Paradise Eco

*pulls hair out* I spent forever trying to figure out this stupid title for this stupid chapter! This week hasn't been the best slice of pie for me. My bf cheated on me at a party last weekend and we broke up on thrusday, then i had this and college work (which i haven't done yet) to worry about. *digs a grave* come back in two hours, I'll have my will up leaving everything to my reveiwers. PS we're getting really close to the ending :)

Don't You Fake It

Chapter XV: Quicker Than Quicksand

Daara's heart was about jump out of her chest, It's hands were on her and dragging her down the hallway. Blood chilling screams came out of her mouth as IT dragged her down the second stairs, childern, monks and normal folk ran out of the class room. They all saw Daara being dragged down the hallway by a creature with green hair, it's long nails went right through her skin and sent red blood rolling down her white dress. Monks ran after Daara and the creature, she kept screaming and reaching for their hands.

"Don't let it have me!" Daara screamed, she dag her nails into the ground only having them break right away. Daara knew the door was coming up soon, when she glanced back she could see the white and gold door coming up. The monks one by one dove for her hand, missing by inches. Others grabbed and held on but Daara was viloently shook until they let go; when Daara's knees couldn't feel the cold floor.

Her voice was gone, and her heart stopped. She wrapped her bleeding, broken fingers around Mar's Amulet and prayed silently in her head. Darkness came around her and she could feel the crushing weight of the world on top of her.

'Seth, save me...'

Seth turned when he heard Daara's voice; Ryren on his shoulders turned too but saw no one. "Who are you looking at?"

"Nothing, let's keep going. The village is up the hill." Ryren sighed and slumped on Seth's shoulder, the dark orange oslet let out a groan as Seth started to climb the hill.

"Why'd I agree to go along with you? Let's save a Princess that has a deadly virus! Let's try and save a whole city from an evil master mind, that killed her mother! I. WANNA. GO. HOME!!!!" Ryren cried out, Seth rolled his eyes. Had to Daxter's annoying son, just like his stupid brother Obby. Seth growled as he climbed the hill, just over the hill was the village in which he was planning on raiding... just himself and Ryren. Without his Dark Eco counter-self.

Yah, he was screwed.

Seth huffed when he got to the top of the hill, Ryren sighed and looked down at the village. "Yuck, what an ugly village! It looks like someone- AHH!!!" Ryren screamed when Seth slid down the other side of the hill towards the village, Seth's glider, given to him but Kahen, seemed to work as he went down the hill towards the village. He pushed off the ground and flew towards the tents; Ryren was still screaming on his back as Seth turned and twisted in the air. Seth landed firmly on the ground near the tent, the glider went back into his backpack and he ran towards the black tent where Vice laid.

Seth threw back the flaps of the tent, his eyes narrowed in on the blood on the ground and the lifeless body on the middle of the floor. Blood was already soaked into the ground, the head was turned the other way facing the bed. A long line of red reached its way around the neck; Seth turned away from the mess and covered his mouth. Who and what could've done that?

"Seth..." A tiny voice whispered coming from the bed, Seth turned slightly and saw a boy jump down. Jus stepped out of the darkness covered in someone elses blood, his face was paled and his eyes were clouded. "Ils sont partis ... Artimus les ont pris..."

"Who," Seth said bending down, he rubbed his temples as Ryren leaned over and sniffed the child.

"That blood, it belongs to the body over there."

"Jus. Where is Vice?" Jus shrugged and pointed back at the body.

"J'aime mon grand fr re ... mais il est mort maintenant... Ori..." Seth swallowed and took Jus' hand, he lead him out of the tent and into the village. Women and childern stared at Seth as he stomped through the village; he was sure they could see Dark Eco sparking then being forced back down by the damn collar.

"Seth!" A person yelled, Seth turned and saw Kahen running towards him.

"Kahen, what are you doing all the way out here?"

"I should ask you the same thing," Kahen huffed. "Listening King Hue has been killed, murdered, the kingdom now belongs to Princess Glamour. I heard a romour that she was with you." Seth shook his head.

"No, I've lost Vice for the time being but Jus," He motioned to the child hiding behind his leg. "Can help us find her." Kahen sighed.

"Come, Jahen, Lei and I are looking for Vice too."

"Seth, Seth! Frere est avec elle!"

"He has a big brother?" Kahen asked, Seth grabbed her shoulders.

"You speak French?!"

"Yeah... kinda." Seth turned to Jus.

"Ask him if Flin's with her?"

"Nope. Viens avec moi, mon ami." Kahen giggled.

"Oui!" Jus laughed and followed after her, Seth rubbed his temples and followed after Kahen and Jus. He glanced back at the village before climbing the slope, on the hill was Jahen and Lei sitting in the seats of a local Iceland racer. Jahen stood up on the seat, Seth sighed and walked up to Kahen's other half.

"We need a plan," Seth said in a low voice as Jus hid behind his leg again. "I'll go with anything you think of, Jahen." The black haired boy smirked.

"Really?"

"Yup." Seth said looking at Jus, the boy's blue eyes stuck out the most behind his dark orange hair. His army clothing was still covered in Ori's blood and some of his own; Seth turned and bent down to the boy. "Kahen tanslate. Jus, what happened between Ori, Vice, Artimus and Slade?"

"Ils entrerent dans la tente, et Ori refuse de les laisser tak Vice parce qu'il voulait la proteger jusqu' a Flin revint. Puis Slade fente de son cou et le sang a tout sur moi," Jus looked down at his clothing. "Ils ont pris Vice et l'armee, loin d'attaquer Frozen Valley." Kahen blinked many times before shaking her head.

"Wow, that was alot to take in. He said, they came into the tent, and Ori refused to let them tak Vice because he wanted to protect her until Flin came back. Then Slade slit his neck and the blood got all over me... they took Vice and the army away to attack Frozen Valley." Kahen shook her head. "Man..."

"So Artimus is going to kill Vice then," Seth said sighing. "I guess her old man is rolling over in his grave."

"He's not buried yet." Lei snarled from the back seat of the car, Seth glared at her before standing.

"Whatever the case my be, the Icelands belongs to Princess Glamour Vice not I'm-not-buried-yet-Hue." Seth turned. "Phone Eli to get his ass out here, we're gonna need Dark Eco for this. If you can't reach him phone that brat Grante, but if she's out of order... I'll have to phone Sabby." The three frowned.

"Sabby?" Jahen questioned, Seth shook his head.

"Don't ask, I'll explain it to you once this is all over."

"Why can't you go Dark?" Kahen asked leaning on the hood.

"Because of this stupid collar!" Seth growled pointing to the still beeping collar. "It's itchy, hot then cold, and it most likely starting to smell!"

"Isn't there an off button?" Lei asked sarcasticly.

"No there isn't an off button." Seth sneered stomping in the direction to his car, Jus followed behind him like a lost crocadog. Ryren fiddled with his buckles on his arm before sighing.

"So what's our new plan?"

"I'm going to ask Daara." Seth growled. "Then I'll do whatever Jahen says, but frist let's make sure Daara's safe." He pulled out his and sent a message to Sabine, hoping maybe that her Mar soul would make her help.

"Hello?" Grante said picking up her cell phone, Eli yawned as the red head swung her legs off the bed and sretched. She glanced back at Eli and winked, he winked back and rolled over. "Okay Lady Gaeah slow down, they did what again?" Grante's face went beet red, she shook Eli until he sat up. She mouthed turn on the TV; Eli rolled his eyes and went to TV in the corner. He went to the Kras City News and saw that the city was on high alert, he glanced back at Grante as she turned up the volunme on her phone. "Lady Gaeah calm down, you can't be freaking out like this. Just think before-" Grante stopped and almost dropped her phone. "Elijah..." Grante whispered as the blonde came over to her.

"Grante, what's wrong?" Eli turned when he heard someone running up the stairs, and screaming from downstairs. A female barking orders; Erol busted through the doors and ran up to Grante. He grabbed her shoulders, their burning eyes meet and Erol squeezed her tight.

"Garnette, do you know what's going on?!" Grante nodded, Erol pulled her off the bed and ran out of the room with her. Eli ran trying to keep up with Erol, he skipped a couple steps near the bottom and almost bumped into Montley.

"I'm not leaving my house!" Montley screamed. "I refuse to leave on an order to those rebels! Icelands Rebels at the most!"

"What's going on?" Eli asked Grante when Erol grabbed Montley and forced her to come with him, Grante sighed and shook her head.

"Rebels from the Icelands have taken the Slums, Port and the Lowlands. They're pushing through EG's within Iorn & Wine, also they've kidnapped Chancellor Ives and Charis. Some rebels have been seen in the Heights so..." Grante shrugged. "I don't know what to say, but Lady Gaeah is safe on Clover Island."

"Put me down!" Montley screamed from the kitchen; Grante and Eli ran into the kitchen to find Nickle passing them with her mother on his shoulder. "No! If I leave, I'm joining that battle! I'll kill everyone of those little bastards for invading my land!" Montley screamed onto of her lungs as they left the house, Nickle took Montley, Rose and Erol in the family car. While Eli took Grante in the Dune Hopper; they drove past each other.

"Get Garnette out of here!" Erol shouted. "Take her somewhere safe," Erol held out his hand to Eli, he took it and shook hard. "I trust you Dark Eco Freak."

"I'll take good care of you're daughter!" Eli shouted as he drove off towards Lowlands, while Grante's family went towards the Highlands. Eli stepped on the gas and zoomed past rebels that shot at them, he also drove past EG's that were trying to take back the city that was theirs. Eli glanced to Grante as he drove through the Slums, her fist were curled as they hit dead ends. When Eli stopped the car for the fourth time in a row, because of a fallen building. Grante got out and started walking towards the building, Eli sighed and killed the motor.

They weren't getting anywhere. The rebels were clever, they cut off all access to and from Kras City.

"Grante wait!" Eli shouted climbing the rumble after her, she was already half way up the pile and was starting to get close to reaching the top. At the top she waited for him, he stopped and breathed heavily with Grante. He groaned, the city was a diasater zone. Buildings on fire, innocent blood spilled everyone, childern holding guns and killing people. Grante swallowed and held her heart, she stumbled backwards alittle before Eli caught her with both hands. "Grante! Grante! Grante answer me!" He picked her up wedding style, he jumped down every rock and made his way down to his car. He laid her down in the front set, he cupped her face and pressed his forehead on hers. "Come on Grante, wake up."

"Elijah..." Grante whispered touching his arm before passing out again, Eli growled to himself and got in the front seat. He put the car into drive and turned around, he gripped the wheel when he was down the road. He swallowed and slammed his foot on the gas, he drove up and over the rumble without even knowing it until he realized the wheels weren't touching the ground. The Dune Hopper slammed into the broken roads of Kras with such a force, it shook the whole frame of the car. Which also made it stall.

"Damn it!" Eli shouted turning the key over and over, he started hitting the wheel and swearing loudly. "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" He glanced to Grante, she was awake now and staring at the rebels coming towards them.

"Oh goodie..." Grante growled kicking the car's frame. "Stupid wasteland junk."

"Stupid wasteland..." Eli started but was cut off when a gun was put in his face, on the other end was a man in his teens. He smirked and motioned for Eli to get out, Eli did what he was told. Grante came around on the other side, Eli pushed her behind his body and curled his hands into fist. He could feel the burning of Dark Eco start to pulse in his blood, he couldn't shake this feeling or control it's future actions.

"Hello," The boy laughed. "I'm Slade. I know you're brother, fitted him with a very pretty collar. I think you should be wearing one too." The three rebels laughed, Grante clenched her fist on his back. He glanced back at her, her crizmon eyes were glaring daggers into the boy.

"How dare you invade Kras City, my mother's EGs will-"

"You think we're scared of EG's? We took all of Icelands without lifting a finger-"

"We aren't the same as Iceland Marauders and patheic frozen people!" Grante said coming out from behind Eli, she stomped right up to Slade. "We are Krasians! We aren't small, and we aren't losers that play in the snow. We live in a city of metal and honour," She stepped right up into Slade's face. "And if you think for a second we'll let you over come us... you're gladly mistaken." Slade laughed.

"A speech from Garnette Kanna-Cure, never in my widlest dreams did I think that I would hear one." He slapped handcuffs on both her wrist. "And it was just for me too, how sweet!"

"Get your hands off of her!" Eli shouted, darkness took over his body. Slade jumped out of the way letting still holding onto Grante by the waist, she started screaming.

"Let go of me!" She screamed.

"Let freedom be heard!" Slade shouted on top of his lungs. "Let the blood of the leaders of Kras City spill on Iceland snow, to pay the debut of destorying our lands with the X-Virus!" Above a transport airship hovered, Slade laughed and covered Grante's mouth with a cloth. "Come on Mrs. Cure, you have a date with the ice and snow."

"Grante!" Eli shouted turning back to himself, he got in his car and started to follow the ship. If he lost it, he knew where it was going after all. To the Icelands, to mix pure snow and innocent blood together. Only to make the revenge of the Icelands, a sweet revenge that will break hearts, start a bloodier war and get Eli's face punched in for losing Erol's only daughter.

TBC...