Well, I'm back again, and I'm actually updating when I'm suppose to be, points! Hehe, now, before we start, I Don't own Witch, and I don't own the idea associated with this fic. Not fully anyway, the idea is Scottgrubbs, I'm just building off of it. Now for the chapter.
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Chapter 19- Fighting Never Helps
Hay Lins' POV
Hay Lin was still trying to figure out exactly what had happened. She knew what she has heard in Phobos's throne, room, but something about it just didn't seem right. She'd known Elyon her whole life, was it really possible Elyon was never really their friend? Was it really just a hoax?
And then there was Will. How could she say those things? Maybe she hadn't known Elyon as long as the others, but still, she had really crossed the line with what she had said. Elyon wasn't a lost cause. Not yet. Not as long as they were around. But how could she convince Will of that? Lately, Will…well, she hadn't been the same. She'd become more cold and quiet, and her eyes had lost that shy girl sort of look they'd always had. It was sad to look at the way this ordeal had changed them all. Even Irma didn't quip as much anymore. It was sad.
Hay Lin could not for the life of her sleep that night. All she could do was think about the situation they were in, and how they were going to get out of it.
Will refused to talk to them the next day. Cornelia wasn't even in school. That left Irma, Hay Lin, and Taranee to puzzle over their problem.
"I mean, really", Irma was saying during lunch, "I'm not sticking up for Corny or anything, but Will was just being to unreasonable about it!"
"Do you think maybe Cornelia was right?" Taranee asked, "Maybe Phobos did know we were in there, and he did that just to throw us off balance"
"Well, if that's what he was aiming for", Hay Lin said, "It worked"
"No kidding", Irma said, moving her food around her plate, "And what was Elyon talking about anyway? She was so worried. The last time any of us saw Elyon before she lured us into that death trap was when she came here right after Phobos came back. She was never alone with Will, and when we were with her, Will never seemed remotely worried for Elyon. Do you get the feeling Will isn't telling us something?"
Hay Lin sighed and looked over at the table where Will was eating, alone, "More and more everyday"
"Hey Will", Will looked around her locker door. Hay Lin was attempting to talk to her, to make her understand, even.
"What?" she said, going back to looking through her locker, "If you're here to talk to me about Elyon-"
"Will please-"
"You can just forget about it", she slammed her locker door shut, and started to walk away.
"Will, come on!" Hay Lin jogged after her, desperate to get her to listen, "Please, we-we have a theory Will, about Elyon-"
"So do I", Will said as they left the school building, "Elyon was spy for Phobos. Weren't you listening Hay Lin? It wasn't a hoax, they didn't know we were there. They were just discussing their evil plan, and we overheard it. Forget Hay Lin, it's a no go. She's the enemy now, can't you just understand-"
"Why don't you understand!" both girls jumped and looked around. Irma was standing behind them, Taranee was close behind her. "Elyon was our friend Will!" Irma snapped angrily, "Maybe you don't care about her, and maybe you don't wanna help her, but we do!"
"You can't help someone who doesn't wanna be helped!" Will shot back, "I liked Elyon too, but if she was always just here to spy on us, then what can we do about it?"
" You can stop being so negative about it", Irma said, "And try to help us!"
"If you guys wanna go on some useless mission to save someone who doesn't need saving, fine!" Will snapped, "But count me out!"
She whirled around and stormed away. "Good riddance!" Irma called after her, "Who needs her anyway?"
Hay Lin and Taranee exchanged a worried glance. They all needed her. Will had the Heart of Candracar, that was basically their power source, did Irma really think they would get anywhere without it? Before they could ask her this though, Irma had turned and walked away, probably to avoid another fight.
"This isn't good", Taranee said quietly as they watched Irma retreat, "Fighting isn't going to help anything, but that seems to be all anyone can do anymore"
"You're right", Hay Lin said in a hushed voice, "I just hope we can all get over it before something really bad does happen"
Well, okay, it was sort of short, but at least I'm updating, right? Anyway, Taranee's right, fighting isn't helping these girls at all, and, I'm sad to say, this is most definitely going to get worse before it gets better.