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I DO NOT OWN HOUSE OF ANUBIS, SORRY.
(Patricia's P.O.V.)
I honestly could break down into tears right now.
That stupid blonde bitch told everyone I'm pregnant! How did she even know that anyway?!
It takes every muscle in my body to keep me from strangling her. She's standing right next to me, and we're both preparing for how Tom is going to punish us.
He paces back and forth across his office, his hands behind his back, and his chin tucked. He sighs.
"Ladies, I'm disappointed in both of you. Miss Cullen, I am not pleased with the harsh words you used towards Miss Williamson, and with the fact that you threw a plate at her head. For that, you are going to be doing the dishes for Trudy after every meal for the next month. Are we clear?"
The blonde bitch nods slowly, her hair dripping wet from the jug of water I chucked at her.
"As for you, Miss Williamson: since you are pregnant, you will not be punished physically. However, you will tell Mr. Sweet your news tomorrow morning before school. I assume he is the Grandfather of the baby, correct?"
I stare at him in anger. "What? You can't make me tell him anything!" I snap
"Oh yes I can. Because if you don't, I will tell him, and I will inform your parents of this as well. Now, I am not good at making these types of announcements, so I assume you would rather make them yourself to avoid future embarrassment?" he says
I clench my fists. God I could kill him and Olivia right now! I just shrug. "Fine, whatever." I mutter
He smiles at both of us. "Good. And you're both grounded for a week. That means you are not allowed to leave the grounds of the school without a parental escort, and are only permitted to go to school. Understood?"
I nod. "Yes, that sounds fair." Olivia murmurs. Ugh, I hate that bitch!
"Alright. You two may go now." Tom says
I fling his office door open, and rush out of his room. I run towards the stairs; I want nothing more than to curl up in my bed and cry! When I reach the bottom of the stairs, KT is standing there with her arms outstretched. I run into them, and break down in hysterical tears.
(Krista's P.O.V.)
"Girl, I'm bored!" Trish whines, shoving her mouth full of Doritos.
I shrug, flopping down on the bean-bag-chair in the middle of her room. "You know, we could work on the case. It's not going to solve its self you know."
"Well, should we call Cody then?" she asks
I shake my head. "Nah, he's still at his family reunion thing or whatever, remember?"
Trish sighs. "Right. Well…is there anything simple that we could do?"
"Yeah, because everything about the Chosen One and Osirian case is so simple?" I muse
"No, what I meant was, we've been doing everything Olivia has been telling us to. We haven't…we haven't done anything we would usually do for a case like this." She explains.
I narrow my eyes at her. "What do you mean?"
"Well, Olivia's been telling us to look for anything like, Chosen One and Osirian related. We haven't really focused on the basics…like if any police or investigators have found any bodies, or if anyone local has seen them…" she says
I nod. "Yeah, I never really thought about that. So…should we go to KCI and look through the recently recovered cadaver files?"
"Yeah, I think that it could help us. Or not. I think it's worth a look though, right?"
"Sure. Let's get going!" I exclaim
I grab my denim jacket that I left hanging on Trish's bedroom doorknob, and then we leave for KCI.
"I'll show you all the files of things we've found in all of California, Arizona, Oregon, and Washington. Nina and Eddie seemed to be going all over the place, who knows which state they could have died in." Samuel says
I nod. "Thank you Samuel, this might help us." I say
He smiles, and pats Trish and I's backs. "No problem ladies. I'll let you get to it!" he chirps.
He walks out of the Homicide Room, the white sliding doors shutting behind him. Trish and I stare at Samuel's laptop screen, waiting for all of the files he promised to load. After a few minutes, they do.
"Wow, there's a ton of them." Trish groans
I shrug. "I'll do California and Arizona, and you do Oregon and Washington. Okay?"
She nods. "Yeah, whatever."
I send all of the Oregon and Washington files to Trish's email, and then I start browsing through my own.
There are only three files from the entire state of Arizona, and none of them seem like they have anything to do with Eddie or Nina. I open the first of many from California. I narrow my eyes at the information:
CASE NUMBER: 37479275718764520193
NAME OF VICTIM: Winkler, Henry Paul
DOB: 7/13/1984
DOD: (ESTIMATION): 8/7/13
CAUSE OF DEATH (ESTIMATED): Bullet to right foot, bullet to head
PLACE OF DEATH (ASSUMED): Yreka, California USA
LOCATION OF DISCOVERED CORPSE: Yreka Stoneland Park, Yreka CA
NOTES: Mr. Winkler's 2008 Red SAAB was discovered in a parking place at the local Stoneland Park in Yreka, California. Inside the automobile, where maps of California, Oregon, Washington USA, and British Columbia Canada. Also, several weapons were discovered including a .33 revolver, 12 inch knife, and machines designed to release toxic gas. Winkler's body was found at the bottom of a cliff in the park, stuck between to large rocks. There are no further details as to who killed Mr. Winkler.
Mr. Winkler? Why does that sound so familiar? Next to all of his data, is a picture of him alive. He has short, wavy brown hair, white skin, and light brown eyes. Hmmm…who is this man?
Not wanting to distract Trish from her searches, I pull my phone out of my pocket, and send a quick text to Olivia:
Hey, do u kno who Henry Paul Winkler is?
I set my phone off to the side, and wait for her response. Almost a minute later, she responds.
Yeah, he was one of Nina's 1st teachers at Anubis. He was a bad guy. Why?
I stare at the text in horror. Oh my god, that's one of Nina's teachers? Holy shit! How was he a bad guy? What was he doing in America? Is he connected to Eddie and Nina's deaths?
Um…He's kind of dead. Murdered. KCI found his body in Yreka, CA. Died around the same time Eddie and Nina were on the run…
I wait for her response. God, what does this mean? Did Eddie and Nina have to do with any part of Mr. Winkler's death? Or vice-versa?
My phone buzzes again, it's Olivia. I instantly read her text:
Oh my god! What? How do you know? Winkler? He's the one who was kind of on their side around the time of the whole Cup thing, then went evil! And he never came back after Nina's first year! Oh my god…what the hell?
Found it at KCI. Trish and I decided to search through local recovered cadavers, and he popped up. Had no idea he was that much involved. Suppose he had anything to do with Eddie or Nina's deaths?
I hit "send". God, this is just insane…
She already texted back. It reads:
That's fuckin' crazy. You and Trish need 2 go 2 Yreka now! I'll pay for gas and everything, use my Chase Debit card.
Okay, thanks. I'll keep u posted on n e thing new , I reply.
She's right, this is wacked up. I shake Trish's shoulder urgently.
"What?" she grumbles.
"I found a lead, we have to leave right now, I'll explain everything on the way." I say pulling her up from her chair.
She opens her mouth to protest, but then she closes it. With me dragging her by the arm, we flee the room.
(Eddie's P.O.V. - Still a F.B)
His nails sink deep into my throat. I fight with all my might to remove his hands from my neck, but it's no use; he's too strong.
It's not until Nina jumps in and kicks the guy in the head when he lets go. I grab her hand, and we run off.
"Oh my god, that's Mr. Winkler! He was the teacher who told Patricia he was going to see what your dad and Victor were up to about the cup, but ended up siding with them! Eddie, I think he's the one of the guys who's been stalking me!" she pants
I look at her in disbelief. So this idiot betrayed my Yacker, eh? I look back, to see Winkler still chasing after us! Man, how much does it take to make him incapable of running?!
"Speed up, he's gaining on us!" I hiss to Nina
She nods, and runs faster. We continue to run through the deserted park, until we reach the ledge of a chasm.
"Shit!" I hiss
Nina and I look around frantically, searching for any ways of escape. But there are none; we're screwed.
When I turn around again, Winkler is only a few feet away from us. I force Nina behind me, and she clutches my right arm firmly. In my other hand, I hold the gun out, pointing it directly at Winkler's face.
He laughs wickedly. "You're about as smart as your Father, Osirian. You're standing at the edge of a cliff, with nothing but a small gun. Do you really think it would be that hard for me to push both of you over?" he asks, his British accent thick.
Without a second thought, I pull the trigger. Winkler dives out of the way, dodging the bullet. I shoot at him a couple more times, until I run out of bullets. Fuck! What am I supposed to do now?!
He laughs again loudly. "Oh, out of bullets are you? Guess your even less powerful now, Osirian." He hisses
"What do you want, Winkler?" I yell
He looks at me dumbfounded. "Really? Are you that stupid? I want the Mask of Anubis, the Cup of Ankh, and the rim to the Crown of Anubis. That's what all of my friends and I want. Why? We want to be immortal, and you two are standing in our way. And we need your blood to fill some of the viles to the crown."
Um...crown? What crown? I've never heard of this crown thing!
"Look, we don't know what this crown is! So why don't you just leave us alone!" I shout
He laughs again. "Ask your Chosen One about the crown, Osirian. She knows all about it."
I look behind me at Nina, whose face is red from embarrassment. "That's what I was going to talk to you about before all of this happened..." she murmurs
Winkler cocks an eyebrow at us. "Well, are you going to give me what I desire, or not?" he demands
I shake my head, not knowing what else to say or do. Then, he lunges at me. In a panic, I push Nina off to the side, making her fall to the ground with a thud. I toss her the gun, and then I attack Winkler head on.
I swing my fist at his nose, hitting him so hard blood gushes out of it. He grunts, and forces me to the ground. I do my best to put up a fight, but I can't get him off of me. He wraps his hands around my throat, and attempts to suffocate me again. I crane my neck, and bite his hand so hard it draws blood. He lets go of my neck screaming. I scramble to my feet, and kick him in his ribs. He lets out a moan in pain, before he sticks out his foot, tripping me. I reach up and smack his cheek, but he presses his elbows down on my chest, and rests his feet on my hands, and his butt on my stomach. He has me pinned; there is no way I can escape now.
"You're a fool, Osirian. You and your clan may have won before, but we win now. Anything you want to say before I kill you?"
I don't know what to say. He's right, he has won. He's going to kill me at any second now…
Suddenly, I hear a gunshot go off. Winkler's face goes still, and he falls over on top of me. Without a second thought, I push him over the edge of the cliff.
When I look up, I see Nina standing above me, holding the gun. I smile. "Where'd you find another bullet?" I ask
She shrugs, helping me up. "There was one left. You weren't pulling the trigger hard enough, silly!"
She reaches out her hand, and helps me stand up. I wipe a bunch of access dirt and blood off of my shirt, and then face her.
"You know, you seem relatively happy for just murdering a man." I say
She shrugs. "Yeah, well, he put all of us through hell. He was stalking me, backstabbed Patricia, and just tried to kill you. I have little remorse." She chimes
I grin, and pull her into a hug. She rests her head on my shoulder. "We got one Eddie, we can get the others too." She murmurs
I stroke her long, curly hair, nodding. "We make a pretty good team, don't we-"
"Nina, is that you?"
Nina and I jump apart, and face the stranger who just spoke to us, standing a foot away. I look over at Nina, to see pure horror plastered on her face.