26. Fights
Jay's P.O.V.
The Hell was going on outside. Everywhere fought good against evil. The clang of clashing swords filled the garden and now and then a scream could be heard. "Then let's go," Mal said, holding out her hand. I knew what she wanted and the others too. We put our hands on each other with a smile. We would do it together. "We can do it. Because we are rotten...", Mal began and I smiled at Carlos and Evie, who also grinned.
"... to the core," we finished the sentence together. With these words, we loosened our hands and went into the fight with a last smile to the others. The first person I met was Henry. He was the son of Prince Hans and as sneaky as his father.
"Oh, hello, Jay," he said with a contemptuous grin.
"Hi. Nice to see you again," I replied with a sarcastic smile. Henry hissed and pounced on me. I quickly stopped his blows and started to attack. But one thing had to be left to the boy. He could handle swords well. I wiped out his blow, which seemed to make him angrier. A grin stole on my lips. Now he was more concentrated due to his anger. I attacked again and pushed Henry back a little. And it worked. He stumbled over the stone behind him and fell to the floor. I walked to him satisfied and hit the handle of the sword on his head so that he passed out. I wouldn't kill anyone here. I looked around for Carlos and saw him a few yards away with Gil, the stupid son of Gaston. I smiled when I saw Carlos move like a cat despite his illness. Gil couldn't keep up with him. In spite of everything, worry spread within me. He had to be careful. At that moment, Hans' daughter stood in front of me. Harper glared at me angrily.
"My brother!", she hissed and I smiled as innocently as possible.
"I'm sorry, but he attacked me first." She swung her sword angrily.
"I'll wreck you." If she wanted a fight, she could get it. I was still smiling when Harper attacked me with a loud, shrill scream. You didn't have to shout that way, did you? The fight was over pretty quickly. Harper couldn't really handle a sword. It was far too weak to hold and use properly. With a kick on my part, she lost her balance and fell to the ground. I did the same with her as I did with her brother. Then I noticed Carlos gasped. My worry became to panic. No! Please not! I ran to him.
"Carlos, what's up?" The boy's chest rose and fell fairly irregularly.
"It's okay. I'm fine." I put a hand reassuringly on his shoulder.
"Wouldn't you like to take a break?" Carlos glared at me.
"No! That doesn't work! I stay here!" I sighed. He was so stubborn.
"If you think." I looked at Evie, who was fighting with Gasp, Gaston's other son. Mal was busy with Aamon, the son of Anastasia. Finally, Evie also noticed that something was wrong with Carlos and came running. She gently took his face in her hands and looked at him with concern.
"Are you okay? Has something happened?" Carlos took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Now don't worry about me." Mal also came now.
"I would say one of us will get you out of here. I don't want to risk you tipping us over here and stopping breathing in our arms." My heart stopped for a moment. I still couldn't really believe it. My little brother, my best friend. And soon we had to say goodbye to him forever. Carlos was about to say something angry when a familiar voice sounded.
"Well, who do we have here?" We stood there frozen. I was hoping I would never hear them again. We turned carefully and they stood in front of us. Our parents.
