This chapter is dedicated to 'Zammie88' who was the first person to guess who Cammie bumped into. ^_^ Congrats Zammie88!
I=DON'T=OWN! Now read, I made this chapter extra long to make up for the last chapter.
Joseph Solomon stands towering over me, looking down at me with a stern questionable expression. I quickly scramble up and stand in front of him.
"I...dock...and...shadow...chasing me...running...and..." Solomon interrupts me and puts his hand on my shoulders and looks into my eyes.
"Ms. Morgan, you're not making any sense. Who is chasing you!"
I take a breath and open my mouth and a voice that is not mine rings out, "Us." It's a voice that I know, a voice that makes my stomach churn, a voice that makes my blood boil. It's Zach's mother. It's Catherine Goode.
Mr. Solomon pulls me behind him, "Catherine," He spits.
"Joe. Shouldn't you be dead just like your pathetic best friend." That hits a nerve. I don't want to hide behind Joe, I want to help fight. It's my war now, too.
"Aww! Looks like I hit a nerve!" She coo's. Solomon who was too busy glaring at her he didn't notice me step forward. A terrified look crosses his face as he realizes that I am there, but there is some pride in there too. At my willingness to help.
He tries to push me behind him, to protect me, but I resist and stand my ground.
"No, Joe, let her fight. It will make this much more fun!" Her laughter is like nails on a chalkboard to me. It's teasing me, taunting me. But I must keep a calm level head so I can focus.
She has six of her people with her, seven including her. Seven to Two, but It looks like some of those guys wont put up a good fight. I think we can make it.
One of the goons, launches at me with a kick but I dodge it and he flies past me. As he is stumbling I roundhouse kick him in the temple and he goes down. I open the watch Liz gave me and slap a napotine patch on him before I notice movement in the corner of my eye.
Another guy. This one throws a punch and hit makes target on my stomach. I stumble back, trying to regain balance. He tries to throw another punch but I deflect it and knee him where the sun don't shine.
He falls over in a fetal position I slap a patch on his forehead before a third body come barreling at me, so I duck and turn and kick him in the back. He falls forward and I grab his arm and pin it behind his back, but he breaks the hold and flips me.
He tries to punch me but I move out of the way just in time. I turn us again and elbow him in the ribs. I turn and punch him in the nose and blood pours out of it.
He doesn't give up and he puts me into a choke hold. I can't get any air to my lungs and am starting to suffocate. I do a last ditch effort and bite his arm. I taste blood and he screams and pushes me away from him. I see a gleam of silver in his hand and blood on the knife he had just pulled. There is pain in my left arm but I don't have time to survey it.
I haul off and kick him in the gut. I turn to find Solomon. He is fighting off the last three guys, all at one time.
But she is missing. I see a foot out of the corner of my eye and move, but not fast enough. It makes contact with the side of my face and blood falls from my lip.
"Come on Cammie, we were such great friends. Just give up and come with me. My bosses would like to...dispose...of you." She says trying to find the right words.
"In your dreams!" I say and throw a punch it hits her side but she doesn't falter. I try kicking her in the gut but she grabs my right foot and flips me over. I hear a snap and searing pain up my ankle. I stand on it without trying to show the pain.
She is smirking, I can tell. Out of the corner of my eye I see Joe Solomon kick Catherine in the side and she falls over. She pops back up with a cyllander in her hand.
She pushes a button and black fog appears. I can't see anything.
When it finally clears there is no sign of the Circle ever being here. The three bodies are gone and they are nowhere to be found.
My ankle can't take any more weight and I fall. Mr. Solomon is by my side in an instant.
"Are you okay, what are your injuries?" He asks.
"My right ankle is broken, and I have a six and a half inch long cut that is pretty deep on my left arm."
He grabbs said arm and holds it up. His eyes widen in shock and he takes off his jacket and rips a piece of fabric off and hold it to the cut.
"What the hell happened here!" Zach. His eyes widen when he sees me, basically helpless and losing alot of blood.
"Oh. My. God!" He runs and kneels next to Solomon. Who only had a few bruises and a blackeye. (Or at least as far as I can tell.)
"Are you okay!" I tilt my head and glare at his supid question.
"Peachy." I say sarcastically.
"Ms. Morgan, can you walk on your ankle?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." I stand up to show them but fall into Solomon who balances me.
"Are you sure about that?" Zach asks. He goes to carry me back but I refuse instantly. I end up with them on either side of me. I have my arms around their necks and they are helping me walk.
"At least it's not another concusion." I try to lighten the mood. They both turn and glare at me and I decide to shut up.
We get to Joe and Abby's camper which is in spot number five-hundred and seven. Zach opens the door and helps me up the steps.
"Hey Joe." My aunts voice reaches my ears and I notice she is cleaning the kitchen. "I told the girls and guys, to hit the sack and get a good nights sleep."
Their camper is exacly the same as ours. So I know the exact setup
"So, we are leaving at noon tomorrow right. After lunch. Because that's what I... Cammie! What happend!" Abby turns around and notices me. Pale from blood loss.
"Circle, I helped her fight, they are gone now." Joe informs her.
"What are her injuries?"
"A cut on her arm and a broken ankle." He lists as Abby pulls out the bed. She helps me lay down on it, She props my ankle on a pillow and takes the jacket off my arm. The cut is still bleeding. Zach's eyes widen and concern crosses his face. "Zach get me water and a wash cloth. Joe what happened!"
"The cut was from a goon. And I am pretty sure it was Catherine who gave her the broken bone." Zach's face turns from concered to murderous, as he hands the wash cloth to Abby.
"She's lost alot of blood." Abby states, and that's when I start to feel dizy.
Black clouds my vision as I fall unconscious.
Whew! The longest chapter yet! I will try to get two more chapters in but I might only get in one.
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