Chapter Twelve - Mina

Hey Grimmlins! How many of you have read Forever? I did, and about 80% of the way through began to cry and tossed my table on the table. (I think those of us who have read it will know why). That's also around the time whenever I said "no," "I hate this book," and let's not forget "I hate Chanda Hahn." But, the end of the book made me super happy, so it's okay now!

"I laughed, I cried, it moved me Bob." If you get the reference I will love you forever.

But anyways, let's continue Forgotten, shall we? Like I said, I haven't forgotten it! (I like that pun too much.)

There was screaming. I could recognize that. Screaming in the hallways. But why? Why were people screaming? The rest of them - Teague, Nan, Brody, that weird goth girl, and the other boy - had already left the castle. Nan had said I would hinder them. Was that true? Did she really think that? Anger laces through me, and I punch the wall. This was stupid! It wasn't fair!

I pull my hand back in shock as it makes a dent in the wall. What on Earth? Then again, I don't seem to be on Earth. I had no idea where I was anymore. I don't know what was up or what was down. I don't even know if I was asleep or awake. So I slump down onto the floor.

There's a banging noise, and then suddenly the door to my room bursts open. I stand up slowly, staring at the people in front of me, confused. I can't make out anybody in the dark, but I didn't know where the lights were either. I press up against the wall in fear.

"Don't come any closer." I warn.

"We aren't going to hurt you. Not if you come quietly and without a fight." It's a man talking, and he takes a step forward. Awfully brave, isn't he?

"I said don't come closer!" I hiss this time, hands balling up into fists.

"She's not going to come willingly." The man decides. "I'll grab her. We need to be quick about it."

Suddenly, the man is gone, replaced with a mass of black. It weaves around the room, and then reaches out towards me. I barely manage to rush away, eyes narrowed as it's dark gray eyes meet mine, barely detectable.

"Get away from me, you freak!" I thrust my hands out towards him.

It blows him back, and it looks painful. I don't divert my eyes though. In fact, a part of me enjoys it. It's a sick and twisted part of me. It's morbid. I don't like it at all.

"We're going to have to take her by force. I wasn't expecting us to have to use this." Someone mutters.

Something sickeningly sweet hits the air. There's a greenish tint to the air, and everything spins. I feel dizzy. And sleepy. Maybe if I lay down? I try ti push that thought away, but I'm so tired...

"Mina, dear?" In my broken body, my properly working brain is afraid, because it recognizes that voice. And it doesn't like recognizing that voice. Not this time. Because recognizing that voice means betrayal, according to what I've figured out. "Just relax. It's time to sleep."

"Not you." It's the only words I can muster before I collapse on the ground.

My head begins to scream. I can't open my eyes. I can't move. And I think my brain is starting to shut off. Help me! Please, somebody, help me!

It's desperate. I don't like being desperate. It doesn't feel right. The animal instincts claw against the foreign substance. But it's no use. My brain's defenses are starting to crumble. I don't have much time till I'm completely knocked out. My head takes a different course of action. It calls for specific help.

Teague! Teague, please, help me! Don't leave me here! I scream the words, trying to keep myself awake. Teague! Teague! Teague, please! Don't let them take me!

My thoughts start to slowly become quieter, until they're nonexistent. I fall into a deep sleep.

Uh oh! That doesn't seem good at all! Who might this mysterious person Mina identified be? Guess you'll have to wait and see...but I guarantee it'll be a shock!

~Dagger