Chapter 12
"Alright, so what do we do now?" Yvonne said. Mostly, they all stayed silent, unable to answer. Finally, Cassandra shrugged. "Why don't we ask Maggie Craven?" Everyone looked at her with surprise or confusion. "Where did that come from?" Karyl asked. "I've seen just about all of your weird ideas, but this beats them all!" Cassandra dropped her crossed arms and sighed. "Well, think about it! What if she does know?"
"Yeah, but what's she gonna tell a bunch of followers, outcasts, and the Prince of Night? I don't know about you." Murray said, and nodded to Chris. Chris cocked his head. "I think she would tell me something. But if she doesn't know anything, then...Stanton?" Everybody immediately caught on and turned to Stanton.
Stanton shrugged, "I could communicate with the Atrox I suppose. And we should probably do it now, so there's a smaller chance that it notices we're seeking advice from Maggie as well." They all agreed. "Karyl, Tymmie, Chris, maybe we should hide, the Atrox might ask questions if it see's us around Stanton when they're talking."
"Alright, we'll go to the bushes. Stanton, can you do it now?" Stantons brows pinched, and he nodded. "I'll try." Chris nodded, and then he ran off. Cassandra, Tymmie, and Karyl followed her, and they hid in the trees and bushes that were lining the beach. Then it was time. (A/N: this conversation is gonna be telepathic.)
They all waited. Stanton concentrated. "Stand back." He put his hands in fists by his side, and his telepathic words burst into the night. Father of Night and Evil, I seek your aid. The ground shook, and the waves grew taller. He squinted into the night, then seeing that the Atrox was near, he growled at the people around him.
"Get away!" He hissed. "If it get's angry you have to be out of its attack range." Yvonne, Kelly, and Murray backed off about ten steps. Stanton's head turned back just in time. The Atrox was there. He closed his eyes as the evil spirit tried to sense his thoughts. We need your aid.
A long hiss filled the air. The others stood back, afraid, but Stanton just remained still. We all felt a sense that something was happening at the beach, and that we should go there right away. But when we did, nothing happened. A loud howl and then a shrill whistle echoed into the dark. Yvonne, Kelly, and Murray covered their ears. Stanton still didn't move, his eyes shining gold into the night. The light reflected off the sand.
We only assumed that you would have the answer. After a quick rumble, the earth shook violently, and the wind caught up, causing sand to swirl about the air. Just as quickly, a dark cloud swirled in the sky. The Atrox was furious, and about to release it's hellish destruction on L.A.. Stanton knew he had made a mistake.
I never meant to anger you! But instead of listening, the Atrox struck Stanton. Just as it was about to make it's attack on the earth, Stanton said his desperate apologies. After a few more pleas and apologizing, the Atrox finally seemed to calm down. But it's power left Stanton shaken to the bone, making it hard to stay linked. At last, the inky dark in the sky slowly went away. Stanton let go, and fell to the ground on his hands and knees. (A/N: I'm making up my own version of what the Atrox sounds like and who it can talk to. Please say you like this!)
"Alright, so what do we do now?" Yvonne said. Mostly, they all stayed silent, unable to answer. Finally, Cassandra shrugged. "Why don't we ask Maggie Craven?" Everyone looked at her with surprise or confusion. "Where did that come from?" Karyl asked. "I've seen just about all of your weird ideas, but this beats them all!" Cassandra dropped her crossed arms and sighed. "Well, think about it! What if she does know?"
"Yeah, but what's she gonna tell a bunch of followers, outcasts, and the Prince of Night? I don't know about you." Murray said, and nodded to Chris. Chris cocked his head. "I think she would tell me something. But if she doesn't know anything, then...Stanton?" Everybody immediately caught on and turned to Stanton.
Stanton shrugged, "I could communicate with the Atrox I suppose. And we should probably do it now, so there's a smaller chance that it notices we're seeking advice from Maggie as well." They all agreed. "Karyl, Tymmie, Chris, maybe we should hide, the Atrox might ask questions if it see's us around Stanton when they're talking."
"Alright, we'll go to the bushes. Stanton, can you do it now?" Stantons brows pinched, and he nodded. "I'll try." Chris nodded, and then he ran off. Cassandra, Tymmie, and Karyl followed her, and they hid in the trees and bushes that were lining the beach. Then it was time. (A/N: this conversation is gonna be telepathic.)
They all waited. Stanton concentrated. "Stand back." He put his hands in fists by his side, and his telepathic words burst into the night. Father of Night and Evil, I seek your aid. The ground shook, and the waves grew taller. He squinted into the night, then seeing that the Atrox was near, he growled at the people around him.
"Get away!" He hissed. "If it get's angry you have to be out of its attack range." Yvonne, Kelly, and Murray backed off about ten steps. Stanton's head turned back just in time. The Atrox was there. He closed his eyes as the evil spirit tried to sense his thoughts. We need your aid.
A long hiss filled the air. The others stood back, afraid, but Stanton just remained still. We all felt a sense that something was happening at the beach, and that we should go there right away. But when we did, nothing happened. A loud howl and then a shrill whistle echoed into the dark. Yvonne, Kelly, and Murray covered their ears. Stanton still didn't move, his eyes shining gold into the night. The light reflected off the sand.
We only assumed that you would have the answer. After a quick rumble, the earth shook violently, and the wind caught up, causing sand to swirl about the air. Just as quickly, a dark cloud swirled in the sky. The Atrox was furious, and about to release it's hellish destruction on L.A.. Stanton knew he had made a mistake.
I never meant to anger you! But instead of listening, the Atrox struck Stanton. Just as it was about to make it's attack on the earth, Stanton said his desperate apologies. After a few more pleas and apologizing, the Atrox finally seemed to calm down. But it's power left Stanton shaken to the bone, making it hard to stay linked. At last, the inky dark in the sky slowly went away. Stanton let go, and fell to the ground on his hands and knees. (A/N: I'm making up my own version of what the Atrox sounds like and who it can talk to. Please say you like this!)