Chapter 26; Tragedy meets Happiness

Hehe...Hi...I'm sorry that I haven't actually updated in like, a month, but I've had a lot on my mind. We got out for summer not even two weeks ago, and I've been worried about my other friends, plus, Mom's trying to get me a job at our local vet place. Again, like, majorly sorry 'bout that...This story is close to an end, and I'm kind of glad because I was losing my train of thought slowly, and other ideas were starting to crowd my small brain lol.

Well, review replies:

Luna WhiteWolf: I'm sure she will ;D lol

Oak Leaf Ninja: FROSTBITE! :D lol, yea, still one of my favorite ghost

FireWolfHeart: Um...to clear you're confusion, they are in their ghost forms, but some of the others prefer their human names over their halfa names...sorry 'bout that lol

Saffyre's POV

I woke up in a cage.

Groaning, I began to get up, trying to stretch out my sore, aching muscles. I hit my head on the low hanging bars of our cage. Dark spots swarmed in my vision and a massive headache was beginning to form in the back of my head. The bars glowed a ghastly green and illuminated very little of the small space I was locked in.

Moving around, I discovered six others locked in here with me. The twins, Eclipse, Shadow, Emerald and Pepper, all knocked out. I felt utterly alone, was I sat back down on the hard concrete floor. Footsteps echoed in the room we sat in, and a click brought on the bare bulb hanging in the center of the basement. It cast a homely glow, and illuminated the darkness.

Looking around, I noticed that there was only one real corner, located at the foot of the wooden stairs. The room was made of complete concrete, and really cold. I could actually see my breath fog in the air. Only, that wasn't my breath that was my ghost sense.

My head whipped towards the stairs, and the goon standing there gave me the nastiest smile one could ever image. He still had the stun gun he'd used to knock us out, but he was holding it loosely in his arms.

"Look'sssss like we got a live one," It hissed towards the others, who were standing just out of site I expected. Emerald stirred and groaned, and the goons smile got even wider, if that was possible.

A strange buzzing had started in my ears, and my headache was only getting worse. I tried to get up, confront the goons at the very least, but the dark spots swarmed my vision again. Go to sleep, some part of my brain whispered, desperate for a chance to escape the pain.

I let my head drop tiredly, and slumped over. I was gone before I felt the stinging pain of the stun gun.

Erik's POV

Summer stayed downstairs with us. We swapped memories of Alex, stories about times so long ago.

"Remember that little Jr. High dance you and Alex went to Erik?" Summer asked. I nodded and smiled. It was the time when I had realized that I had a crush on my best friend. "I remember that dance too," Riley put in. It was the first time she'd talked since Summer had entered the room. "It was the dance we'd met Dex for the first time," She continued, shrugging.

Another tremor rocked the building, as it had been doing for the past few hours. More debris rained down, but hardly anybody paid it any mind. It happened too much to really be a big deal anyway.

Footsteps clunked down the stairs and Derrick appeared at the edge of the candlelight. He smiled at the three of us, and flicked his wrist to somebody behind him. Three goons came into the basement, and blocked our pathway.

"The rest of you, you're free to go," Derrick's voice boomed. The other teenagers scrambled up the stairs, and, I suspected, out the door quicker than you could say "go."

The three goons followed Derrick back up the steps, and we were enclosed in the darkness of the basement once more.

My POV (With Luna)

The white wolf snarled as she rammed the bars of the cage once again. She couldn't be trapped, it just wasn't fair. She had no idea what happened to the ghost that had been after her and Claw, but she knew they weren't the ones to trap her.

Her shoulder ached where she'd slammed into the bars. There wasn't much outside her prison, but who ever had trapped her had made sure to put her in a room with a window. Luna whimpered and lay down, facing the door to the cage. Her uncle appeared and she was satisfied to find she'd inflicted serious looking wounds.

"Poor little Luna," Claw growled out, standing directly in front of the cage. Luna snarled at him and jumped up, reaching a paw through the bars. Claw jumped back with a yelp, and glared at his niece. A shallow cut began to bead with blood.

"Why you little pup!" Claw snarled. "You think you're better than me? Well, you're not! I got you trapped, and there's nothing you can do to get out!" The old wolf raced out of the room, cursing under his breath.

"Damn," Someone whispered. Luna whipped around, startled. Alex was leaning against the wall on the far side of the cage, watching the wolf carefully. "Sorry," Luna apologized, hanging her head. "No, you're fine," Alex muttered, looking zoned out.

"Alex!" David called, just outside the window. "Hm? Oh, sorry," Alex shuffled closer to Luna, who watched her wearily. "Let's get you out of here," They turned intangible and went through the bars without any trouble. "Thanks," Luna turned to look at the ghost girl. "Don't thank me," Alex waved and disappeared.

"What's with all the voices?" Claw came bounding up the stairs again. He stopped suddenly, his claws scrapping the tiled floor, and looked at Luna with wide eyes. He yelped, a loud, high-pitched sound, and was down the stairs and out the door fasted than you could blink.

The hunt is on, Luna thought, as she began to chase after her uncle.

Okay, I know this is short, but can you feel it coming to a close, because I can...again. Sorry 'bout making y'all wait, but I was also stuck on how I wanted to write this chapter, it really took a while. Oh well, R&R please, and be honest, I can honestly say it probably sucks lol.