Clarissa

"Are you ready, Isabel," I questioned as we gazed down at Rochelle's body. It had decomposed a little bit, but I knew that it was going to get better soon from Isabel's work. We were really supposed to be doing this two days from now, but we didn't want anyone to be interrupting us, especially Matt and Dillon. They were the ones that would mostly cause us trouble when this happen, so we had to do this now. We were the only two in the cave. Arkarian was watching Marduke's body, just in case we didn't kill him. I hope we did because if I didn't, I would be pissed after I'm better.

"Yes," she said shakily. She was nervous about what would happen to Rochelle and me.

"Remember, no matter what happens around you, focus on Rochelle," I reminded her.

"Before we start, can you tell me what will happen to you so that I won't be surprised at all," she asked. I nodded. I figured that she might ask this question.

"It's going to be total silence before I finally get to Rochelle spiritually. When I do, I'm going to be screaming. Remember to ignore it. Then when she's finally back into her body, I'm going to look like I'm dead. Don't look at me at all. Look at Rochelle and all the progress you are doing because this is our only chance to bring her back, Isabel. It's important that we do now because later might be too late." She nodded. "When I'm on the floor, leave me where I am. I know that the others might want to take me somewhere else, but it's imperative that you leave me next to Rochelle. You have to make sure that both of us are left alone. Do you got it?" She nodded.

"I'm ready," she said as she got into her stance.

"Let's begin," I instructed as I got into my own stance and dug for Rochelle's soul.

Arkarian

Clarissa and Isabel entered the cave the day that they planned to bring Rochelle back. Nobody but Dartemis and I knew that the girls were doing this now. This procedure was making me nervous, and I hoped that they were going to make it out fine.

"Ready for your job, Arkarian," Clarissa questioned.

"What job," I questioned. I was never told of any job before.

"You're going to watch over Marduke's grave while we bring Rochelle back," Isabel instructed. I stared at them in horror.

"We'll be fine, Arkarian," Clarissa scoffed. "Now go to your post." Isabel came over to me and gave me a hug. It seemed that she was saying goodbye to me.

"Be careful," I whispered in her ear. She backed away to look in my eyes.

"I'm going to be here when you get back, Arkarian. I won't leave you, ever. I love you," Isabel said before she gave me a kiss. I kissed her back with as much passion as I could.

"I love you too," I gasped after we pulled away for our breath. I started walking towards the back of the cave, always looking back at Isabel, worry sketched on my face. Dartemis then appeared next to me.

"They'll be fine," he said with conviction. I knew that he was worried also, but it was nice to hear that he believed it with all his heart.

"Yes," I agreed. "Yes, they will." We continued on our way, and we were soon at Marduke's grave site. We both sat down in silence, not looking behind us. We stared at Marduke's form of stone, waiting for the screaming to begin. It did, but we couldn't believe the magnitude of it. It could be heard for hundreds of miles, and it felt like she was screaming at the top of her lungs right next to us. We both shuddered at the noise, not daring to look back. We both knew that if we did, then we'd be running back to them to protect them from something we couldn't do.

We watched as Marduke's stony form came back to life, piece by piece. It scared me to know that we didn't know for sure if Marduke was going to be alive, or if he was going to be dead. I wished with all my heart that he would be dead for not just Isabel's sake, but for everybody's sake.

After what felt like an eternity, the screaming finally stopped, and we knew that she was done with her part of the process. I was just worried about Isabel. There would be no sign of relief for me to know when she was done.

"When do you think we should head back," I questioned.

"I believe that now would be a good time," Dartemis answered, going up to the pieces of Marduke, testing them out. "He's dead. We'll be safe from his frightening form." We ran down to the cave, ready to go to our loved ones.

We finally got to the room that they were at, and Dillon was trying to knock down the door. He looked tired but determined to do so.

"Dillon," Dartemis called.

"I have to help her," Dillon cried. "I have to!" He hit the door again. Matt came running in then.

"What was all that screaming about," he questioned. The others came in then also. Dillon was still trying to knock the door down.

"It was Clarissa," I answered as no one else would. Matt walked towards the door, and looked around it as if he was going to open it by himself.

"Not yet, Matthew," Dartemis said, stopping him. "Isabel may still well be working, and this is a tricky thing to do." He nodded, but Dillon wouldn't stop banging on the door.

"Dillon, stop," I commanded. He didn't, and Matt pulled him from the door to stop him.

"I have to be in there for her," he cried. Matt didn't let him go. He soon stopped fighting and fell to the ground, sobbing.

"It's going to be alright," Neriah said, trying to sooth him, but he turned his angry gaze on her.

"You don't know anything about Clarissa's power, Neriah, and you're saying that it's going to be alright! I don't even know her power, and I'm closer to her than you are! What would you say if I told you that this might actually kill her, or the next time that she does this, it will kill her," he yelled.

"Enough," Dartemis yelled. Everyone turned quiet at his voice. "It's not going to be easy for anyone of us, but this is already started so it can't be stopped. We just have to sit and wait for what comes next." Everyone turned silent as we all waited for the news of what was to come. Everyone had an expression of nervousness or concern on their faces, and I'm sure mine was like that. Dillon was the only one taking the worst. He finally stood and started pacing in front of the door, too nervous to sit. After what felt like another eternity. Isabel exited the room and quickly closed the door, exhausted.

"Is Clarissa okay," Dillon questioned. "Is she going to be okay?"

"I don't know yet, Dillon," she said tiredly. I walked over to her and sat next to her. I pulled her into my arms, and she leaned against my body for support.

"What about Rochelle," Ethan asked.

"She's all healed, but she hasn't woken up yet," Isabel informed us.

"She won't wake up until Clarissa does," Dartemis stated. "They are both trying to come out of the spirit world together, and I do not know how long it will take."

"I thought that she was out of the spirit world already," Isabel questioned.

"When she was screaming, she was entering the world," Dartemis said. "She needed to die to be able to bring Rochelle back to life. That's why Clarissa's heart isn't beating while Rochelle's heart is working perfectly. She's transferring Rochelle between lives. That's why it's such a hard task on Clarissa's body. It's what causes the nausea and the fainting spells."

"Can I go see her," Dillon questioned. Dartemis shook his head.

"No one will be allowed to see them until they are ready enough, which means when Clarissa wakes up, we'll be able to see her," Dartemis commanded.

"Can't you help them or something," Dillon questioned him.

Dartemis shook his head. "Only Clarissa and Rochelle will be able to go through this painful journey together." Dillon groaned as he hit his head against the wall.

"That won't help you, Dillon," Matt sighed.

"Well, what do you want me to do," he questioned. "Nothing's going to work until Clarissa wakes up and is finally able to be in my arms."

"Let's all go home," Matt instructed. Neriah, Shaun, Jimmy, and Matt got up to leave. "Come on, Dillon, you can stay at my house. You too, Ethan."

"I'm going to wait here," Ethan said.

"You can take one of the bedrooms then," I said as I pointed down the hallway. Before anyone could say anymore, we heard noise from the other room. It was the noise of someone vomiting.