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The ground gave another terrifying shudder which sent Jeff and Trish sprawling onto the floor. Jeff began coughing hoarsely; his chest hadn't recovered from the beating it had taken at the hands of Reckless and the dust that was all he could breathe right now was far from helping. Trish lifted a hand; a light blotchy red handprint was left on the concrete, it was not what she wanted to see. Ignoring the bloody impression she'd left, she crawled shakily to Jeff's side. The walls were crumbling before their eyes, pieces of brick and plaster raining down onto them, it was one, if not the, most scary situation either had found themselves in. Trish halted as a lump crashed into the floor in front of her then scrambled further forward so that she could talk right in Jeff's ear, he wouldn't be able to hear her otherwise.
"We're nearly at the steps now, we're gonna have to go for it" she yelled
"I know, you ready?" he called back, squinting to stop dust from collecting in his eyes
"Give the word" she answered as she scrunched herself into as small form as possible to avoid the unhealthy rain "but make it quick!"
Jeff waited, he would have to be quick since there wouldn't be anything left to run up and possibly no one left to run since they'd probably be buried under an impenetrable pile of rubble. He moved himself up into a crouch, coiling himself back ready to spring. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and
"Now!" he yelled, springing forward
He shot towards the steps, scrambling up them as stones rattled down towards them. Trish was close on his heels, trying to block out the increasingly large heavy pieces that landed dangerously close to her. A piece slammed into her back, she halted, breathing hard. It was odd to feel the pain spread, she felt removed as though she didn't care, after all she'd been through what did one piece of stone matter? She shook it off and continued, her eyes on the door at the top, their door to freedom. Jeff felt as though he was surrounded by some sort of wall, keeping all sound and feeling out, he was completely focused on getting out, his hands and feet working on auto-pilot. Suddenly, his hand missed a step and he was sent hurtling backwards down on a painful downwards slide. He too felt removed as he crashed downwards, pain spiking at him through the stone, but he felt unaffected. Then he hit a block, only it wasn't a block, it was Trish. She gasped, her breath leaving her momentarily. She breathed deeply, managing to regain her balance and not send them both back down. She nudged him with her shoulder
"Get off me suicidal wonder! Now is not the time to start being extreme!"
Even in this situation she managed to keep a sense of humour. He smiled a little, the pain shooting back into his body, he'd felt as though he'd been floating above it before but now he felt rejoined to it, he was back. He began moving up again, not saying anything, he wasn't sure what he would say if he did. His hands and feet began moving faster and suddenly he was at the top, he could see out into the corridor, the harsh light hurt his eyes. He looked down and saw Trish climbing up, nearly at the top. Her blonde hair stood out in the dark room and against her black clothes like a guide light, destined to bring people home safely. He sat down beside her as she dropped exhaustedly to the floor at the top. He didn't say anything, just held her in his arms, unknowingly mimicking what Matt and Amy had done that night in the car lot. They were felt closer after what they'd been through. He kissed the top of her head, feeling overwhelming relief to be able to do that simple gesture. They'd made it part of the way and there was a way to go yet. Trish gently pushed herself away from Jeff and looked at him as she pulled herself to her feet, despite the fact that she was breathing hard and was evidently in as much pain as him.
"We did it" she said simply "now we have to find the others"
Jeff got the message, the others would no doubt need some help and that was their first duty. More than anything else, he wanted to see his brother, knowing that he was there made his heart skip a little. With a sudden unexplainable smile, he grabbed one of Trish's hands and dashed out of the door.
*
Mark was getting heavier and heavier. Sara struggled to hold him up by herself. The light around them prevented anything from hitting them but it was taking every ounce of her being to try and keep him on his feet.
"Why couldn't my power be strength?" she muttered "agility is no help right now"
Mark seemed to have gone into a daze, his last strength and resolve sapped out of him since Sara had revealed her powers to him and Jezebel had disappeared. Come to think of it, Matt had disappeared too, what was taking him so long to find a way out? As Sara began thinking about this, she heard stumbling footsteps and a red and black figure fell in the door coming from the corridor. For a few hopeless moments, Sara thought it was Jezebel back to finish them off, then she noticed the hard neck brace.
"Amy?! What the hell are you doing here?" she exclaimed, her voice barely heard over the roar of the building
The figure lifted it's head and smiled weakly. It was Amy, her hazel eyes watering from the dust, a hand to her head. She made her way over to where Sara was.
"They let me out of the hospital so I came straight here, don't give me any lectures, you guys needed help and I was here to provide it" she said loudly "I've been helping Trish and Jeff fight Reckless, I left them to it when I heard the fight up here, I must have been knocked out by something because when I reached the top of the stairs, I don't remember anything except waking up on the stone"
"Reckless?"
"Yeah, another of Jezebel's friends but that can wait, where's Matt? He came here to help you"
"And he did but I've sent him to find a way out of here, Mark's been hurt badly by Jezebel who's disappeared, we need to get him out of here"
At her words, the building shuddered again. Sara felt herself falling forward. She desperately tried to remained balanced but she could feel Mark slipping from her grasp. Amy quickly grabbed one of Mark's arms, careful not to touch the blood soaked part of it which was bandaged with some sort of purple material. As she kept a grip on Mark as Sara regained her balance, she recognised it. It was from Matt's T-shirt, he had been here to help. A small sense of relief pulsed through her and made her smile. Then she remembered that he wasn't here now, she hoped he'd come back soon.
The ground pitched again, the bricks began falling faster, more and more breaking around them but strangely not on them. Amy looked around mystified, how was it that they were unharmed by the bricks? Then she noticed that a strange golden light surrounded her and the others, she couldn't touch it, it was just there. It tingled slightly on her skin, a puzzled smile appeared on her face. She looked at Sara in question as Sara stood firmly again, Mark's arm around her shoulders
"I have powers" Sara said simply "but don't ask yet OK? There's a whole lot to do before the explanations start, getting out of here for one"
Amy nodded, she felt as though her head would explode if she was told one more startling unbelievable piece of information, discovering that Stacy and Rob were in league with Jezebel with their own powers was enough for today. As she stood in thought, the ground shook, causing her to nearly fall again
"We have to get out, we can't wait for Matt" she yelled
"I can't carry Mark out of her by myself, strength isn't one of my powers" Sara yelled back "and you are not helping me, no matter what you say, you're injured enough as it is"
Amy was speechless with helplessness, there was nothing she could do to help Sara which wouldn't hurt her neck and undo all the good the doctors had done. It was extremely frustrating. Suddenly, there were footsteps, faintly they could hear them over the crumbling walls but they were footsteps none the less. Amy hoped it was someone they wanted to see. She was in luck. Jeff and Trish ran into the room hand in hand, both looking very grimy with plenty of cuts to show. They stumbled towards the others as the floor rolled again. Amy caught Trish as she fell forwards.
"Good to see you guys" Amy said, hugging Trish quickly "get rid of Reckless?"
"Nope, he got out soon after you, any sign of him?" asked Jeff as he bent over, hands on his knees, catching his breath
"No sign at all, he's gone" answered Amy
"Probably to same place that Eternal went" added Sara "I knocked her out over there but she ain't there anymore"
Sure enough, the spot that Sara gestured to was empty of anyone, not even a spot of blood. Trish sighed, they weren't dead which meant they'd probably escaped. Jeff pulled his hair back into a ponytail, in the dusty dark atmosphere, it still glowed it's acidic green, a small reminder that something was still normal if Jeff was still standing out.
"Where's Matt?" he asked eagerly, looking around for signs of his brother
"Went to find us a way out" replied Sara "but hasn't come back"
"Which is why we need to get out now" continued Amy "this place isn't going to stand for much longer"
Jeff noticed for the first time that Mark wasn't talking, he was knocked out and Sara was trying to support him by herself. He quickly slipped under Mark's other arm to help her, gaining him a grateful smile. Trish meanwhile frowned slightly as she looked at them
"Why are you guys glowing?" she asked finally
"Long story, tell you later now lets get out!" said Sara, taking command
"Hang on, where's Jezebel?" asked Trish "I assume she was the one that caused this?"
"Yes and no but she disappeared out of the door, gone outside I guess, probably escaped with her friends" answered Sara impatiently "that's not important now"
"But you said that Matt went outside too and that he hasn't come back" persisted Trish "so did Jezebel"
They all looked at each other, taking in Trish's words and without speaking, began racing for the door.
*
"That's taken care of that" said Eternal as she watched the building crumble "on to the next place"
"Yep, where next?" asked Reckless, stretching out on the grass
Eternal shrugged and pulled her long black jacket around her, it reached to her ankles and covered up her ripped and bloodied gear. Her legs were still smarting and she knew she had several cuts that needed tending to. Reckless probably did too. But it didn't matter, shadow creatures kept going, pain only hindering them momentarily. Nothing could truly stop them. A cool breeze flew around her, whipping her hair back from her face as she continued to watch.
"She has Matt" she said "and do you know what that means?"
"More toys to play with" growled Reckless darkly "and more toys to destroy after what they did to us"
"Ah, what fun it'll be" Eternal sighed "come on, we'd better make a move, we don't want them to catch up with us, that would spoil the surprise"
"She in contact with you?"
"Naturally, I'm keeping Matt oblivious, so easy but she thinks she'll just get rid of him soon"
"How?"
"Only she knows, she usually has good ideas, you should have seen the scar she put on Trish, Reckless, it was beautiful, truly an art I can only aspire to"
"Don't sweat it baby, you're gonna have plenty of canvases to practise on"
"True, come on, it'll be morning soon"
*
Matt held on tightly to Jezebel, glad to able to put his arms around her again. He knew the others would understand, Jeff and Trish after all were on their way to help Mark and Sara, not that Sara probably needed much help with those powers of her's. He shook his head smiling, that sure put a spanner in the works. Jezebel hadn't seen it coming at all, that was what made him smile.
Jezebel focused on the road, she had a long journey tonight and according to Eternal, she and Reckless were close behind, following the right path. They would soon be making that kill, the one that always happened at the end of a game of cat and mouse. It was so satisfying when things went according to plan, it made her feel so proud. The arms around her waist tightened, that reminded her, she did have something to do before the journey continued. The bike suddenly screeched to a halt in a side road, she said something to Eternal quickly before turning to Matt who looked at her confused
"Here's where you get off" she said still in Amy's voice
"What do you mean? We're not at the hotel yet"
"This is your stop"
Suddenly she grabbed him by the throat and threw him off the bike. He landed awkwardly with a groan. She pulled her helmet off, dark red hair cascaded down her shoulders as she sneered at his pitiful crumpled form. She moved towards him and kicked him in the stomach
"Matt, Matt, Matt" she began regretfully "when will you learn? I'm not ordinary, I know how you think and I know how you work"
Matt didn't reply, only aware of the pain in his head. Dimly, he could hear someone talk but he wasn't sure who. Jezebel kicked him again and picked him up by under his arms to look him in the eyes. He drowsily looked back, his own eyes half open, confusion fogging his mind, was it Amy in front of him? He couldn't tell. He was aware of green eyes, vivid and clear. They pierced him until they were all he was aware of. He heard a voice, a different one, deep and smooth, familiar and tempting.
"Sleep my boy, you're going to need it"
He felt her come closer and kiss him once fiercely. It left a burning sensation on his lips, it wasn't fuelled by passion, it was triumphant as if to say that he was her's. Jezebel laughed at the slow smile on his face, he wasn't aware, it was delicious. She lifted him higher and then easily threw him over the roadside wall without much effort, knowing that he would roll down a bank and probably land on stone or something equally painful. She dusted her hands off and put her helmet back on, sending a simple message to Eternal
"All alone now, so it continues"
She smiled as she started the bike again and rode off down the road. Life was very sweet when everything went your way. Create your own destiny people said, that was fun but creating other people's was even more fun. And she had a lot more to create before this was finished.
Read, enjoy, review! Yes, I'm back! Finally the sequel has arrived! Hope u guys enjoy this one as much as the last one. Big thanks to all those who left reviews of the last chapter of "The Fire Within" (Cat Lea, Female Phenom and Liz!) If you haven't read "The Fire Within" yet, then please do otherwise you'll find this story confusing. Please read and review, I wanna know what you think!
The ground gave another terrifying shudder which sent Jeff and Trish sprawling onto the floor. Jeff began coughing hoarsely; his chest hadn't recovered from the beating it had taken at the hands of Reckless and the dust that was all he could breathe right now was far from helping. Trish lifted a hand; a light blotchy red handprint was left on the concrete, it was not what she wanted to see. Ignoring the bloody impression she'd left, she crawled shakily to Jeff's side. The walls were crumbling before their eyes, pieces of brick and plaster raining down onto them, it was one, if not the, most scary situation either had found themselves in. Trish halted as a lump crashed into the floor in front of her then scrambled further forward so that she could talk right in Jeff's ear, he wouldn't be able to hear her otherwise.
"We're nearly at the steps now, we're gonna have to go for it" she yelled
"I know, you ready?" he called back, squinting to stop dust from collecting in his eyes
"Give the word" she answered as she scrunched herself into as small form as possible to avoid the unhealthy rain "but make it quick!"
Jeff waited, he would have to be quick since there wouldn't be anything left to run up and possibly no one left to run since they'd probably be buried under an impenetrable pile of rubble. He moved himself up into a crouch, coiling himself back ready to spring. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and
"Now!" he yelled, springing forward
He shot towards the steps, scrambling up them as stones rattled down towards them. Trish was close on his heels, trying to block out the increasingly large heavy pieces that landed dangerously close to her. A piece slammed into her back, she halted, breathing hard. It was odd to feel the pain spread, she felt removed as though she didn't care, after all she'd been through what did one piece of stone matter? She shook it off and continued, her eyes on the door at the top, their door to freedom. Jeff felt as though he was surrounded by some sort of wall, keeping all sound and feeling out, he was completely focused on getting out, his hands and feet working on auto-pilot. Suddenly, his hand missed a step and he was sent hurtling backwards down on a painful downwards slide. He too felt removed as he crashed downwards, pain spiking at him through the stone, but he felt unaffected. Then he hit a block, only it wasn't a block, it was Trish. She gasped, her breath leaving her momentarily. She breathed deeply, managing to regain her balance and not send them both back down. She nudged him with her shoulder
"Get off me suicidal wonder! Now is not the time to start being extreme!"
Even in this situation she managed to keep a sense of humour. He smiled a little, the pain shooting back into his body, he'd felt as though he'd been floating above it before but now he felt rejoined to it, he was back. He began moving up again, not saying anything, he wasn't sure what he would say if he did. His hands and feet began moving faster and suddenly he was at the top, he could see out into the corridor, the harsh light hurt his eyes. He looked down and saw Trish climbing up, nearly at the top. Her blonde hair stood out in the dark room and against her black clothes like a guide light, destined to bring people home safely. He sat down beside her as she dropped exhaustedly to the floor at the top. He didn't say anything, just held her in his arms, unknowingly mimicking what Matt and Amy had done that night in the car lot. They were felt closer after what they'd been through. He kissed the top of her head, feeling overwhelming relief to be able to do that simple gesture. They'd made it part of the way and there was a way to go yet. Trish gently pushed herself away from Jeff and looked at him as she pulled herself to her feet, despite the fact that she was breathing hard and was evidently in as much pain as him.
"We did it" she said simply "now we have to find the others"
Jeff got the message, the others would no doubt need some help and that was their first duty. More than anything else, he wanted to see his brother, knowing that he was there made his heart skip a little. With a sudden unexplainable smile, he grabbed one of Trish's hands and dashed out of the door.
*
Mark was getting heavier and heavier. Sara struggled to hold him up by herself. The light around them prevented anything from hitting them but it was taking every ounce of her being to try and keep him on his feet.
"Why couldn't my power be strength?" she muttered "agility is no help right now"
Mark seemed to have gone into a daze, his last strength and resolve sapped out of him since Sara had revealed her powers to him and Jezebel had disappeared. Come to think of it, Matt had disappeared too, what was taking him so long to find a way out? As Sara began thinking about this, she heard stumbling footsteps and a red and black figure fell in the door coming from the corridor. For a few hopeless moments, Sara thought it was Jezebel back to finish them off, then she noticed the hard neck brace.
"Amy?! What the hell are you doing here?" she exclaimed, her voice barely heard over the roar of the building
The figure lifted it's head and smiled weakly. It was Amy, her hazel eyes watering from the dust, a hand to her head. She made her way over to where Sara was.
"They let me out of the hospital so I came straight here, don't give me any lectures, you guys needed help and I was here to provide it" she said loudly "I've been helping Trish and Jeff fight Reckless, I left them to it when I heard the fight up here, I must have been knocked out by something because when I reached the top of the stairs, I don't remember anything except waking up on the stone"
"Reckless?"
"Yeah, another of Jezebel's friends but that can wait, where's Matt? He came here to help you"
"And he did but I've sent him to find a way out of here, Mark's been hurt badly by Jezebel who's disappeared, we need to get him out of here"
At her words, the building shuddered again. Sara felt herself falling forward. She desperately tried to remained balanced but she could feel Mark slipping from her grasp. Amy quickly grabbed one of Mark's arms, careful not to touch the blood soaked part of it which was bandaged with some sort of purple material. As she kept a grip on Mark as Sara regained her balance, she recognised it. It was from Matt's T-shirt, he had been here to help. A small sense of relief pulsed through her and made her smile. Then she remembered that he wasn't here now, she hoped he'd come back soon.
The ground pitched again, the bricks began falling faster, more and more breaking around them but strangely not on them. Amy looked around mystified, how was it that they were unharmed by the bricks? Then she noticed that a strange golden light surrounded her and the others, she couldn't touch it, it was just there. It tingled slightly on her skin, a puzzled smile appeared on her face. She looked at Sara in question as Sara stood firmly again, Mark's arm around her shoulders
"I have powers" Sara said simply "but don't ask yet OK? There's a whole lot to do before the explanations start, getting out of here for one"
Amy nodded, she felt as though her head would explode if she was told one more startling unbelievable piece of information, discovering that Stacy and Rob were in league with Jezebel with their own powers was enough for today. As she stood in thought, the ground shook, causing her to nearly fall again
"We have to get out, we can't wait for Matt" she yelled
"I can't carry Mark out of her by myself, strength isn't one of my powers" Sara yelled back "and you are not helping me, no matter what you say, you're injured enough as it is"
Amy was speechless with helplessness, there was nothing she could do to help Sara which wouldn't hurt her neck and undo all the good the doctors had done. It was extremely frustrating. Suddenly, there were footsteps, faintly they could hear them over the crumbling walls but they were footsteps none the less. Amy hoped it was someone they wanted to see. She was in luck. Jeff and Trish ran into the room hand in hand, both looking very grimy with plenty of cuts to show. They stumbled towards the others as the floor rolled again. Amy caught Trish as she fell forwards.
"Good to see you guys" Amy said, hugging Trish quickly "get rid of Reckless?"
"Nope, he got out soon after you, any sign of him?" asked Jeff as he bent over, hands on his knees, catching his breath
"No sign at all, he's gone" answered Amy
"Probably to same place that Eternal went" added Sara "I knocked her out over there but she ain't there anymore"
Sure enough, the spot that Sara gestured to was empty of anyone, not even a spot of blood. Trish sighed, they weren't dead which meant they'd probably escaped. Jeff pulled his hair back into a ponytail, in the dusty dark atmosphere, it still glowed it's acidic green, a small reminder that something was still normal if Jeff was still standing out.
"Where's Matt?" he asked eagerly, looking around for signs of his brother
"Went to find us a way out" replied Sara "but hasn't come back"
"Which is why we need to get out now" continued Amy "this place isn't going to stand for much longer"
Jeff noticed for the first time that Mark wasn't talking, he was knocked out and Sara was trying to support him by herself. He quickly slipped under Mark's other arm to help her, gaining him a grateful smile. Trish meanwhile frowned slightly as she looked at them
"Why are you guys glowing?" she asked finally
"Long story, tell you later now lets get out!" said Sara, taking command
"Hang on, where's Jezebel?" asked Trish "I assume she was the one that caused this?"
"Yes and no but she disappeared out of the door, gone outside I guess, probably escaped with her friends" answered Sara impatiently "that's not important now"
"But you said that Matt went outside too and that he hasn't come back" persisted Trish "so did Jezebel"
They all looked at each other, taking in Trish's words and without speaking, began racing for the door.
*
"That's taken care of that" said Eternal as she watched the building crumble "on to the next place"
"Yep, where next?" asked Reckless, stretching out on the grass
Eternal shrugged and pulled her long black jacket around her, it reached to her ankles and covered up her ripped and bloodied gear. Her legs were still smarting and she knew she had several cuts that needed tending to. Reckless probably did too. But it didn't matter, shadow creatures kept going, pain only hindering them momentarily. Nothing could truly stop them. A cool breeze flew around her, whipping her hair back from her face as she continued to watch.
"She has Matt" she said "and do you know what that means?"
"More toys to play with" growled Reckless darkly "and more toys to destroy after what they did to us"
"Ah, what fun it'll be" Eternal sighed "come on, we'd better make a move, we don't want them to catch up with us, that would spoil the surprise"
"She in contact with you?"
"Naturally, I'm keeping Matt oblivious, so easy but she thinks she'll just get rid of him soon"
"How?"
"Only she knows, she usually has good ideas, you should have seen the scar she put on Trish, Reckless, it was beautiful, truly an art I can only aspire to"
"Don't sweat it baby, you're gonna have plenty of canvases to practise on"
"True, come on, it'll be morning soon"
*
Matt held on tightly to Jezebel, glad to able to put his arms around her again. He knew the others would understand, Jeff and Trish after all were on their way to help Mark and Sara, not that Sara probably needed much help with those powers of her's. He shook his head smiling, that sure put a spanner in the works. Jezebel hadn't seen it coming at all, that was what made him smile.
Jezebel focused on the road, she had a long journey tonight and according to Eternal, she and Reckless were close behind, following the right path. They would soon be making that kill, the one that always happened at the end of a game of cat and mouse. It was so satisfying when things went according to plan, it made her feel so proud. The arms around her waist tightened, that reminded her, she did have something to do before the journey continued. The bike suddenly screeched to a halt in a side road, she said something to Eternal quickly before turning to Matt who looked at her confused
"Here's where you get off" she said still in Amy's voice
"What do you mean? We're not at the hotel yet"
"This is your stop"
Suddenly she grabbed him by the throat and threw him off the bike. He landed awkwardly with a groan. She pulled her helmet off, dark red hair cascaded down her shoulders as she sneered at his pitiful crumpled form. She moved towards him and kicked him in the stomach
"Matt, Matt, Matt" she began regretfully "when will you learn? I'm not ordinary, I know how you think and I know how you work"
Matt didn't reply, only aware of the pain in his head. Dimly, he could hear someone talk but he wasn't sure who. Jezebel kicked him again and picked him up by under his arms to look him in the eyes. He drowsily looked back, his own eyes half open, confusion fogging his mind, was it Amy in front of him? He couldn't tell. He was aware of green eyes, vivid and clear. They pierced him until they were all he was aware of. He heard a voice, a different one, deep and smooth, familiar and tempting.
"Sleep my boy, you're going to need it"
He felt her come closer and kiss him once fiercely. It left a burning sensation on his lips, it wasn't fuelled by passion, it was triumphant as if to say that he was her's. Jezebel laughed at the slow smile on his face, he wasn't aware, it was delicious. She lifted him higher and then easily threw him over the roadside wall without much effort, knowing that he would roll down a bank and probably land on stone or something equally painful. She dusted her hands off and put her helmet back on, sending a simple message to Eternal
"All alone now, so it continues"
She smiled as she started the bike again and rode off down the road. Life was very sweet when everything went your way. Create your own destiny people said, that was fun but creating other people's was even more fun. And she had a lot more to create before this was finished.
Read, enjoy, review! Yes, I'm back! Finally the sequel has arrived! Hope u guys enjoy this one as much as the last one. Big thanks to all those who left reviews of the last chapter of "The Fire Within" (Cat Lea, Female Phenom and Liz!) If you haven't read "The Fire Within" yet, then please do otherwise you'll find this story confusing. Please read and review, I wanna know what you think!
