Thanks to sn0zb0z, curt and Ayana Starman for the reviews. Here ya go. The next chapter. I know most of these haven't really been very action packed, but right now, and for the next two chapters, I'm just going to be focusing on building on the relationships and things like that. I want everyone to have a certain feel of the story before I really dive into the plot line. So, I said in my profile I'd be posting game scores for my team, and though most of you don't care, UofL beat Miami 31-7. But the reason I wanted to tell you this is because we have a large amount of injured players on our team right now. You may not like UofL, heck, you may think we're a bunch of dumb rednecks or something, but please, please, if you will, pray for our guys. They really are good kids and they at least deserve their health back. So, anyways, thanks for reading and any reviews are much appreciated. By the way, I know I didn't center and bold the lyrics in the last chapter. I realized it after it was too late and I didn't feel like changing it. I'll try to be more careful and consistent with it from now on.
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" It feels like everyday stays the same,
it's dragging me down and I can't pull away
so here I go again
chasing you down again,
why do I do this?"
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She opened her eyes to see the cave she lay in, but she knew she wasn't awake. She realized her hands were chained in front of her as she pushed herself onto her knees. A demon stood only feet from where she was. He was a large looking man, with a symbol tattooed to his bald head, and other tattoos wrapped around his wrist. The only real clue he was a demon were the all black eyes that stared out at her from his face. He suddenly gave her a cruel smile and her stomach twisted in knots. Had Wyatt finally caught up to her? Would he really let the demon kill her?
"I see you've finally woken. Now, contact your lover boy and tell him you're in trouble, pet," his voice was human enough as well, with an English accent, which she found odd. She didn't have time to think about it, though, as the demon cleared the air for her telepathy. As much as she tried, she couldn't suppress the fear that seeped from her mental block. Instantly, she knew Wyatt and Chris could feel it, and that they'd be there any minute. It was just a matter of time. With that thought, she realized the demon had clamped down on her mind again. Suddenly, she felt very alone.
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With a start, Shea woke from her dream, sitting straight up. This time she knew she was awake. Amazed by how real her dream had felt, she stared at the wall for a moment. With a shrug, she pushed the covers off her and sat cross-legged on her bed. After the rebellion had asked for their help, the leaders began calling Chris' name almost every other hour, always needing him to answer questions or her to move something with her telekinesis.
Eventually, all the orbing had worn on him and they had moved into a building the rebellion had bought and turned into a safe haven. The two had cast heavy spells over the place that shielded it from Wyatt's sensing powers. Chris had cut off a whole hallway of the place and cast a spell over it that would keep evil from using its powers there, so they could keep demonic prisoners in the building and not worry.
She cleared her mind and swung her legs off the edge of the bed, telepathically searching for Chris. With a heavy sigh, she opened her door and headed towards the room where she felt Chris' presence. The room where the assassin who'd been hired by Wyatt to kill Lee, one of the leaders of the rebellion, was being kept. Chris and Bianca were at it again, and she would have to play referee for the millionth time since the two had met. Chris was trying to convince the phoenix, a type of witch-assassin that could take a witches powers as she came to find out, that she should stay and help them. Steeling herself, she opened the door of the room and entered without knocking.
"...You know you are so freaking infuriating. Why won't you just listen to what I have to say?" Chris yelled. Bianca snorted, planting her hands firmly on her hips and glaring at him.
"Because your brother is a psychopath and would kill me if I joined you! Why else? You know, if you had of just let me go this wouldn't be happening!" she yelled back.
"If I had of let you go, Lee would be dead! And it's not like it's my fault my brother's a psycho!"
"No, but it's your families!"
"Don't you ever say that about my family! Ever! My mom tried everything she knew to keep Wyatt away from those power hungry idiots! She brought him up on good magic and love! No one knows how he was so easily swayed! It's not my families fault he can't resist a good punch line!" he yelled, grabbing her by the shoulders and slamming her against the wall as he spoke. Bianca's eyes softened and Shea could see the regret in them.
"Enough!" Shea snapped, stepping forward and pulling Chris away from Bianca.
"Shea, please don't get in it this time..."
"No, Chris. She's right. This is enough. I shouldn't have said what I did, and I'm sorry. I don't really have an excuse. But your family deserved better. They were good people and did amazing things, and for that I will honor them and join you," Bianca cut him off to say, voice quiet and regretful, but certain. He blinked a few times before smiling. Shea sighed again and left the room, not wanting to be there for whatever happened next.
As she walked through the many halls of the building, simply trying to find some peace of mind, she couldn't help but feel an aching in her heart. Without him she felt like she was suffocating. She couldn't stand to do things without him. It made her angry to think of all the evil he had done, and how he denied it as evil, but still her heart said she loved him. She was sure the ache would never go away, and it killed her to even think about what she may have to do when facing him in the future.
For the time being, though, she pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind. There were more important things than the affairs of the heart. She had work to do for a member of the rebellion, and it was time to get it done.
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"So many thoughts that I can't get out of my head,
I try to live without you, every time I do I feel dead,
I know what's best for me,
but I want you instead,
I'll keep on wasting all my time."
Over and Over by : Three Days Grace