Chapter 3
Hey everybody! I hope you had a great Halloween, and if you don't celebrate Halloween, I am sorry for your loss. I hope somebody will share their candy with you. Anyway, I'd like to give out a shout out to Tina-Daughter-Of-Poseidon-23 for… well, for just being amazingly awesome. Also, my close friend Jack's Son (haha #Wordplay) is great. And don't let me forget about my other buddy DreamingDark! They are fantastic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Uncle Rick's peoples, but I do own Jacob. If you haven't read Rick's books, you are missing out, and why would you be reading this fanfic if you don't even know about Rick's greatness?
"Mom? Dad wants us to go to the attic. Like right now."
Mom made a face like she didn't believe me. But then she heard the door being slammed into, and her eyes widened in understanding. I lifted Jackson up into my arms and held him close to my chest. Mom snatched up Nicko.
"Lead the way," I said. Mom left the room and led the way down the hall. She took a right where there was a long staircase. Up we went until we reached a wide landing. Walking forward, we approached a bronze door with spiked decorations.
Mom set Nicko down and grasped my hand. She then reached for the chain around her neck. Mom always wears that, but I had never seen the charm, or whatever hung from the chain, because it was usually tucked in her shirt.
She had taken out a large bronze key. Sticking the key into the door, she turned it and the door swung open silently.
I gaped. It was definitely the largest room in the house. I mean it was huge. The walls were completely covered with shelves.
"Mom? Why are we allowed in here? Why now? What's going on?" I asked. Mom shook her head, but didn't say anything.
"And why won't anybody answer me?" I grumbled.
We moved farther into the attic. Except it wasn't really an attic. More like… an above ground bunker. I heard my dad yell in pain down on the first floor I looked nervously behind me.
"Is he going to be okay?" Again, my mom didn't answer. Jackson and Nicko were following right behind me. I stopped and stepped to the side. The twins walked right past me and I followed afterwards. Whatever that thing was at the front door, it would have to get through me before my brothers.
I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and followed the little ones after Mom. Walking along, I noticed all the shelves had boxes stacked on them, some precariously tipping. For some reason, I had a strong urge to open one. So, I bent down pretending to tie my shoe. The twins didn't even look back at me.
I stood on my toes and pulled down a box. Quickly, I swiped the lid off and inside was an arrow. "What the heck?" I muttered. What was an arrow doing in a box in my attic? I shoved the box back on the shelf and took down a long, skinny bin. Carefully, I blew off the dust lining the lid, and lifted it off. My eyes widened as my jaw dropped.
Yeah, I know. Sorry if you were disappointed! I know it's not one of my best. And it's short. But I wanted to end in a cliffhanger. Except this is a really lame cliffhanger. Don't forget to review! I don't mind if they're good or bad (though I don't expect many good ones for this chapter.) I'm sorry! ;_;