Chapter 20 Beginning the battle
"What the hell is this?" Collin asked, glancing at the scar now on his hand. "You need it to save Jimena!" Rachel said, then ran to her brother. "Stanton!" She shouted. His eyes still empty, he looked at her. Evil power was growing inside of him by the second. "Catch!" she shouted, then tossed him the flask. The shield of color blocked him from getting it. His eyes were black, but he was definitely conscious of her now.
The flask was floating, trying to penetrate the shield. She didn't know how to help him. "Hellp meee." said a soft female voice. She turned around, and right behind Collin, was Jimena; so pallid and slow, she resembled a ghost. "Jimena?" Collin whispered, and took her hand. She didn't even notice his grip, though his knuckles were white. "She's freezing." He said with worry. "Use your hand." Rachel instructed. "Huh?"
She looked back at Stanton. "Look, for now, go to the others. I have to stay." Collin looked up. "What can you do?" She helplessly shook her head. "I don't know. But I have to try." Collin nodded. "He's important to a lot of people." She smiled. "So are you." He smiled back, the red around his eye crinkling. He picked Jimena up, then walked off. "You wont get away fast enough!" She called. "What do you suggest?"
She closed her eyes, and slowly formed her hands in the shape of a triangle over her chest. She muttered a silent incantation, then shot it at Collin and Jimena. They blinked a couple times like a bad projector, and disappeared. She looked down at her hands. So she was right. She was a sorceress. Suddenly, her simple clothes changed into a long, velvet black dress, making her look just like her new role. She smiled at the wear.
Suddenly, her mood turned serious, and she faced Stanton. She walked up close to him, and reached out. The shield of light had an electrical current around it. She looked at Stanton, and gently reached into his mind. He wanted the flask, but neither of them knew how to get it to him. There's more than one way to achieve victory. It suddenly came to her. She looked over at Stanton's neck. There was the ring.
She spread her arms to her sides, and focused her power on the past. Suddenly, in the air, levitated a small, silver ring. It had a glittering sapphire inside. It was Jacques' ring. The rings glowed together, and they burst with color, then calmed down. Protegas et Amor Innocentes, et Deleas et Despicor Malum. An aura of power trembled the air, and the air crackled violently.
The rings glowed even brighter, and shot a hole in the cyan shield, and she shoved the flask through. Stanton caught it, and repeated their father's coat of arms. To give it more power, she whispered the words with him. "Protegas et Amor Innocentes, et Deleas et Despicor Malum." He glugged it down, and suddenly, the light around him burst out, the blue waves rippling all over Las Angeles. The energy grew mightily, then subdued.
Stanton fell to the ground, unconscious. She cautiously approached him, and touched his heart. It was beating faintly. She smiled at him, and took his hand. She stood up, and flew to Serena's house. When she made it, she looked around at the dark sky. A simple night. Should it really be so simple after all the occurrences? Why didn't the world stop? She turned around, her mind scanning the area.
A girl taking a jog was thinking about her new boyfriend, a boy reading his new book was fantasizing about the female characters, and another boy was playing with his cat. She shook her head. So much simplicity. Stanton moaned, and she looked down at him. She lifted him up, and sat him on the swing. His head rolled. His face was so empty... She remembered how much she adored his sleepy tardiness as a child.
She closed her eyes, and pictured her childhood. She would wake up in the tower extra early, and sneak out with her brothers to watch the sunrise. They were always beautiful in Europe. No polluting sky, no stupid buildings to look over. Then, her servants would help her with her clothes, then she would go downstairs to have breakfast. Or as it was properly called back then, 'Breaking the fast.' She shrugged, and sighed.
"Stanton!" Serena shouted, and ran over to him, gently running her fingers through his hair. "What happened to him?" She whispered in worry. "He's fine. Help me get him inside while I explain." Serena nodded, and hooked his arm over her shoulder. Rachel did the same, and they carried him in. "What happened tonight? First Collin appears out of no where with an unconscious Jimena, then you show up with Stanton."
Rachel patiently explained everything about the evening as they went into the den. They placed Stanton on the couch, and Jimena was on the love seat, where Collin watched her. "My god..." Serena said worriedly. "There's something else." Rachel said tentatively. Collin and Serena turned to her, each of them looking her in the eye. She drew a deep breath, then said, "I'm a sorceress."
Thank you oh yee few, but faithful. It's not easy attracting readers when they think you're making a love triangle.
Joanna: As if i would do anything else!
Nym: So did i. Salem? damn! where now? N may you be showered w/ packets of Ramen Noodles. (i LOVE that stuff!)
Katie: okay! thanks for being a new face! It's great to see those! Have you read the first one? This one might make more sense that way...Familiar Love. I'd delve more if i had more detail...BUT THANK YOU!
"What the hell is this?" Collin asked, glancing at the scar now on his hand. "You need it to save Jimena!" Rachel said, then ran to her brother. "Stanton!" She shouted. His eyes still empty, he looked at her. Evil power was growing inside of him by the second. "Catch!" she shouted, then tossed him the flask. The shield of color blocked him from getting it. His eyes were black, but he was definitely conscious of her now.
The flask was floating, trying to penetrate the shield. She didn't know how to help him. "Hellp meee." said a soft female voice. She turned around, and right behind Collin, was Jimena; so pallid and slow, she resembled a ghost. "Jimena?" Collin whispered, and took her hand. She didn't even notice his grip, though his knuckles were white. "She's freezing." He said with worry. "Use your hand." Rachel instructed. "Huh?"
She looked back at Stanton. "Look, for now, go to the others. I have to stay." Collin looked up. "What can you do?" She helplessly shook her head. "I don't know. But I have to try." Collin nodded. "He's important to a lot of people." She smiled. "So are you." He smiled back, the red around his eye crinkling. He picked Jimena up, then walked off. "You wont get away fast enough!" She called. "What do you suggest?"
She closed her eyes, and slowly formed her hands in the shape of a triangle over her chest. She muttered a silent incantation, then shot it at Collin and Jimena. They blinked a couple times like a bad projector, and disappeared. She looked down at her hands. So she was right. She was a sorceress. Suddenly, her simple clothes changed into a long, velvet black dress, making her look just like her new role. She smiled at the wear.
Suddenly, her mood turned serious, and she faced Stanton. She walked up close to him, and reached out. The shield of light had an electrical current around it. She looked at Stanton, and gently reached into his mind. He wanted the flask, but neither of them knew how to get it to him. There's more than one way to achieve victory. It suddenly came to her. She looked over at Stanton's neck. There was the ring.
She spread her arms to her sides, and focused her power on the past. Suddenly, in the air, levitated a small, silver ring. It had a glittering sapphire inside. It was Jacques' ring. The rings glowed together, and they burst with color, then calmed down. Protegas et Amor Innocentes, et Deleas et Despicor Malum. An aura of power trembled the air, and the air crackled violently.
The rings glowed even brighter, and shot a hole in the cyan shield, and she shoved the flask through. Stanton caught it, and repeated their father's coat of arms. To give it more power, she whispered the words with him. "Protegas et Amor Innocentes, et Deleas et Despicor Malum." He glugged it down, and suddenly, the light around him burst out, the blue waves rippling all over Las Angeles. The energy grew mightily, then subdued.
Stanton fell to the ground, unconscious. She cautiously approached him, and touched his heart. It was beating faintly. She smiled at him, and took his hand. She stood up, and flew to Serena's house. When she made it, she looked around at the dark sky. A simple night. Should it really be so simple after all the occurrences? Why didn't the world stop? She turned around, her mind scanning the area.
A girl taking a jog was thinking about her new boyfriend, a boy reading his new book was fantasizing about the female characters, and another boy was playing with his cat. She shook her head. So much simplicity. Stanton moaned, and she looked down at him. She lifted him up, and sat him on the swing. His head rolled. His face was so empty... She remembered how much she adored his sleepy tardiness as a child.
She closed her eyes, and pictured her childhood. She would wake up in the tower extra early, and sneak out with her brothers to watch the sunrise. They were always beautiful in Europe. No polluting sky, no stupid buildings to look over. Then, her servants would help her with her clothes, then she would go downstairs to have breakfast. Or as it was properly called back then, 'Breaking the fast.' She shrugged, and sighed.
"Stanton!" Serena shouted, and ran over to him, gently running her fingers through his hair. "What happened to him?" She whispered in worry. "He's fine. Help me get him inside while I explain." Serena nodded, and hooked his arm over her shoulder. Rachel did the same, and they carried him in. "What happened tonight? First Collin appears out of no where with an unconscious Jimena, then you show up with Stanton."
Rachel patiently explained everything about the evening as they went into the den. They placed Stanton on the couch, and Jimena was on the love seat, where Collin watched her. "My god..." Serena said worriedly. "There's something else." Rachel said tentatively. Collin and Serena turned to her, each of them looking her in the eye. She drew a deep breath, then said, "I'm a sorceress."
Thank you oh yee few, but faithful. It's not easy attracting readers when they think you're making a love triangle.
Joanna: As if i would do anything else!
Nym: So did i. Salem? damn! where now? N may you be showered w/ packets of Ramen Noodles. (i LOVE that stuff!)
Katie: okay! thanks for being a new face! It's great to see those! Have you read the first one? This one might make more sense that way...Familiar Love. I'd delve more if i had more detail...BUT THANK YOU!