Chapter 15-Ocean's Fifteen

(Unkle ft. the Black Angles- With you in my head)

*Sophia*

"Yo!" I yelled, giving the blonde girl a nasty glare.

"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to…" The girl trailed off and stared at me incredulously. "Lauren! Lauren I found them!" she yelled. I winced as she grabbed my arm, dragging me through the crowd.

"What the hell is your problem?" I yelled, wrestling from her grip. Another blonde waltzed up to us, her dazzling green eyes sparkling with excitement.

"It has to be her," the first girl said. "Look at her!" The second girl studied my face for a moment.

"Are you Sophia Tjaden?"

I narrowed my eyes at her, ripping my arm away from the first girl.

"Who needs to know?"

"Listen you're in a trap, this is a-"

"Lotus flower?" A sweet waitress asked. I reached for the plate, hunger growing in my stomach. The first girl slapped my hand.

"Stop eating!" The second girl cried. "Me and my friend want to check in, we're just convincing her to come to the room and get changed." She said to the waitress. The woman nodded and walked away.

"You have to stop!" The first yelled again. "The flowers are hypnotizing, they're keeping you here!"

I shook my head, beginning to walk away.

"Listen to me!" She said, spinning me around. "These people are hazing you! Where are you friends?"

"My friends?" I asked quietly, the room beginning to grow foggy.

"Sam and Emmett. You're here on a mission. To find Sam's father."

I blinked as the rush of my life came flooding back into my body. I stared at the beautiful blond girl and her friend, all my memories clicking back in to place like a puzzle. They smiled at me.

"Abby." The first girl said, holding out her hand. She was beautiful. Prettier than Eight, even. Her straight, blonde hair dusted her shoulders, her Bambi eyes glowing blue in the crowded room. Her friend looked similar, her eyes green. "I already know you're name. We've been researching you guys for weeks."

"Are you one of-"

"I'm Five."

"Six, nice to meet you." I took a deep breath and looked around. "Shit! Emmett and Sam!" I yelled. I motioned for Abby and Lauren to follow me as I began running through the crowd. Several people started to stare at us as we ran, their eyes turning black as night.

"Let's go!" I yelled. I shoved through people as we ran into Paris, the last place I'd remembered seeing the boys.

(Inception Score-Dream Is Collapsing)

"Lotus flower?"

"No!" Abby yelled, shoving a waitress and her platter.

They were underneath the Eifel Tower, sitting on a bleach-white couch, surrounded by girls and waitresses. Sam smiled as a woman popped another flower into his mouth. Abby tackled the girl off the couch, Lauren screaming at the other.

"SAM!" I yelled, he looked at me, baffled. Emmett was being groped by a blonde girl.

"Sophia, baby! How are you? Flower?"

"No, Sam! You're being tricked!" I threw the platter on the floor and grabbed a drink. "Drink this!"

"I don't need one, I'm fine, what I want is another one of those-"

"SAM!" I threw the drink on his face and grabbed Emmett, forcing him to his feet. "You're being tricked!" Sam stared at me in awe, his memories flooding back to him. Realization struck his face.

"Oh shit…" he whispered, scooping up his backpack. "My dad!" He ran to one of the tables where Mr. Goode was surrounded by women.

"Emmett, look at me!" I yelled, grabbing him by the face. "Wake up! Come on, you need to wake up!"

"Let go!" Emmett protested, trying to reach for another flower.

Lauren shoved me aside and socked him in the face. Emmett sat up, rubbing his jaw. He looked utterly confused.

"Wake up!" I cried, hauling him to his feet by the tie. Emmett stared at me, studying my face. He blinked a few times.

"Sophia?" I hugged him tightly, kissing his cheek.

"We have to get out of here!"

I dragged him to Sam, Lauren and Abby following close behind. Everyone stared, their eyes continuing to blacken.

"They're Mogadorians!" Abby shouted, drawing a sword, the blade made of crystal and ice. She and Lauren began fighting as they were swarmed.

"The Lorien Three have awoken!" several people shouted, their zombie like bodies beginning to move toward us.

Sam was nearly choking his father trying to wake him up. I scanned the room, trying to think of how we were going to get out of here.

"Emmett?" I shouted. He too, was looking around the room. Scheming. His eyes darted back and forth, calculating every exit, everybody.

"I don't have enough time!" he yelled. There was a loud shatter as Sam threw glass at his father, who blinked before taking in a deep breath.

"Sammy?" he said softly, holding his son's face.

"Dad we have to get out of here!"

"Sammy you have to leave, now."

"What? Dad, no, we can't go without you!"

"SAM WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF OPTIONS!" I yelled, wrestling a woman off of me. We fell to the floor and I felt my palms begin to heat up. This place could go up in flames within minutes if I lost control. Abby tossed a punch bowl. It shattered against a man's chest, its contents floating in the air. I watched as her fingers controlled the movement of the liquid.

"ABBY!" She looked to me. My current ran over my hands, blue streaks of lightening darting across my palms. She nodded, understanding what had to be done.

"SON YOU WON'T GET OUT IN TIME WITH ME TAGGING ALONG YOU HAVE TO LEAVE!"

"Why can't we bring you!"

Mr. Goode ripped the sleeve of his tuxedo, revealing his wrist. Several stitches and wires ran underneath the skin, holding a little silver box in place at the bottom of his palm. "They killed you…"Sam breathed. Emmett took a punch to the face before setting a man's suit on fire.

"They brought me back for one reason and one reason only son."

"It was a trap…" The people began tugging and pulling me in different directions, my dress ripping. I felt like they would tear me apart.

"Sam!" I yelled again before pushing my current out towards the lot of them. I hit the floor as they writhed, burning inside their own bodies.

"I'm sorry son."

"He's a robot! Sam he's already dead!" Emmett yelled, shoving off another group of people.

"No, dad! Dad we can get you out of here!"

"If I leave, I will die." Sam didn't move. Just stood and cried, tears flowing down his cheeks. "LEAVE!" Mr. Goode yelled, pushing Sam away from him.

Emmett wrestled him to the ground and began dragging him through the crowd towards the exit. I shoved through the group of people, Abby and Lauren close behind.

"Abby now!"

"Goodbye, son!" Mr. Goode yelled as Abby flooded the floor of Paris. I threw my fists into the water and everyone in the room dropped to the floor, screaming echoed off the walls.

Emmett heaved me off my knees and threw me out of the room, slamming the doors. There was another crowd waiting for us outside. Abby thrust her palms against the glass of the Mazda, ice branching out against box as if she were inside it. The entire frame had turned to ice by the time Emmett and I had fought off a couple attacking Sam.

Lauren used the butt of her shotgun and the entire frame shattered, glass raining down on the crowd. I crawled onto the rotating platform, Sam jumping into the car. We piled in, fighting off arms and nails and teeth and kicks and fists.

"Keys. Keys…where are the…"

"Emmett!" I growled. We were running out of time. The set fell from the CD case from above and Emmett jammed them into the ignition.

The car roared to life and we sailed off the platform, several people managing to jump out of the way before we crashed through the front door of the hotel. Emmett whirled onto the roared, several expensive cars honking at our uncivil entrance. I wiped a few sticky curls off of my forehead.

"You look great, by the way." Emmett smirked. Someone had changed my clothes. I was bathing in gold sparkly silk, my hair slicked back into an elegant knot on the side of my head. The diamonds that hung from my ear swung against my collar bone.

"Not so bad yourself." I said eyeing his black tux. He was about to say something smart when we heard a sniffle from the backseat.

(Hit Girl Drives Home-Kick Ass Score)

"Sam.." I crawled into the backseat, motioning for Lauren to take my spot up front. We shuffled across each other. The second I landed against the leather Sam sunk into my chest, tears soaking the front of my dress. I stroked his thick short hair, his grief sinking into my own heart. I found myself crying too. Not because we'd been kidnapped, not because we had an entire alien race on our trail, but because Sam had come 7 years to find his father, only to watch him die.

It was silent in the car as Abby and Lauren stared out the window. Emmett bit his lip, jock locked.

"Sophia!" Sam cried, clinging to me.

"Sam I'm sorry…Sam I'm so sorry I…" my words were hopeless and so were my tears, but both poured from me anyway. I held his face in my hands and pulled him eye-to-eye. "Sam. Sam look at me."

He obeyed, his dark, watery eyes meeting my own. "We're gonna get them back. We're gonna get all of them back alright? Sam I'll kill them all." He nodded and sank back into my chest, breathing in my scent. "We're gonna kill them all."