Heya my gorgeouses! i am soooo sorry for taking so long to update! i have been flatout with school, and just ented my final year this week! So yeah here is chap 14, i have written the final chapter..i just need all the stuff inbetween lol
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Chapter 14
Jade stood at a gate, completely alone. It was a huge thing, black metal and intricately forged. White stones spread form either side of it making a wall as far as she could see. Turning back to the gate, she could see shadows behind it. They moved forward, tendrils of mist clearing away in the air made by their movement. Jade jump back scared, she was looking at Jazz. She was pale, more so than usual, and something else was missing, something she couldn't put her finger on.
"Jade? What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here." Jazz's voice sounded far away, little more than a whisper. Jade moved forward to the gate, and put out her hand. As she touched the gate, it glowed red, heating up beneath her fingers. She pulled back, feeling it nip at her fingers. Two more shadows came to stand at Jazz's shoulders, one on wither side. The mist cleared to show her mother and father. They too looked different. Seeing Jade nursing her burnt fingers they all smiled.
"Thank God that it burnt you." Jade looked at her father in confusion.
"You're glad I was burnt? I don't understand, why are you there? Why can't I touch the gate?" Jade could feel tears gathering at the edges of her eyes.
"It means you can't follow us Jade. It means you are still alive. Barely but, if you are here. Goodbye my daughter. You are now Queen of Nica. Rule with you heart and your head, always both, never just one." With saying that, her father faded away, leaving her mother and sister standing at the gate.
"Father! Come back! Mother, Jazz, don't leave me. You can't be dead. I can't be alive…how can I live if you're gone?"
"Goodbye my daughter. Remember we love you and are always watching over you. You will be a wonderful Queen, I know it." Then too her mother faded. Jazz looked sadly at her sister, then she stretched out her hand. It passed through the gate bars, a mere shadow against the darkness of the metal. Jade, tears running down her face took it.
"Goodbye Jade. You have to live for both of us now. You have my magic, I can feel it in you. Be careful, don't let it control you. Make it yours. I love you my sister, never forget me. "She started to fade.
"No! Jazz No!" Jade screamed, trying in vain to hold onto her sister's hand. She clung to it, but felt it becoming lighter and lighter. Then she was gone. Jade stood there for a long moment, staring at the gate that had separated her from the people she loved. Darkness started to creep up behind her, it overshadowed the gate and the white stone wall. Then it over took her. A song called to her from far away, calling her back to life, away from the gate of death. Jade did not want to leave the place that she had last seen her sister. But she could not stay, the song was too strong. It wove a spell around her and pulled her back into life.
Melissa sat in a chair at the foot of the bed, she watched over Archer, Denya and Jade. Archer and Denya now in dry clothing and in a deep sleep. She stood up and went to Jade's bedside. Tears were running down her face, and she was calling out for her parents and her sister. Melissa watched the anguish on her face and felt it tear at her heart. She began to sing, an old lullaby she had sung to Jade and Jazz when they were little. The song wound around the room, drifting into all of their dreams. She watched the torment smooth out of Jade's face, but the tears still slide silently down her face. Outside rain pattered gently on the windows. Then Jade's bright green eyes opened. Melissa stopped singingas Jade looked up to her godmother.
"They are dead. They left me behind…they said that they loved me and that I would be a good queen. Why did they go Aunt Melissa? I need them." Melissa had no answer for Jade. Instead she just sat beside her on the bed and took her into her arms. Rocking gently back and forth she began to sing again, until Jade's eyes close once more, sending her deep into sleep. Finally able to breathe freely, to weep freely, Melissa cried. She sat in the darkened room, and cried for her friends and for her god daughter.
Jade's next awakening was not nearly as gentle. Two points of pressure stopped her from breathing, someone or something was applying pressure directly above her lungs. She struggled, trying to use what little breath she had to scream. Something wet dragged across her face and her eyes flew open to stare straight into a wide-open jaw with sharp white teeth.
"Theo! You great lummox get off her!" Jade heard Denya's voice a split second before Theo's shaggy face abruptly disappeared from view. Denya stood over him, his hand entwined in his collar to prevent the puppy from climbing back up onto Jade's bed. He whined then sank down at Denya's feet, nearly pulling him down with him.
"You're finally awake! Are you alright? Do you want anything? What do you remember?"
Jade laughed as Denya's barrage of questions continued, then the memories hit her. She was alone in the world. She had no family left. Her laughter stopped and the tears came. Clouds formed from nothing outside and the rain fell, just like it had for her sister. Denya stepped away from Theo and was beside the bed in an instant. He sat on the edge beside her and took her in his arms. She huddled there and cried, just like Archer had only the day before. He could feel the tears running down his face, Jade's misery filling the empty void of emotion he felt inside. He allowed himself to cry with her, but did not make a sound. A soon as he did, Jade would surely stop her own mourning and try to help him. He held her shaking form close to him, then as her misery turned to anger at her family for leaving her, so she turned on him. She struck out at him with her fists as the wind lashed at the windows and lightning streaked across the sky followed but huge rumbles of thunder.
"Why did they leave me? I hate them! Why did they leave me?" Jade screamed at him, not caring if her fists connected with him or not, she could feel the wind tearing at the palace and the lightning striking out at the clouds. Denya struggled with her, knowing she had to release her anger, but praying at the same time that no one got hurt. He grabbed her wrists and held them. She tore at his hands, the wind smashed against the window, almost shattering it. Then the door flung open distracting Denya, he released her left wrist just as she pulled the right free. A blow straight to his jaw left him reeling just as Archer ran into the room.
"Nice punch Jade, but you have to stop, the weather is out of control. You must calm down!" Archer spoke clearly and calmly, he took Denya's place at her bedside and clasped her hands. She went to pull them free but he would not let them go.
"Jade! Jade, look at me!" She refused to meet his eyes. Wary of her fists, he reached out to her face and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him. A knife tore at his heart as he looked into those green eyes and saw the pain and anger there. "Jade, you have to stop, people are dying. Can't you hear them?"
Jade blinked and looked away from Archer. She looked to the window, the wind flung it open. Cries of terror rose up to her window and drifted in, pulled by the wind. Her green eyes turned to Denya, still sitting on the floor, holding his jaw where she punched him.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."
Archer's calm voice interrupted her thoughts. She automatically began to breath in the way she had been taught, though ragged at first, it began to steady. The storms outside calmed, though rain still fell. Denya stood up and went to the window pulling it shut, then drawing the cutains. He then walked slowly back to the bed where Archer still sat on the edge of the bed with Jade's hands in his. Ignoring the twinge of jealousy he sat behind her and carefully put his arm across her shoulders. She leaned back against him, shaking slightly. Her unintentional use of magic had sapped her strength, strength she had yet to regain from the traumatic experience of her family's destruction.