was she going to save another world when she could hardly defend herself? She always depended on us to get her out of tough situations, like with Allie-Rose Singer. She was just so helpless on her own!

Kristen shook her head as she read the next section.

"Claire has to kill the sorceress in order to come home," She added.

Kill? Claire had to kill another human being? This was ridiculous! These kind of things just don't happen in real life! Kill someone! Did I mention that Claire is completely helpless?

I took out my cell phone and dialed up Claires' number. Maybe this time, she'll answer it.

"Hello?" A voice called out, obviously Claires'.

"CLAIRE! Ewmagod, we've been trying to get a hold of you!" I exclaimed and put my phone on speaker.

"Massie, oh my god! You guys have no idea where I am, do you? Listen, tell my family that I'm fine," Claire said.

"No Kuh-laire listen, we found out what happened. Derrick told us and Kristen even found more answers," I explained.

"So you guys know that there's this crazy sorceress?" Claire asked.

We replied with a yes. Suddenly, a male voice spoke up.

"What is that strange device that you are speaking into?" The male voice asked.

Damn, whoever he was...he sounded super sexy.

"Your highness, my friends have gotten in contact with me. Listen Mass, you guys need to do me a favor," Claire said.

We listened, ignoring the fact that Claire was talking to a Prince. I mean come on! She said "Your highness." What kind of place was she in?

"Anything," Chris said.

"You've got to find an inscription on the mural. It should be able to give you guys access to the portal. I'm going to need some help," Claire explained.

We all looked at each other, wondering how we were to help.

"Why?" Derrick asked.

"Uh no, not you Derrick. You got me into this mess and you're not going to help. Massie, I'll need certain tools," Claire explained.

With some understanding, I wrote down a list of what she needed. A hand pistol from her father's gun safe with some extra ammo, binoculars, and some other things. Warning her to be careful, I hung up and turned to The Pretty Committee and the boys. I gave them my signature smirk.

"It looks like we may get a chance to see the other world after all," I told them.

CLAIRES POV

Earlier...

The next morning once I woke up, I showered and changed into a new outfit.

I chose a light blue knee-length dress that had an off white waist belt. With it, a pair of white leggings and a pair of black knee-length boots. A white cloak was tied around my shoulders.

Tying my hair into a low ponytail, I pocketed my cell phone and headed outside into town. There was a large crowd on the streets with Prince Fisher and The King on their horses in the center. The King was reading out loud from a scroll.

"...a maiden is to be chosen to wed Prince Fisher in order to continue keeping the kingdom running," The King announced.

Wedded? Take over the kingdom? Did something happen to The Queen?

Spotting me in the crowd, Prince Fisher got off of his horse and approached me.

" Maiden Claire, I don't mean to be bold but my mother has passed away. My father needs me to find a bride. And since we've met, I couldn't help but feel something between us," Prince Fisher explained.

And for reasons that I couldn't explain, I understood what he meant. There was this spark that I felt when he had touched my hand and I knew.

"I will come to the castle with you," I replied.

Nodding, he asked me for directions to my cottage so that we could pack up some of my personal affects. Replying with a yes, I led him to my abode and let him and his father in. Seeing what my room looked like, the two of them looked at each other in shock. I questioned this as I filled a duffel bag with my clothes that I arrived in along with the purple outfit that I had on the day before. I chose another outfit similar to that one in the colors green and brown with the same white leggings and boots. Shoving them all in, I grabbed my make-up from the bathroom.

"What is that look for?" I finally asked, finishing up my packing.

"This room...how did you get here?" The King asked.

With a sigh, I waited until we left it and back to the outdoors. Prince Fisher tied up my duffel bag to the side bags that his horse was carrying.

"Well, it's a long story. I will tell you on the ride to the castle," I explained.

Nodding, King Fisher mounted his horse while Cameron helped me onto his. He mounted on after me from behind and he grabbed hold of the reigns. A warm feeling crept into my heart as I felt his arms wrap around me from behind as he guided his horse after his father. Sheesh, I just met the guy and I have the biggest crush on him.

The ride to the castle was indeed long, so I entertained the two royals with my tale as to how I got here. In-between all of that, I looked at the scenery around me, taking in its' beauty. Cherry blossoms were in bloom and yellow daisies were sprouted up from the ground.

"So that's why you were in the modern room," Cameron gasped.

I nodded.

"So, you're probably wondering why you got here," He said.

Well, I had been curious now that he mentioned it.

I urged him to tell me why. He explained that his mother The Queen, had passed away from a sickness. He also explained that his father could not rule alone, but that he refused to marry the only eligible woman in the kingdom; a sorceress named Malachi Ari.

Once the two of us were out of The Kings earshot, Prince Fisher continued explaining everything to me.

"My father is a hypocrite. He believes in magic, yet he won't marry her. I don't blame him though; the woman is a loon. She wants to rule the kingdom. She even said that she would kill The Chosen One from doing so," He explained.

Rayne had said something about The Chosen One; assuming that's who I was. What was this Chosen One suppose to mean?

"Chosen One?" I finally asked, annoyed with not having much knowledge on it.

Nodding, Prince Fisher then told me about a prophecy. As he explained it, my brain connected everything and I knew...that I was this Chosen One.

"If you had wanted to get into our world without the wall swallowing you up, there's an inscription on the wall that you read out loud, giving you access to our world. Unfortunately, it's hard to find and read as it is in Latin," Prince Fisher explained.

Rats, so much for getting out of here. I don't know Latin.

Finally, we came to the castle. It was humongous! The walls were made of red bricks, the drawbridge brown and guards were up on the top pacing around. The King led the way in until we came to the stables. Dismounting, Prince Fisher untied my duffel bag and carried it in for me as he led me in and up a few flights of stairs. We came to a big brown door.

"Here's where you will be staying. The servants will show you around and I will send the royal tailor to attend to you," Cameron explained.

I turned to him, looking into his strange green and blue eyes. I had judged him poorly when we first met, but I changed my mind. He truly was a gentleman. Before I could thank him for anything, I felt my cellphone buzz and I took it out. It was Massie!


And this would be where Massie and Claire have that conversation about what they discovered.