Prt V: Battle
Chapter IV: Aide
AN: This is kind of a flashback... in the beginning anyway. Well, you'll see what I mean. Hehe, and as requested, I am trying to make chapters longer
"Riley don't-" Aria tried to shout, but she realized she was too late, as Riley jumped out into the group of Followers.
Clutching her amulet closely, she said a silent prayer and tried to make her way over to her fellow Daughters.
She eased carefully over wooden crates, between dumpsters, and broken beer bottles. Aria clung to the shadowed part of the building, and went behind the Followers, hoping none of them would spot her.
Mentally, she began to pray frantically over and over to every deity she had ever heard of, trying to ease her panic.
She cursed her choice of footwear as she miserably tried to gingerly step over the various debris. It was vital that she didn't make a sound, or the charade would be over. And the spiky heeled sandals were not aiding in the stealth department.
She noticed a small parting in the crowd, and it dawned on her that that was where the other two Daughters were. She slipped behind two Followers who were chatting amiably about something.
She saw Imy and Tessa for the first time up close. Imy was cast on the ground, her limbs at odd angles and it was obvious she had fallen down hard. There was a look of concentration on her face that didn't seem to fade, never mind the fact that she was unconscious.
Her eyes slid over to where Tessa was sitting. Her blond hair was matted down, giving her the look of some crazed asylum escapee. Aria inwardly groaned when she realized that Tessa appeared to be sliding between consciousnesses as well.
Silently deciding to revive Imy first, she crawled over as cautiously as she could on her hands and knees, keeping her head lowered.
When she got close enough to touch her, she sat, leaning on her knees. Outstretching her arms and hands over Imy, she closed her eyes and tried to concentrate her energy.
There was a feeling that began to overwhelm her, it was similar to having a sugar rush. She slowly opened her eyes again to see a pale blue light gathering under her fingertips.
The light began to grow, and was gently starting to settle itself on Imy's head.
Aria was pretty sure she heard her start to mumble something, when she was suddenly pulled away from behind.
"TYMMIE!" Yelled her captor.
Aria struggled as hard as she could as she noticed that it was nothing other than a Follower holding her by the arms.
The crowd surrounding the pair began to part, and Aria grew increasingly more uncomfortable at the sight of all the eager glares. Her eyes followed in the direction of some to see Tymmie and Riley on the other side of the alleyway.
Tymmie's eyes seemed to be full of content and joy at the same time, and Aria couldn't help but feel the dismal emotion of despair filling the air.
Naturally, she struggled harder against her captor, "Let me go!" She demanded.
The Followers holding her let out a short, dry laugh, "You're all such foolish Goddesses, the ones before you would've been ashamed."
Aria felt a blush of embarrassment go through her. Were they really that bad?
"That's enough Murray," Came Tymmie, who was obviously the leader of the group.
Murray proceeded to shut up.
Tymmie then proceeded to make some sort of speech, but Aria was distracted in trying to figure out a way to escape. But when there were suddenly murmurs of excitement, she looked back up to Tymmie.
Aria watched the scene in horror, as she saw Riley begin to go limp. A collective chill passed through the air and a lot of Followers were beginning to get a hungry look in their eyes.
"O mater Luna-" Aria started to pray, but was cut off almost instantly when the one called Murray clamped his hand over her mouth.
"Can't have any of that," He stated smugly.
Aria once again studied her captor, he had blonde hair that was slicked back and a worn denim jacket on. The feeling of evil coursed around him, and it made her slightly nauseated.
The only coherent thought that ran through her mind was that they were doomed. Doomed to serve the Atrox, to fail Selene, and to let down their mentor.
She looked around and sighed. The feeling of hope was leaving her. There was no way out of this dilemma.
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The only thing that Riley was aware of at the moment was that she was cold. Not cold in a temperature meaning, but cold from the inside.
She felt lost, and afraid. She seemed to be the only person in a clouded dark room, with spinning shadows and heavy smoke.
But it was then, that she also began to see pictures.
The first thing that had appeared was her and her mother. Instead of being somber and quiet, Riley was laughing and seemed to be enjoying herself for once. And Cassandra, instead of being hard and stern, had a genuine smile across her face and seemed to enjoy Riley's company. A third person joined the two, and Riley somehow knew it was her father.
I can give you this. She heard whispered somewhere in the shadows.
Riley ignored it at first, her attention fixated on the image. She reached out her hand to touch it, but it soon vanished. It was quickly replaced by another scene.
In this one, Riley was standing by herself on the stage of a huge outdoor arena. There were thousands of people who had gathered just to watch her play. And instead of being nervous or antsy in front of the crowd, Riley was enjoying all the attention that was on her. She played with the grace of a professional, and wasn't burdened with all the cares she usually had.
This is what you want, isn't it? purred the voice.
Riley could feel herself nodding, Yes.
Join me, and you can have all this.
Riley seemed to hesitate, it all seemed to come too easy. Her mother had never laughed the entire time Riley had been alive, why had she seemed so happy then? Riley had never known her father, nor had she ever been careless.... It somehow didn't fit.
Join me. Once again the voice came, You will have all this and more...
Somehow, she wasn't entirely convinced, I don't know. She stated with little conviction.
I promise...
She was about to accept, when a loud thundering noise broke her grip on that reality.
The next thing she knew, Riley had landed on the asphalt of the side street, her head reeling in a sense of pain.
She slowly began to remember what happened, and as soon as she realized what she was about to do, her eyes widened in horror.
"Riley?" Came a voice.
She looked up to see Aria, still held by the Follower named Murray. Riley could feel confusion and concern coming from her, and automatically deducted that it wasn't her who had released her. But then, who was it?
She looked up at Tymmie, who was staring straight behind her, his eyes zoned in on the door, "Well, well, look who decided to show up." He muttered, a slight amusement in his eyes.
Riley followed his gaze, and immediately stood up, "You need to get out of here now!" She demanded, a serious edge to her voice.
Trysten leaned against the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest. He stared at her sadly, "No, Riley, it's you who needs to leave."
She looked to see Art and Lance come out from the building right behind him. Trysten stood, and it was then that Riley began to notice the uneasy feeling she had. He stayed there, monolithic, like he was expecting her to just up and go.
Riley slowly shook her head, he had no idea what he was doing, "Trysten, you don't understand-"
"I understand perfectly." He responded coolly.
Art nodded, "We know what you and Imy are." At the mention of her, his eyes immediately went over to where she was lying on the ground.
"She's fine Art." Muttered Lance, as if he knew what he was thinking.
"How? What?" Asked Riley, a feeling of bewilderment flooding her.
Trysten made his way over to her and Tymmie, who still had his trademark indignant smirk plastered on his face. "Your necklaces," He said, picking up the chain around Riley's neck, "Are what gave me my first clue." He looked her straight in the eye, "Then when I saw you and Imy teleport from the hall it confirmed my suspicion."
Riley looked at him and felt understanding. He was telling the truth, "Trysten," She said, struggling to keep her voice calm, "What's going on."
Trysten looked away from her then, and behind her at Tymmie. "Me and Tymmie here are old friends." He replied coolly.
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That's it for this chap! Bum bum bum........
Next Up: Who's Trysten really? Why does he know Tymmie? Why do Art and Lance know what's going on? Is Tessa really just useless? Is there really a need for all these questions? Find out in Prt V: Battle, Chapter V.
BTW I'm sorry for this chap not being updated as quickly, but you all must know:
School starts tomorrow.
And since I have to 'buckle-down' (or my computer gets taken away, gasp!) This year, I will only be writing on weekends, so it may be longer waits between updates.
Alright, now for the
Reviewers:
BadLilMe: Thank you! I'm glad you're liking it.
Laelena: Hehe..... I don't remember saying that Vanessa stayed....bwa. bwuahwuawha. Bwa. (sry that was my evil laugh) Tessa is introduced in Prt II: Aria, Chapter IV: The RockOut prt III. So on that would be......chapter 8 I think? Also, the girl from Prt IV: Revelations, Chapter I: Nightmares in the dream is Tessa too. ;) I'm really glad that you like the story, Serena's tale wont be appearing quite yet, but I pinkie swear it will be revealed in time. : )
CC: No problem. : ) I know, Jimena was acting kind of OOC in book 12. I normally like her, but she seems so superior and all knowing and what not. it's kind of annoying. Hehe, I was rather relieved that Jimena was the mentor....as she is in this story : ) But I'm definitely not going to have her act in the books, at least im not going to try to.
Lover of Rain: Thank you for Reading and Reviewing : )
Evanescence2037: Thank you for reading, I tried to make this chapter a little longer.
TroubleMakerQueen: lol not as fast this time around.... Stop drinking coffee?! DON'T DO IT! COFFEE IS THE ELIXER OF LIFE!!!!
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