Book of Ancients
Brooklyn watched Jayden with a curious eye. Her brunette friend seemed fine, but that was what had her worried. No one should feel fine after running for their life. Especially if Chase Collins was after you. Yet, Jayden just sat at the lunch table as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do. The others, minus Caleb, didn't seem bothered by the fact that everything was just too…...perfect. Sighing, Brooklyn stood from her spot and began to make her way towards her dorm. She heard Reid calling out for her, but ignored his cries to focus on her thoughts.
'Something isn't right about Jayden. Its almost as if she's some sort of robot,' the raven-haired teen thought as she stood in the dormitory hall. Looking around, she noticed she was standing in front of Sarah's and Kate's dorm. Thinking of the book, she opened the door and stepped inside. With a soft sigh, she sat down on Kate's bed with the book in hand.
Dust flew all around when Brooklyn opened it. Coughing, she swatted the filth from the air. Once it was gone, she returned to the book and focused on the page she had turned to. It was mostly about spells, herbs, and rituals that came along with being apart of the chosen four. However, she found a section about dark beings that piqued her interest. Flipping through the section, creatures from nightmares jumped out at her, but Brooklyn stilled on a certain page.
"Blaine and Lucas?" she questioned. It was a hand drawn picture of the brothers, but instead of their normal eye color, red was added. Shaking her head, Brooklyn looked over to the description of the two.
Collins Men
The Collins family has been one of great trouble. The men hold powers of manipulation and copying. They have always been power hungry for things they believe will lead them to ultimate glory. The man that started it all was Oliver Collins, one of the men that helped found the Ipswich Colony of Massachusetts.
Oliver discovered the secret that the four founding families of the colony: Danvers, Perry, Garwin, Sims, and Putnam share. The four have the Magic coursing through their veins and those of the magical world know of them as the Covenant. Oliver became good friends with John Putnam and began to use his on abilities of manipulation to make John want power just as he did. The two soon formed an alliance and sought the control of the colony.
The remaining Covenant believed John had just become mad and began to slowly push the other man out of the Covenant.
Within a year or two, however, people became suspicious and began claiming to see people do strange things. Oliver was one of these people, but Oliver managed to use his abilities to set all claims on John Putnam. John saw this as a crime against the Covenant for not helping him and vowed revenge. Later that same week, Agnes Pope claimed John came to her in a nightmare as an incubus.
With this news, Oliver began reforming his ideas of world domination and the control of the Covenant's abilities. He implanted his ideas into his own son and the two began searching for the son that came from Agnes Pope. No one is sure what happened after that, Agnes disappearing along with her son. Oliver and his son were heard from no more.
The fear of the Collins still abilities and presence is still high. It is with great fear that the Collins men have discovered the Book of Ancients. They believe with its power combined with the Putnam line, then their beliefs and dreams will finally come to pass.
- Elizabeth Mayson (Earth)
Brooklyn felt the book slip from her hands, shock written clearly on her face. This had been the last thing she expected to read. Heck, this probably didn't even make the top 100. Shaking her head, the raven-haired teen stood up from the bed. Running a trembling hand through her hair, she tried to think of some way to explain this to Jayden and the others.
Jayden.
Narrowing her emerald orbs, Brooklyn looked down at the page of the book. Something in her gut told her that she read this page for something. Bending down, she picked it up and stared at it with hard eyes. When she finally looked up, she was surprised to see the girl in question standing in the doorway.
Jayden groaned as she returned to a conscious state. Blinking her blue-green eyes slowly, she found herself staring up at a familiar gray ceiling. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she realized she was still in the attic of what she assumed was Chase's house. Hissing with pain as she slowly sat up, the brunette found her chains were undone. This caught her by surprise. Turning around, she was even more surprised to find the chains were broken from the wall.
"You're awake," Chase's dark voice startled her. Spinning around, Jayden stared straight into Chase's brown, almost black irises. He was leaning casually against the doorway, as if seeing her was the most common thing in the world. However, the brunette noticed his pale complexion and the dark circles under his eyes. He didn't get any sleep the previous night from what she could tell. She decided not to comment on his appearance, her back still bruised from all the shots it took yesterday.
"Mind if I go to the bathroom?" Jayden asked somewhat hesitantly. Chase seemed confused by her hesitant manner, a flash of surprise flickering in his eyes. After a moment, he nodded and motioned for her to follow him. Jayden stood up on shaky legs, almost tripping twice, before she finally reached her captor. He held out his hand for her to steady herself with, but she just stared at it uncertainly.
"I'm not gonna bite," he said. She just sent him a pointed look that clearly said otherwise. With a sigh, she took his hand and let him help her. Chase gripped her hand firmly, but gently, and began to lead her down the stairs. Once they were downstairs, Jayden noticed it was a complete change to the attic.
The walls were painted a soft cream color, bringing a gentle air to the room. Roses were placed in three vases, one right beside them with the two others at opposite ends of the hallway. A painting of a woman in a Victorian-era dress was right above the roses beside them, staring down at the hallway with a gentle gleam in her emerald eyes. Jayden noticed with slight fascination that the woman somewhat resembled Chase. The floor was a rich mahogany color, shining as if newly waxed.
"This is beautiful," Jayden whispered.
"My mother decorated it," Chase replied. The brunette turned to him, confused at his response. Did he forget that he had two mothers and she knew neither one?
"My birth mother," he cleared. Nodding, Jayden began to wonder what his birth mother was like. She obviously had great taste in home decoration.
Silence soon reigned over the two as they continued on their way towards the bathroom. Once they finally reached it, Chase let Jayden walk in, but she knew he would stand outside. Once inside the small room, she immediately relieved herself. After that, she turned to the sink. Cold water filled her cupped hands and she splashed it on her face.
Why was Chase being so kind? This had completely baffled the brunette to no end. It was almost as if this was a new personality of his taking control. That did seem like a reasonable excuse to his behavior, but something told her that wasn't it. With a sigh, the brunette decided to think on it later. Right now, she needed to keep her guard up incase Chase tried anything. Glancing back to the door, she readied herself for whatever was to come.
Jayden stepped out of the bathroom, her eyes landing on Chase. He was standing beside the door, his eyes trained on her. Biting back a gulp, she nodded to him and made her way past him. Just as Jayden was about to turn back up the stairs to go back to her 'room', the feel of Chase's hand on her arm made her still.
"Why don't you come downstairs," he said. Jayden blinked, clearly thrown by his words. Turning around sharply, she contemplated the thought of just attacking him now and running or waiting like a good little girl. Deciding to take a page out of Brooklyn's book, she smiled softly and stepped down to him. When he thought she was complying with him, she watched as he let down his guard.
Perfect.
With her fist becoming inflamed, she sent him a devastating right hook. Then, she kneed him in the groin followed by a knee to the nose. With a satisfying crunch, Jayden ran past his howling form and down the stairs. She spotted a door just in front of her and felt her hope rise.
This was it.
Wrenching the doors open with great force, Jayden was met with a blistering cold wind. Ignoring the shivers racing up her spine, the brunette took off into the night. She faintly heard Chase calling for her, but continued to run. She used her power to burn larger logs out of her way and for light. She realized she was somewhere in the middle of the woods and there seemed to be no sign of civilization nearby.
"Tyler, Brooklyn, somebody help me!" Jayden shouted as she stopped for a moment to catch her breath.
Brooklyn stared at Jayden with a wary eye. Her friend was just standing in the doorway, staring at the book as if it was something made of gold. Then, blue-green eyes met emerald eyes, both clashing with unknown power. A soft smirk appeared on Jayden's lips that sent cold shivers down Brooklyn's spine. Keeping eye contact with the blonde, she bent down for the book. After she wrapped it securely in her arms, she stood straight and stared at the still smirking brunette.
"What's up?" Brooklyn asked.
"Just seeing if everything was alright with you," Jayden replied with a smile.
"I'm fine, just a little tired," she said. The brunette nodded before slowly making her way inside the room. The raven-haired teen noticed with slight confusion that when her friend first stepped into the room that the air became colder and things began to hover lightly on the desk. Jayden didn't seem to notice this which Brooklyn found odd, the brunette was more perceptive than anyone.
"Do you mind if I borrow the book for a while? I wanted to do a little bit of research," the girl in question broke through her thoughts. Brooklyn looked up sharply, her eyes connecting with Jayden's. For a faint second the blue-green swirled like lava and a shade of hazel broke through. Then, with a simple blink, it was gone.
"No, I'm doing some research myself," Brooklyn replied, somewhat hesitantly. A flash of anger appeared in the brunette's eyes that caught the raven-haired teen by surprise. Never had that much anger been in her friend's eyes. The only time she had ever seen that was when she met Lucas Crowe.
Lucas Collins.
Snapping her eyes to Jayden, Brooklyn began slowly making her way towards the door. The brunette frowned at the obvious need to get away and began to make her way towards the girl. Brooklyn noticed this and sent a rush of wind at the charging girl, but she just sent it way. The raven-haired teen blinked in surprise before bursting through the open doorway and beginning to run.
A sudden blast of fire pierced her back, causing her to yelp and fall to the ground. Turning over with a hiss, Brooklyn stared with open fear at the melting form of her friend. Once the image of Jayden disappeared, there stood Blaine Collins with a twisted smirk on his lips.
"My magic is strong, but apparently spreading it out to such a large group was not a good idea after all," he chuckled.
"Where is Jayden?" Brooklyn hissed.
"Safe and sound with my dear brother," he replied. The raven-haired teen instantly thought of all the horrible things that could be happening to her friend. Fighting back tears, she clumsily got to her feet and stared down Blaine.
"What do you want?" she hissed.
"That," he replied simply. Before Brooklyn could react to what was happening, Blaine raised his hand and motioned for the book to come to him. The raven-haired teen tried to grab it, but it flew from her hands too quick. When she tried to run towards him, two strong hands came to wrap around her waist in a vicious grip.
"Hello Spirit."
Jayden began running once again, the fear of Chase finding her driving her. Her power was growing weak, the flames flickering in an out. She had tried to find more energy deep within herself, but all the running had her spent. If things couldn't get any worse in her mind, it began to rain. The cool droplets pounded her skin like bullets, thunder boomed like drums, and the lightning struck like daggers from the sky.
"I must be the most hated being on the planet right now," Jayden muttered humorlessly. With a soft sigh, she continued on with more difficulty than before. With each step she took, she either met found her shoes growing increasingly wet or mud trailing farther up her leg. Chill bumps began popping up on her skin along with shivers racing up her spine.
As she continued to push forward, Jayden thought she heard the faint sounds of the highway. She stood still and listened to the sounds once more, praying she wasn't hallucinating. When it appeared she wasn't, a large smile spread across her lips. The brunette began running as fast as she could towards the direction in which the sounds came. Her hope was so close, she would be safe from Chase with in a matter of minutes.
"You bitch!" was yelled and suddenly the brunette was thrown roughly against a nearby tree. Crying out in pain, she slumped to the ground. After catching her breath, she turned to see Chase standing over her, his nose bleeding profusely. His eyes blazed with raw anger and pain, all of it directed straight to her. Jayden yelped as he slammed his knee into her stomach. Spitting up small globs of blood, she realized something was broken. Before she could try and determine what it was, a devastating right hook connected with her eye.
"I try to be nice for once in my life and you decide to screw it up!" Chase continued to yell. Jayden tried to fight back, but her energy was gone and he seemed to be using his powers to hold her down.
"You'll learn to respect your master," he hissed in her ear after another punch. At that, the brunette growled an unleashed a small wave of flames. It caught Chase off guard and sent the boy stumbling back in surprise. She stood up slowly, coughs racking her body mercilessly, but still held his gaze with her own steeled one.
"I am nobody's servant," Jayden hissed back. Before she could react, however, Chase had appeared in front of her. She gasped as his hands grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. The two held a staring contest, neither willing to submit to the other's dominance. Yet, the brunette found her whole idea of Chase completely thrown once more when he did something out of the ordinary.
He kissed her.
Jayden was too surprised to respond at first, but then she realized what was happening. When she felt his tongue trying to enter her mouth, she bit down on the red muscle, hard. Chase pulled back, a shout of pain escaping his lips. Jayden head-butted the still howling boy, but instantly regretted the action. Slumping to the ground in pain, she tried to process all that had just happened. It seemed the world was turning upside down or something. Before she could think anymore on that subject, the sudden feel of a hand clamping around her throat brought her back to the situation at hand.
"You'll come to me someday," Chase whispered. The brunette fought to hold in her laughter at the obvious attempt of seduction.
"In case you haven't heard, I have a boyfriend," Jayden replied sweetly. This earned her a slam against the tree. Her back was going to break if this continued on.
"That baby of the Covenant. Please, I could easily kill him and then you'll see who you belong with," the twisted boy said. Suddenly, an overwhelming pain invaded her head and she began to scream. Chase just smiled as hot tears splashed down her cheeks and mixed with the cold rain. Finally, it became too much and she succumbed to the darkness. Chase just smirked down at the limped form of the girl before picking her up bridal style and carrying her back to his house.
Brooklyn began thrashing once she heard Lucas's voice. The other Collins boy just laughed at her attempt to get free, his grip becoming tighter with each move she made. Finally, the raven-haired teen found her energy spent and slumped against Luca's form.
"That's a good girl," Blaine mocked.
"Go to Hell!" Brooklyn shouted.
"We have darlin', and it was beautiful," Lucas laughed. Brooklyn narrowed her eyes and tried to once again free herself from the hold Lucas had on her. It did no good, her strength completely gone and his grip too tight for her to bear.
"What should we do with this one? Take her to Chase like Jayden, or just kill her?" Blaine asked.
"Send her to Chase. I wanna have some fun with her like I did her sister," Lucas laughed. Blaine nodded at the idea, but Brooklyn screamed at the thought. A hand appeared over her lips, trapping her scream in her throat. She opened her watery eyes to find Lucas glaring down at her. Before she even realized what was happening, she found herself being thrown up against the ceiling harshly. Biting back a yelp of pain, she stared down at the two smirking figures.
"Oh yes, she'll be more fun that her sister was," Lucas commented. Brooklyn tried to send a rush of wind at him, but he just simply brushed it away. Tearing her eyes away from him to the book, she tried to send it flying out of Blaine's hands. But the other Collins boy just smirked as the power bounced off him an attacked her right back. With darkness slowly enveloping her, she watched helplessly as Blaine walked away with the book in hand. Her voice grew dry and her tears ran harder than before.
"Don't worry Spirit, it'll all be over soon," Lucas mumbled before sending her crashing to the ground an unconsciousness.
A.N.- Sorry its short and sorry its late, but I've had writer's block and I've been sick. Well, leave me a review and tell me what you think.
