A/N: I'm back again! One more week till another half term meaning binge writing! *Inwardly squeals* Anyway, this is the second to last part of the New Years plot so I can get the story moving along. Time seems to not be on my side this year. (Curse you 2020!) Now time to answer reviews!
Gucci Mane LaFlare: Thanks! I really felt like I've gotten better over time. I actually read over the last story and thought of rewriting it, but I think it's perfect as it is because errors are a show of improvement!
Well apart from that, not much to say.
So till next time,
D.L.D
Amy's P.O.V
A cold wind whipped past as the five of us, with LeeLee walking beside, pushed Creative and Inspiration's invention up the hill. The sky had turned a blazing orange and the once white clouds had turned black. LeeLee clutched a stuffed animal close and shivered as she looked behind us.
We were almost at the top of the highest hill in Town. Below us the personalities and traits were rushing to the underground bunker. They were all preparing for a disaster to occur and many told us we were going on a suicide mission. Their comments did make me weary, but the hill was the only place high enough for us to have a chance of getting into Val's earshot. That chance was more important than our existence.
I sighed as we finally brought the device to a stop. Creative and Inspiration high-fived while the rest of us tried to regain our stamina.
The two had worked hard to make this in such a short time. They both spent hours working away, until the first light of dawn. I had to say I was surprised how they hadn't fallen asleep yet.
"Ok," Inspiration spoke as Creative checked the device, "All you have to do is speak through this."
She passed me a small device that looked a lot like a voice recorder.
"Once you speak, Creative and I will turn on the device," She continued as she retied her bun, "Meanwhile, Shy will take LeeLee to a safe place and Brave and Bakes will think of a way to defend us from the incoming quakes."
"Quakes?" Shy gulped.
"Yes Shy, quakes," Brave frowned before sighing, "They won't be as bad as the migraine of 2010."
"You sure about that?" Shy peered through her lashes.
"Yep," Brave nodded before turning to Inspiration, "I'll do what I can."
"Great cause we need to act in five," Inspiration hurried to the device while I got ready to speak.
The sky began to fracture and I could feel small vibrations in the ground. At first they were small and sporadic, but they got bigger and more often. Trees shook and even buildings began to groan on their frames. The quakes were getting more and more forceful.
By now Shy and LeeLee had headed towards the bunker, while Compassion held it open for them. Bakes and Brave were frantically rushing back and forth to come up with some sort of defense while Innovative and Creative connected the final wires on their device.
The wind began to howl as icy drops of rain pelted from the sky. The soft rumble of thunder sounded ominously in the distance and I shivered as a shiver traversed my spine. The familiar cloudiness of mist and fog filled the air. Their tangibility made me shiver more. Something told me something was going to happen.
Everyone began to work more quickly as the quakes became more frequent and the penultimate doom came closer and closer. By now Shy and LeeLee were lost to the filmy mist and fog in the air and the other four were just about visible.
Then, like a bolt out of the blue, I heard Creative shout something, "Speak now!"
A gust of icy wind whipped past and the coolness of the mist made me shiver. It was either now or never. Even if there was only one word I could think of. The rain pelting down on my face, I opened my mouth and yelled like my life depended on it.
"Val!" I blink as I hear Amy's voice ring in my ears.
A sharp pain pierced my skull as I frowned. Where was I? What happened?
My blue eyes scanned the room I was in. It was one of the many lecture rooms in the college building. But what was I doing here? The last thing I remember was being on the green and seeing Scarlett, then...Oh that bitch!
I growled as I clenched my fists. She's behind this. I should've known from September that she was up to her usual schemes!
Untying my braids and drawing marks on my cheeks with eyeliner, I exit the room. If Scarlett thinks she's won this little game then she's got another thing coming. But first I have to rescue all of the students she took captive.
Zoey's P.O.V
I glare at Mal as Dawn stands beside me, her face fixed in a cute little pout. If Dawn was annoyed with him, then I had all reason to not like him either. Dawn is one of the most accepting people I know, so for her to not like Mal, he had to be bad news.
I grip my bow as Mal glances at me before focusing on Dawn.
"So our little fairy princess has returned," He smiled, "I wondered when we'd next meet."
"What is he talking about Dawn?" I turned to her as she pressed her lips in a tight line.
"You know very well why I act this way," She answered. Something was off. Her voice seemed icy and cold, like he'd triggered something in her.
"Is that so?" Mal raised a brow, his movements reminding me of a serpent, "I don't remember you telling me."
"Well you never were one for listening," Dawn shrugged, "And that's not my problem. Now if you'll excuse me we're-"
"Not so fast," Mal chuckled as he held his pocket knife at Dawn's throat, "One false move and fairy princess, here bites the dust."
"Like you'd dare," I narrow my gaze at him.
"Well you'll just have to find out," He smirked.
I growled as I held my bow at a shooting position. My fingers lay on the tip of the arrow and I didn't know whether to shoot or not. I knew that if I did Dawn could get hit, but if I didn't...
"I'll be fine Zoey," Dawn smiled, "Mal and I need to talk anyway."
"Are you sure?" I say, my aim still on him.
"Yep," Dawn winked, "Trust me."
Reluctantly I backed away, leaving Dawn alone with Mal. Hopefully she knew what she was doing.
Gwen's P.O.V
"How much longer do we need to go!" I heard Leshawna moan from the front.
"Not far," I heard Crimson sigh, "Although I believe we may come out at the other side."
"We took a wrong turn?!" Sam's voice sounded.
"Shut the fuck up!" Everyone turned to look at him.
"We can't get caught," Courtney spoke.
"For once she's right," I heard Duncan say. Wow that must have been hard for him to admit.
"Ok, I'm sorry," Sam sighed, "Geez, a guy can't catch a break here."
We all chuckled at his reaction before continuing down the passageway. We'd been going for the past few hours now and I couldn't deny that I was feeling extremely claustrophobic. Unfortunately, I had to soldier through it. Otherwise I'd be left to be found by one of the three killer students. I shudder at the thought. It reminded me of middle school.
"Gwen! Look!" Bridgette smiled as she pointed ahead of us, "Can you see that?!"
"Light?" I asked squinting.
I wasn't sure if it was my mind playing tricks on me, or if it was real. After all I am claustrophobic, so I was trying to find my inner peace before I had a mental breakdown.
"Yep!" She practically beamed, "We're almost out!"
"That's great!" I smiled as I thought about finally escaping these cramped rectangular halls.
We continued along in silence, until we all crowded in front of the exit. Ahead of us was a side street beside the campus and we could see a lot of people crowded in front of it.
A news' anchor rushed past an excited look on his face, "And no-one's left yet! Apparently they're all trapped inside by Scarlett Kerr and three other rampant students named Amy Roundhouse, Mike Hall and Katie Lopez."
Behind him stood an array of other people, all wearing different expressions. There were public services, such as the police, spectators and even our family members. The sight alone was enough to make us all hesitate before stepping out.
"I wonder how long we've been in here," I wonder aloud.
"A day," Courtney answered, "I kept track on my phone."
"Wow..." I say as I look at the crowds once again, "Should we go out there?"
"Yeah, we should," Someone else answered.
"But what about the others?" Another person asked.
"They'll have to find their own way out," Jo grunted, "It's not our problem they chose stupid hiding places."
Just then we heard the familiar hissing of a stink bomb go off.
Scarlett had found us.
"Everyone rush out now!" We all scattered through the exit to the passages, hoping not to get affected by the gas. Even if we left others behind.
Izzy's P.O.V
"We all know what we're going to do?" I say as I look at the army before me.
"Yes, E-scope commander ma'am," I heard them all reply.
"Perfect," I say as I adjusted the goo-shooter on my shoulder.
Everyone who had been captured by Scar had their own weapon in their possession. Harold, Ellody, Mary, Brick, Eva and I all trained them to use them efficiently, and now we all had a fool proof plan to overrun the three killer students and immobilize Scar.
I smiled as I thought about making her feel justice. No-one ever screws me over!
Leaping down from my post, I push open the gigantic doors to the hall. We all flood out, marching down the university hallways to the room Scar had made base in. The gloomy and empty halls were soon filled with the sounds of marching feet and people chattering happily as they carried their weapons. We were like a merry band of mercenaries: happy to do our job for the right payment.
Just as I rounded the corner between the science and math departments, I bumped straight into one of the killer students. Val.
Acting immediately I held my goo-shooter at her, ready to shoot. Her eyes widened before she sighed ans slowly stood up dusting herself off.
"I probably deserve that," She sighed, "I did act like a massive prick earlier."
"I thought you were one of the killer students?" Kitty raised a brow, "You don't act like a killer."
"Oh, I'm no angel," Val smiled softly, "I'm partially responsible for my sister's death."
Silence filled the air as we all studied the blonde as she seemed to reminisce about something. A warm glow flickered in her eyes as a small smile graced her lips.
"That's beyond me now," Val spoke, her tone genuine, "I never want to kill again. So, I'm here to help."
"How can we trust you?" Noah looked at her.
"Because would a brainwashed me call Mal a selfish, pompous buffoon?" Val placed her hands on her hips.
"Who's Mal?" Beth narrowed her gaze.
"We'll explain that all later," I say hastily, signalling to Mary and Ellody not to tell, "Right now, we need to kick some evil personality ass!"
"Ok!" The army replied, placing their trust in me.
"Amy will join us," I say winking at her, "Don't question why, you'll know soon enough."
No more words exchange between us, we continued on our way to Scar's base. Hopefully, we'd be able to take her down without anymore surprise newcomers.