Back at school, but it's still boring. Before the story begins, this may seem to be a filler chapter, but the ending leads into the next chapter and is very important. This one took me so long to write (Ugh, more than a week!), and it's the longest chapter so far, but I think it payed off. Also, it takes place three days after the previous chapter.

I do not own Pandora Hearts.

Chapter 12: Two Dancers In The Night

"Hey, Leo, you ready?"

He opened the door and I was in utter shock, like my mouth was just hanging open. He was dressed in his outfit I'd gotten for him, which happened to be the same one he wore back in his time; a black mod suit with a red ribbon around the collar of his white undershirt. It was so old fashioned, and it looked absolutely amazing on him. I was literally frozen in place by how stunning he looked, I couldn't even comprehend it.

"Wow, Leo. You look, um, well..." I couldn't find words to say.

"Heh...it's alright. Whatever you were going to say, I thank you." He said, smiling warmly at me. "You look beautiful yourself."

I blushed. "Thanks."

As for myself, I was wearing a black dress with hints and swirls of maroon and a ribbon around my waist of the same color, my stripped stockings, black knee high boots, black fingerless gloves, and a light gray lace bolero jacket. My hair was pulled back into a French braid and my black cross earrings brushed against my face from time to time.

Even though he said I looked beautiful, he was more beautiful than me, and I liked that.

"Well, anyways," I cleared my throat. "You ready? We've got to get going."

"Yes."

The sun was just setting as we walked outside to the carriage, casting a pallet of colors across the sky, seeming like it was on fire or glowing. I was glowing as well, my heart was glowing with absolute joy. Never in my life had I been or wanted to go to a school dance, but for some reason, I was going, and with one of my closest friends too. At first, Leo had seemed hesitant about going to the dance when I asked him, but now here we were.

"Ah, I forgot something." Leo said as he stopped walking.

"Leo!" I exclaimed, wondering what in the world he was doing as he ran back inside the house. A few moments later, he returned with a box.

"Sorry, Sasha told me this is important." He showed me the box and I could actually feel tears stinging my eyes. Inside the box was a lovely pink corsage.

"This is...for me?" I anxiously asked. He smiled at me and opened the box.

"Of course it is." He took out the corsage and put it in my hair. His hand then moved down to my face. "Why are you crying?"

'I'm crying?'

"N-no, I'm not c-crying."

I heard him laugh softly and he wiped the tears from my eyes. "I don't see why you're denying, it's alright to cry."

"Thanks. I'm alright now." I softly said. He smiled and we got into the carriage. As we left the house, even though he looked and acted calm, I could tell he was a bit nervous. Maybe I should have told him about the dance sooner instead of leaving him with three days to make up his mind. In the beginning, I felt guilty for just outright saying he was going to be my date to the dance no mater what, because of that, I apologized and said he didn't have to be my date if he didn't want to. But yesterday, he accepted my offer.

(Flashback)

"Hey, Leo, can I come in?" She asked, knocking on the door of Leo's room.

"Yes." Carrie opened the door to find Leo laying on his bed reading. He turned the page and turned his head to her.

"Can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course." He turned his attention back to the book as she sat next to him. He might of looked like his attention was to the book, but she knew he could read and listen to her at the same time.

She cleared her throat and began. "I was thinking that, well, I was kind of demanding of you when I said you were going to be my date to the school dance whether you liked it or not." Carrie knew she was blushing, not really sure how to handle something like this. "I shouldn't have done that. I should of let you decide on your own. So, um, I...I'll leave it to you whether to accept my offer or not."

He turned another page, not glancing up at her once. "You just jumped into the situation too quickly, that's all. You have nothing to feel guilty about."

She looked away from him and down at the floor. "Well, m-my offer still st-stands."

'Why am I stuttering? Am I nervous about talking to him?' She shook these thoughts from her mind and stood up.

"I'll leave it up for...f-for you to decide."

She didn't notice that he'd looked up from the book. "Carrie-"

"You don't have to if you don't want to."

~ y~

"Carrie, what are you doing?" Leo asked her, looking over her shoulder at her homework.

"Ah, Leo." She said, glancing up at him with a light smile. "Just some French homework."

Carrie watched as he looked at the paper. "It doesn't look that hard."

"Easy for you to say." She said sarcastically.

He smiled in return and pulled up a chair next to her. "Hey, I could help if you want, but I want to tell you something first."

"What would that be?"

He took out a folded note from his pocket and handed it to her. Her face showed confusion first, but then switched to surprise when she read the note.

"You..." She could feel her cheeks heat up as she read it again, turning to Leo. "You want to go to the dance with me?"

"I thought it over after you left last night and decided. I'll go with you."

She blinked for a moment, before breaking out into a smile. "Oh, Leo!"

This time, his face turned red as she wrapped her arms around him. Slowly, he returned the embrace to her. His heartbeat had sped up, since he wasn't used to someone being this close to him, but it didn't really mater to him at this moment.

(End flashback)

When we arrived at Carrie's school, it didn't really look like much; a flat one story building. Pepole were filtering into it though, so quite a few people must be attending this dance. Carrie opened the door, carefully stepping down from the carriage, and I followed after her.

The air outside wasn't that warm, but it wasn't cold ether. I looked over to see Carrie holding out her arm to me, a light smile on her face. I was about to take her arm in return, since it would seem like the proper thing to do, but I felt a sudden headache coming on. She looked at me with confusion when I put a hand to my head.

"You okay?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm alright." I managed to say. I winced and the throbbing in my head died down a bit.

"Just take my arm." She chuckled. I took her arm, remembering the day she brought me to her house. For some reason though, it felt different from that time, like a much warmer feeling, something I'd ever hardly felt in my life.

Walking inside, Carrie was then greeted by a few of her friends, who in turn eventually bombarded her with questions about me.

"Ah, is this him?"

"His name is Leo, right?"

"This is your date? Jeez, way to pick out a cutie like this."

"Look at his hands, I wonder if he plays piano?"

"Think you two could pull of the title of 'king and queen'?"

"Carrie, have you asked him to be your boyfriend yet?"

"Alright, enough you guys!" Carrie snapped, obviously annoyed with them. "Come on, Leo. Let's go get something to drink."

She did look a little irritated, but she was calming down as we walked across a room to the far side of it, a few more people just simple greeting Carrie as we walked by. Here, it was semi-dark, music everywhere, and there were many people dancing about. Where we had walked to had a table with some glasses of water on it.

"Here." She said, handing me a glass. "Sorry about my friends from earlier. I swear, it's like they want to know everything about my life."

"It's alright. They didn't mean any harm, they were just wondering about me."

She nodded, leaning up against a wall. "I suppose you're right."

I looked around at all the people, then back to Carrie. "By the way, you don't seem very interested, so why did you want to come?"

She remained silent for a moment, her eyes looking down, but then turned them up to answer me. "Don't know. I guess...I just wanted to. I mean, I don't generally enjoy these kinds of events, but for some reason, I really wanted to this time."

"To earn this so called 'title'?"

Her eyes widened for the slightest second at this question. "No, not that. Besides, I...there's no way I could ever achieve such a thing."

"You could, and you know that quite well. If you really wanted it, you could achieve it."

She looked at me with slight surprise, as if no one had ever said that to her before. "I, um, that's...thanks, Leo."

She opened her mouth to say something, but she stopped as soon as the song changed, and a new tune started.

"What is-"

"This song...it's my favorite!" She exclaimed. "What, you think just because I like ambient stuff I can't like other bands?"

"Well, what's this song?" She smiled brightly at my question.

"One of my favorites, from a really cool rock band." She then grabbed my hand, surprising me. "Come on, let's dance!"

"Eh?" Before I knew it, the song had picked up in tempo slightly and Carrie dragged me out into the middle of the dance floor.

"This will be fun." She piped up above the music.

"But, I can't dance." I tried saying to her, but she didn't seem to care.

"That's alright, follow my lead. Think of it as a modernized waltz."

She first pulled close to me, still holding my hand, then stepping away. Her feet moved with such grace on the polished wood floor. Next, she let go of my hand and twirled once, then standing still. She smiled and skipped back to me. Carrie took my hand again and she gabbed hold of my shoulder with her other hand, making me move from my spot when she spun again. I don't know what happened, but we were now back to back, and she raised her hand up, which was still locked with mine. She glanced over her shoulder at me, smiling gently.

She turned me around to face her, and then seemed to mouth words in tune with the song.

I'm not sure of what was happening in those few minutes, but we moved apart from each other, out hands keeping us connected. Her lips still moved, mouthing words. We were dancing in perfect harmony, even though I didn't know what I was doing.

She twirled around as I held her hand, but as the music softened, she came back towards me, letting me put my arm around her to stop her. Although, I could feel my cheeks heat up as I noticed how close we were to each other, her blue eyes looking up at me.

The beat of the song picked up again, and we were broken from our standstill moment.

'I think I'm getting the hang of this.' I thought as we continued to dance.

After we danced to the majority of the song, nearing the end, we found ourselves facing each other again, a little bit closer. We were both standing facing each other and out of breath from dancing since the song had changed melody and had slowed down. Carrie started to smile, then she chuckled, but then we both broke out into laughter.

I knew people had watched us, but it really didn't matter at this point.

"Ah, ha-ha! That was, well, great." She panted.

"Yeah, although, I wasn't very good."

"Nonsense, you were fine." She insisted.

"Hey, Carrie!" One of her friends called over.

"Oh, hey, Grace." Carrie said as she walked over to us.

"That was so cool!" She then looked at me. "So, this is Leo. He's your date, right?"

She blushed a bit before answering. "Alright! Yes, this is Leo, and yes, he's my date."

"Knew it, girl!"

She sighed with annoyance and glanced back at me. "Hey, let's get some drinks. You look worn out."

I nodded as an answer to her offer. "That would be nice."

Grace joined us as we walked over and got glasses of water, listening to the song fade out. I leaned up against the wall, just as Carrie had done earlier, taking a sip from the glass.

"Hey, is he alright?" I heard Grace ask as I closed my eyes for a second.

"He's fine. Let's just say, he's not really used to this. He hasn't been to too many dances before."

"He never really liked these kinds of events."

"Come on, dance with me. It will help, I'm sure of it!"

I bit my lower lip as, remembering the first one. I overheard Elliot say this to Oz-kun on the night of the ceremony, kind of stunned at this. The second one...I don't know. It was different than any of the voices of my memories, but yet, it seemed familiar.

I opened my eyes and saw Carrie leaning on the wall next to me, her trademark gentle smile across her face.

'This isn't so bad after all.'

After our little dance during a song, we didn't really do much for the next half hour, besides drinking from our glasses of water and watching people dance. Grace had left us after a few minutes, and I didn't really mind just standing away from the crowd. Actually, the two of us here was relaxing enough.

"Well, well, who do we have here?" My closed eyes snapped open, recognizing that voice. So much for just watching the crowd peacefully.

"Now what, Albert?" I growled.

"Oh, nothing." He replied, a mocking tone in his voice. "I see you brought your friend. He your date?"

I narrowed my eyes at him. "So what if he is?"

"I just hope you're not thinking you can win the title with that stupid getup and that guy as your date."

Okay, I've had it. "Eat cake, you jerk!" I picked up a piece of cake and threw it right in his face. Leo saw this and laughed at the cake smeared all over Albert's face. I grinned widely as I watched him franticly trying to wipe the cake off this face and clothes.

"You! Don't think this is the end, and don't think you can't get that title ether!" With that, he stormed off, and I leaned back against the wall again.

"That guy had it coming." Leo said, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah."

"Okay everyone, listen up!" I turned my head to see Grace standing out in the middle of the crowd and holding a microphone, everyone's eyes on her. (I might of forgot to mention she's the student council president.) "Since this is the Homecoming Dance, I will now announce the winners of Homecoming king and queen!"

Leo straightened up and grabbed my hand suddenly, a smile on his face. "Come on, Carrie."

"Wait-" But before I knew it, he'd dragged me out into the crowd of people watching and awaiting her announcement.

"And now, the results of the voting!" I looked over to my left to see Albert with his date, traces of cake still on him. He stuck his tongue out at me and I rolled my eyes. He looked quite confident with himself, which annoyed me.

'He doesn't deserve it.' I thought bitterly, knowing it would probably be him. Leo squeezed my hand gently and I looked back at him, the same smile as always. I smiled back lightly, letting him know it was okay, and he let go.

"Oh!" Grace gasped. We looked over to her to see surprise on her face. Her eyes caught mine own and she grinned widely at both of us.

I could read the message reflected in her eyes. 'No way...'

"This is a surprise! The sentimental couple of tonight, Carrie and Leo!"

I went rigid as she said our names, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Albert's mouth drop at this. Everyone's claps were like distant echoes, but I shook my head and it brought me back to reality, now hearing them clearly.

"Eh?" I exclaimed, shocked at this. "But, I'm not-"

"Girl, everyone knows about you two by now. Besides, something like this, after everything you've done for the school, not to mention your story with this guy, this is way overdue. And he did save you."

I glanced at Leo, who also looked surprised. Beyond all this, I started to hear a faint humming of a song, gradually becoming known. "Still, I-"

"Listen Carrie." Leo suddenly said. "Do you remember this song?"

I took his advice and listened to the hum. It was just like the beginning to...

"Huh? This song is-!"

"Yeah, we know; it's one of your favorite songs from that post-rock band. We know you like them, and this song seemed to fit perfectly for you two. Go on and dance."

I looked back at Leo as Grace disappeared into the watching people. "Um, this is a slow song, and would you, um-"

I was stopped short as Leo held out his hand to me. "I understand. May I have this dance, Carrie?"

Tears stung my eyes, but I took his hand anyway. "Yes."

As the song started to progress in its melody, he put his arms around me, while I put my arms around his neck, my hands becoming entangled in his long dark hair. I tried to calm down as I got a little closer, my heart beating faster now. I blinked and closed my eyes as the song got lighter, trying my best to relax, but inside, I felt lighter somehow, like a dark cloud had been driven away by the sun.

"Hey, Leo?" I asked, our bodies beginning to move on their own, like we already knew how.

"What? Are you alright?"

"Mph? Yeah, I'm just- thanks."

"For what?"

"Being my friend. To me, you're someone...someone special to me. Thank you."

"I should be saying the same."

"Eh?"

"Carrie, thank you." He said in his usual soft tone. "You've opened my eyes to so many things. You are the kindest person and I think of you as...a close friend."

The song came into it's pivotal moment, and I, through some sudden urge, got closer and rested my head on his chest. He didn't flinch, but pulled me even closer instead, his arms still around me. At this one moment in time, me and Leo so close to each other, it was like the world wasn't here, like everything had melted away, and it was just us that was left. We stayed like that throughout the melody, silent to each other and anyone else.

As it softened, I turned my head up to meet Leo's eyes, even though they were hidden by glasses. Weird, huh? I felt like I was looking at those deep night sky pools, even if I couldn't see them. I just felt like they were there, the windows into our souls reflecting into each other, distant memories in different times.

I let my head rest back were it was, and for the longest time, I felt as if I was walking on air.

Only an hour had passed since we arrived, and Carrie seemed so quiet. Maybe she was still stunned by the sudden proclamation that we had won the title. And the dance that followed, that was still fresh in my mind; how we seemed to move on our own, Carrie whispering words to me, and her head resting on me throughout the song...

'I don't know why, but, this warm feeling in my chest...it was there during that dance when she rested her head on me.' I wondered. 'Is it because of her...?'

Another song was now playing, and I found myself humming to it, a nice melody and lyrics accompanied by instruments I've never heard. It seemed to be a fast paced song to these people, but I was waiting for Carrie, who went off with one of her friends to talk about something, mostly congratulating her.

I continued to hum the song, but I stopped when I felt a dull throbbing in my head. 'Oh, great.'

"Hey." I suddenly heard Carrie's voice pipe up. "Sorry about that."

"No, it's okay." I replied. "Hey, this song is nice. Whoever this is by, they're pretty good. The vocalist for this song is good too." I noticed that my voice had become strained on the last few words.

"Something wrong?" She asked, noticing the change on my voice.

"No, just a bit of a headache." That was true, but I think it's getting worse.

She turned her eyes downward, then back at me. "Let's go somewhere less crowded then. Maybe it's 'cause you're not used to being around so many people."

We walked out to the entrance to the school, and I leaned up against the glass window that viewed the people on the other side.

"You're not sick again, are you?" Carrie asked as I took a deep breath.

I glanced at her, those blue eyes glistening in the lights. "I'm not, I assure you, Carrie."

"Guess you're not really used to these kinds of things, huh?"

I nodded and took a step forward away from the glass, but my vision blurred for the slightest second, and I almost tripped. Fortunately, I regained my balance at the last second. She glanced up at me and opened her mouth to say something, but Grace came up behind her, grabbing her shoulder and starting to drag her away. I couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"Grace! Let go of me." She commanded, removing her hand.

"Come on! We're gonna pull a prank on Jesse!"

She sighed with annoyance. "Okay, fine. Give me a minute." She looked back at Grace, then to me.

"Go ahead, I'll be fine here." I reassured her.

"Okay." There was slight hesitation in her voice. "Maybe you should go outside for a minute though, get some fresh air to help clear your head."

"Carrie, come on!" Grace called again. Carrie rushed off to meet her, and I waited till she was gone to walk outside.

The night air was cooler than it had been earlier today, and I had to admit, it did help, the throbbing in my head now subsiding. I looked out into the stars, seen clearly due to the lack of clouds in the nights sky. A breeze went by that scattered the leaves on the ground, blowing them in an almost circular motion.

A crackle of a leaf made me turn my head. It had sounded as if someone stepped on a leaf, making it crumble underneath their foot. I expected to see someone, but there was no one else but me.

'I must be imagining things.'

I breathed in, but then the noise came again, and I felt like someone was coming closer.

"Who's-" But I then felt a something hit me on the back of my head, sending pain across my skull. It became so intense that I fell to my knees, grasping the back of my head.

"Aw, you're hurt." I saw someone approach, but my vision was starting to haze. "Don't worry, I'll help you."

There was a sinister tone in this person's voice as they then proceeded to remove my glasses from my face. Finally, the pain became enough and the last thing I saw before passing out was those hazel eyes, twisted with a dark goal.

"You are..."

"Dude, take a picture!" Someone said to me. I laughed, taking the picture that reflected Jesse's surprised face. Oh, too good!

"Here." I said, returning the camera to Grace, who looked at the just taken picture.

"This is so going in the yearbook!"

I smiled, the satisfaction of our own prank. Sure, she'd be mad at us, but she'd get over it. It wasn't that-

Badump

An ominous feeling started to sweep over me. I couldn't explain it, but for some reason, I was becoming increasingly nervous. I felt that the source of this feeling was nearby, the first thing coming to mind being...

Leo.

I couldn't muster any words, but shifted my eyes down to the floor and started to walk away.

"Carrie, where you going?" I turned back to Grace, forcing a light smile onto my face.

"Back to Leo. He's still not feeling very well and I don't want to leave him alone."

I quickly hurried off, wanting to find him as quick as possible, make sure he's alright. He wasn't in the entrance, then I remembered what I said to him before I left. I opened the doors and looked outside, looking around for any trace of him. There was nothing here.

'Leo, where are you?' I thought desperately.

My eyes then caught sight of something on the ground. I looked at them more closely and saw that they were Leo's glasses. I picked them up and stared at the glassy surface, feeling that something was very wrong here. Leo rarely took his glasses off.

'What if something happened? Well, he couldn't have gone too far.' I really didn't care about anything else at the moment, I needed to find him. Without hesitation, the same feeling came back and I dashed off, letting this feeling guide me. However, my movements didn't feel like my own, like something was pulling me towards my destination.

Continuing on, I came to the woods, the moon casting slits of light within, broken by the branches of many trees, which soon became clearer upon reaching a clearing.

I've been here once or twice before, and it still looked the same as always; an empty clearing with the ruins of an old well. This place always had a strange feeling, but it felt just a bit more stranger tonight. It was like shadows were lurking there waiting for me, and yet watching me very carefully, as if waiting for me to do something.

Suddenly felt like someone had just ran behind me, but when I turned around, there was no one there. I scanned over the area with my eyes, the only thing ahead of me being a dark wood. Something landed onto the ground behind me, and I turned around, my eyes widening at the sight.

Leo was lying on the ground in front of me, both his arms tied behind his back.

"Leo!"

He stirred at the mention of his name and brought his head up to me. "Carrie...?"

"Are you alr-"

"Wait, Carrie. Listen, it's them again." It almost sounded as if he was trying to warn me of something.

"What are you talking about?"

"It's-"

"Don't spoil it boy!" A voice rang out. From the shadows, someone came up behind Leo and grabbed his long hair, making him let out a small gasp as she pulled it back. Her hazel eyes were looking right at me, and I remember whose those were.

"Heather." I hissed.

"Hello again, Carrie." She replied. "Nice dress you got."

"Well, you did interrupt our night at my school's homecoming dance."

"But you're here now." She suddenly turned her head back to the woods. "Dan! Mark!"

Upon her call, two boys came out from behind the trees. The brunette I recognized imminently as Dan, but the boy with the flat blond hair was new, so this must be Mark. His face held no emotion, but his eyes showed a wavering.

"Now, we may have failed the last time, but you happen to hold the information we seek." Dan spoke.

What are you talking about?" I questioned. "What information?"

"It regards Glen Baskerville." A quiet voice said. I turned my gaze upon Mark, his eyes looking downward.

I knew very well who this person was, sometimes thought of to be more of a spirit than a person. He was the one that orchestrated the Tragedy of Sablier and no one really knows why. Rumors have it that it was because he thought there was nothing left after he lost Lacie, and another says that Alice was his daughter. There is also a known fact that his best friend was Jack Vessalius.

I however, also know that the 'container' for Glen's soul 100 years after the Tragedy of Sablier is my friend, Leo, who at the moment is being held captive by these people.

"Ah, you look cold boy." Heather smirked. This brought me out of my thoughts and I saw the Leo was shivering slightly.

"No, I'm fine." He denyed.

"Just relax. Probably still remainder of the Abyss' energy that lingers on you, that's what's making you cold."

"Wait? You know I came from the Abyss?"

"Maybe." She made a face that read 'wasn't me', but I didn't care.

"Aw, shut up. Let's get back to the current topic. So, how does this involve us?" If I can get some answers out of them, I can concentrate my efforts on rescuing Leo.

A grin formed on Heather's lips. "I think you know. You see, your friend here possesses a certain talent."

'Talent? What does she mean by-'

"If you won't answer, I'm sure he will." She then let go of his hair and instead, reached for his bangs that covered his eyes, pulling them back and exposing those deep lilac eyes.

"Now, boy, you can still see them, right?"

I saw his eyes widen as they quickly darted around the clearing. "Please, stop it." His voice trembled. "I don't want to see them!"

"Um, Heather-san, maybe you should let go." Mark suggested quietly. Heather chose to ignore him instead.

"You can still see them, can't you? You see golden lights all around us!"

"Stop it! I don't want to see..." He shut his eyes tightly in an effort to avoid seeing them.

"Let go! You're hurting him!" I exclaimed.

Heather's smile vanished and she let go, letting his bangs fall back over his eyes. Leo let out a sigh of relief, knowing those lights were gone. "Very well, I've gotten part of my answer from him."

"I don't care. Let him go."

She shook her head and drew something from her pocket. "Too bad."

She got on her knees next to him and wrapped her arm around him. I let out a gasp when I saw that she was holding a dagger to his throat.

"What?"

"It's alright." Dan reassured me. "She won't kill him, right Heather?"

She cast back a glare to him, then looked back at me. "You have this information we desire, Carrie. But, first, answer me this."

"What's your game?"

She ignored my question and went on with hers. "If you had to die to save someone, could you?"

I blinked before answering. "I don't believe in self-sacrifice. Because, to move forward, I can't be weighed down by petty things like this. You struggle, resist, and move forward; that's all there is."

"Is that what you truly believe?"

"Yeah, but more importantly," I could feel some sort of weird energy building up inside me. "Let. Him. Go!"

"Not until you give us what we want." She pressed the blade of the dagger closer to Leo's throat.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"I think you do." She sneered. "You know about the five bird Chains and where they are."

'Five bird Chains?'

"Seriously, I don't know what you're talking about." I exclaimed. "Just let him go!"

"Tell us first."

"Stop it!" That strange energy was getting stronger. "Let him go!"

"You do know." She pressed it even closer, drawing some blood at the same time.

"STOP IT!"

In that one moment, all of time froze, and I felt myself falling, but everything was fadding into darkness and I wasn't falling. I was held up by chains that were wrapped around my arms, keeping me in my titled state. Bellow me was water and black feathers floating down through the air.

"Let your mind drift, and focus on rescuing him." A voice echoed as my eyes started to close. "I'll take care of the rest."

In the last second, I saw a pair of menacing eyes. After that, there was nothing.

Carrie's loud cry had everyone frozen as Heather pulled the dagger away from my throat slightly. But I had the strangest feeling as I looked at Carrie, as if something was about to happen.

Just then, the wind started to gust. Glancing at her face, I saw that Carrie had become more relaxed, her eyes closed as the wind swirled around her. The ground beneath her then lit up in an odd symbol, and chains emerged.

Her eyes opened and her head titled up to meet my gaze, black feathers now floating in the air.

The pupils of her eyes had narrowed into slits.

Only one name came into my mind...Raven.

Ha-ha! Plot twist! Carrie has a Chain, and on top of that, it's Raven! XD I love adding twists like that. Leave a reveiw if you'd like.