Thanks for the reveiws. I'm completely stuck on this chapter so I hope you can manage with what I got to write.
"Can I speak with Dr.de Silva, please?" I asked the secretary who answered the phone.
"Yes, dear, hold on." I was put on hold. It was pretty boring. Most places put music on so the person dosen't get bored, but it was dead scilence.
"Hello?" I heard Jesse's voice as he picked up.
"Hey, it's Haven, how's my mom?" I asked right away leaning on the wall of the Slaters' kitchen.
"She's still not awake." Jesse told me. His voice was full of disappointment under his thick Spanish accent. "But she's doing ok, other than that. Where are you?"
"Dr.Slaski's house with Greg, Father Dominic and Paul. That lightning that we were talking about, they're visions into the future. Mediators get them. They can be caused by light. Particularly lightning. Dr.Slaski thinks they mean that things are going to be like they were when my mom was sixteen." I explained to him.
"I was twenty when Susannah was sixteen."
"Well, thats...different. A four year difference, for that matter. Anyway, I don't know what happened when you guys were younger but I'm only guessing it's better than this." I paced around with the cordless phone in hand. "I had another vision, you and mom were..kissing." It felt weird saying that to someone older. Especially someone who's supose to be my father.
"Oh," I could hear him swallow hard.
I had to take the pressure of so I said, "No offence, but it was weird." I laughed. "And we're planning on going to the Mission to take down the unfaithful four with or without you and mom."
"I'm comming." He insisted but I said no.
"No, no you're not. You're staying there with mom when she wakes and then we'll be back. Things will be back to normal in no time."
"Haven," Jesse's voice was stern. "I'm comming."
"No, you can't. You're at work and you got a patient to tend to. Now, go do your job."
"Haven-"
"Go!" I said quickly cutting him off. "And I'll get back to you later, bye." Then I hung up before he could debate anymore.
"To the Mission?" I asked Greg as he walked out into the kitchen heading for the porch.
"To the Mission." He answered as Paul and Father D. and I followed him in suit.
The Mission
The rain had started up again and so did the lightning. The lightning was fierce and bright and the thunder was loud and droned on long. Carmel had lost it's power plunging the town into darkness, once again. No phones worked.
I was already soaked from the walk from Greg's car to the smashed door of the Mission. The funny thing was, it wasn't smashed anymore.
"She fixed it!" I yelled over the thunder. "That good for nothing-"
"Haven," Father Dom snapped. "Watch your language, please."
"Sorry." I said and looked around and then I remembered the skylight. "Give me a boost." I walked over to a ledge that looked pretty managable to climb to the top where, I knew, was a skylight that was cracked. "You don't mind if I break another window, do you?"
"Haven! You can't go around breaking windows to schools!" Father Dominic yelled.
"Well, do you want to stand out here in the rain and cold and catch somthing nasty and see Hannah wipe out the population of mediators? Or, I break the window and save up enough money to fix it?" Father Dominic didn't answer me up I managed to get a boost from Greg and Paul and got up on the roof. Once I got up there I inched my way carefully over to the skylight and noticed there was already a crack in it. But I smashed it anyway.
Thankfully, where the skylight was was a low part of the roof and it was the attic(A/N:If there's an attic in Junipero Serra Mission Academy, I'm not really sure) and I managed to find my way out of that coughing my way through the dust and out the door and down some really old steps that looked like they haven't been used in awhile. When I got down to the ground level I unlocked the door.
"You really got to remember your key." I told Father D. "It'll come in handy one of these days."
"What took you so long?" Greg asked me comming inside. We were all very much soaked.
"I had to go through an attic. There's about two inches of dust on the floor. It's ancient." I told them taking off my jacket. My shirt on the inside was thankfully dry. "Now, where are they?"
And Father Dominic answered, very stupidly, "Who?"
"The Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus." I said, sarcastically and he raised an eyebrow. "Hannah, Maria, Heather and Diego, who else?"
"Oh,"
"Tut-tut, Simon." I heard a voice echo through the school. The voice bounced off the wall and back at me. "You should know better to come here."
"Hannah, this time. You'll be sorry for what you did to my mom." I said between my gritted teeth.
"Oh really?" Heather appeared not to far from me. "And how is Miss Suze?"
"She's fine." I told her.
"But I really think you're going to be the sorry one again. First you, then your mom, who else now? Look around, Haven." Maria's voice chilled my spine. "You're all alone." I didn't believe her first but she was right. I was in complete darkness. The shimmering light from their ghostly forms were the only thing that was lightning up the room.
"I think Jesse will do fine next, don't you think, Felix?" Maria turned to her ghostly husband.
"You leave him alone!"
"But he's not here to protect you now, is he? No one is. You're trapped." I looked around. It was a small room with no window or door. Just darkness. How could this be? I closed my eyes, for the second time this week, and shifted. And when I opened my eyes, I was, once again, on the cold hard floor of the Mission Academy.
"Haven! Haven!" I heard someone yelling my name. My eyes started to flutter open ."I think she's waking up." It was Greg's voice.
"Where-where am I?" I sat up slowly to make sure nothing was sprained or broken.
"Nurses office. Well, Nurse Kennedy isn't here or anything but we brought you here anyway." Paul told me.
"I was having this horrible dream that I was trapped in this dark room and there was no way out-"
"It wasn't a dream." Father Dominic said quickly, cutting me off. "You really were trapped in some dimension. You were there one minute and the next you vanished! Gone into thin air."
"I shifted." I told them. "I shifted back."
"Yeah, frightened the life out of us. We heard a noise and turned back to find you on the floor in the lobby, knocked out cold." Greg explained.
"But how did they do that?" I asked swinging my legs over the side of the bed in the nurses office. "I didn't ever think anything like that could happen."
"Like I told you, Hannah's a demon. She can do what she pleases and can get away with it, too. Much more power than just your regular spirit. She can thrust things with much more force and twice as far." Greg helped me up scince my legs were weak.
"So what are we going to do? We need to exorcise them ASAP. Do we still have the candles and inscence?" I asked finally standing on my feet.
"No, she got rid of them, but thankfully we still have the incantation." Then I heard a spark from outside the nurses office. I ran out into the hallway and a light had busted and standing under it was a ghostly image of Jesse..and my mom.
I reached my hand out but my arm swiped through the image like fog. This vision was real. Much too real.
"What was it, Haven?" Father Dominic asked, popping his head from out in the hall from inside the nurse's office.
"They're going to die." I said still standing there. "Mom and Jesse are going to die if we don't get this over with."
"Well then, quick." He said while Paul and Greg walked out of the office. "I have the incantation, now we just have to find them."
Like it? I already got chapter thirteen started. I started on:
"Haven, first." I heard a familiar voice say in my head in an argumental way.
"No, Jesse. He was supose to be dead long ago." Another voice said. This time it was a mans voice.
"Look, I think Suze should pay for this."
"She's unconcious."
"How did you know?"
"I was at the hospital just then."
"They're planning who they're going after first. I can hear them." I said while walking down the hall toward the lobby. "They're debating me, Suze, or Jesse first."
"Well, I guess they forgot about me." Paul had such a big ego it wasn't funny.
"Haha, but I don't think you mean anything to them at the moment." I said back to him. His icy blue eyes glared.
"Oh, and you do?"
"Hannah wants me dead, Feilx and Maria want revenge over Jesse, and Heather isn't too happy about being dead and exorcised, still. Revenge all around! Don't worry, after we're done with you guys will be, more than likely, next."
