Present the Past- Chapter Three
Okay, I've made it this far. Some of you may already know what the plot is by guessing, some might not. Hopefully it becomes a little bit more clear after this chapter. There *will* be more to come!!!
You saw my disclaimer last chapter, so you know that I don't claim any of these characters for myself. :P
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It was Friday night, so I knew my parents were downstairs watching tv, trying to take their minds off of Senna's funeral which had happened earlier today. But I knew that my parents wouldn't let Jalil and the others through the front door. That's why I told Jalil to go through my bedroom window. He sounded confused, so I told him that David would know what to do. I could just imagine Jalil shaking his head as he talked to me on the phone. But David had entered my bedroom through the window before, in search of Senna, so he would know what to do.
I changed out of my pajamas that I'd put on to humour my parents, and into a soft pink sweater complete with jeans. I then scrambled around, trying to make my room look even a tiny bit presentable. Just as I was about to check the window to see if Christopher, David, or Jalil were there yet, I heard a noise coming from the bathroom that was adjoined to my room. I shrugged, claiming the noise to be the wind or the house settling. But the noise persisted.
I was just about to go to the bathroom door when my dad called up to me.
"April!" he shouted.
I hesitated before calling back down, "Yes?" I was trying to do another acting job- sounding like I was weak, and sick.
"Your mother and I are going out for dessert. If you need me, then call me on the cell phone."
I smiled. "Sure thing, dad." I was glad that my parents were going out in public. They'd shut themselves inside the house ever since it was found out that Senna died.
Weird, I know.
The noise coming from the bathroom then knocked me back to reality.
Please don't be an army of trolls, I thought as I walked towards the closed bathroom door. Slowly, slowly, I placed my hand on the doorknob. I turned it, and pushed the door open. In front of me, taking up my whole bathroom, was the huge Midgard Serpent that I recognized instantly as Jormungand, one of Loki's kids. The snake was banging its head against the bathroom counter, and I realized this was the noise I must've heard. The snake then turned to stare straight at me. I immediately ran back into my bedroom and slammed the bathroom door shut.
I backed up, but kept my eyes on the door at all times.
WHAM!
An indent the shape of the snake's head was made on the door.
I had to bite my lip to keep myself from screaming- my parents were downstairs, on the way out of the house. Even if they had left by now, the neighbours would've heard my scream and probably would've called the police. And I knew I couldn't get the police into this right now. I also knew that Jormungand was trying to break out of my bathroom for a chance to get me into its digestive system.
WHAMMM!
The snake must've lunged again. The door didn't look like it could hold out for much longer, but all I could do was stand there, frozen in fear. From downstairs, I could hear the family car pulling out of the driveway. My parents were on their way to dessert as I was left to battle an enormous Midgard Serpent.
Gee, thanks mom and dad, I thought dryly.
WWWWWHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
Jormungand's head poked out of a hole in my bathroom door.
"Oh God," I murmured. I knew that right now, I needed to be out of this room! But how? HOW??!!!?!?! Jormungand would lunge at me if I tried to get to the door that led into the hall. I could always use the window... My eyes darted nervously towards the window, just as Christopher came into view. He tapped on the window glass, as if to say "Hello? Open the window!"
Since Christopher seemed so content to distract me, I didn't realize that Jormungand had coiled up, about to leap at me. I realized this just a little bit too late, though. See, while I was standing still, looking at Christopher through the window, the Midgard Serpent lunged at me.
I saw this out of the corner of my eye, but I couldn't do anything about it. Jormungand knocked me to the ground.
I could feel blood dripping down the side of my arm. The snake's sharp fangs glistened above my head. Somewhere in the distance, I heard the crash of glass shattering.
That was all I remembered before I was officially unconscious.
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Okay, I know this chapter's a little bit shorter than the rest, but oh well.
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