"Sam! Don't go in there!" Brock yelled through his communicator. "Sam! Answer me!"
"He can't be serious," Teana said.
"I think he is," Celia responded.
"Teana, get Sage and help everyone here," Brock said. "Celia, we need to go save them. Fast!"
"Alright, let's go," Celia nodded.
"Be careful," Teana told them.
"We will," Brock called over his shoulder.
He and Celia dashed out the doors, turning and running down the street towards the location. They only hoped everyone would still be there with them.
Kyra woke up, feeling light headed. Her vision slowly came into focus as her memory flooded back to her. She began to panic, pulling on the chains around her wrists and ankles. She couldn't break them and they blocked her powers. She heard footsteps and looked up. Terror ran through her as the masked stranger approached her.
"Who are you?" Kyra asked. "Why are you doing this?"
"I told you," they replied in a low growl. "Clearly you are stupid enough not to understand it the first time."
"Just let me go," Kyra pleaded.
"Beg all you want," they mocked. "It won't get you anywhere. You will die today."
"At least tell me who you are," Kyra said.
"Like you don't know me already," they rolled their eyes. "Your blue friend knows me and my partner all too well."
"Jason!" Kyra cried. "Where is he?"
"He'll join us in a moment," they smirked.
"Just tell me who you are!" Kyra shouted.
"Shut it!" they shouted.
They kicked Kyra in the stomach. Kyra clutched her stomach in pain, not looking as the masked stranger pulled their mask off. They raised her chin, looking Kyra right in the eyes. Her eyes were filled with fear, betrayal and confusion. She recognized the villain, her dirty blonde hair, the wolf ears, the black eyes.
"Zoey? But why?" Kyra cried.
"Why? Why?! WHY?! Are you freaking kidding me!? You're going to pull off this crap now!?" Zoey snapped, furious.
"What do you mean?" Kyra asked, confused.
"Oh don't try to be the innocent one here, Kyra!" Zoey snapped. "You know what you did."
"I… I don't know what you're talking about?" Kyra stuttered.
Zoey was now furious, and she pinned Kyra against the wall. Kyra let out a sharp gasp of surprise and pain as her head hit the wall.
"YES YOU DO!" Zoey cried, outraged. "You know what you did! You think just because you're so special you get to kill whoever the hell you want, and get away with murder! Not this time you brat!"
Zoey kicked Kyra in the shin. Kyra flinched, letting out a small yelp.
"Zoey, stop! I never killed anyone!" Kyra cried.
"Yeah right, Kyra!" Zoey said, rolling her eyes. "I know you're little secrets! He told me you're the one who killed them! You started all of this and now I'm going to end it."
Kyra was so lost and confused. She didn't know what she was talking about at all. She hadn't killed anyone before. Right?
"Your brother wouldn't want this." Kyra tried to find something to stop her.
"Oh him? He knows, he even helped me out," Zoey told her.
Kyra looked shocked and terrified. Was he evil too?
"Zachary! Come out here!" Zoey shouted.
Zoey backed off Kyra, allowing her to see Zachary dragging Jason out from another room.
"Zachary, you too?" Kyra asked, quietly.
"I'm sorry-" Zachary started.
"Don't apologize to her!" Zoey cut him off. "She should be the one begging to be forgiven!"
"I'm sorry if I killed your parents, but I was under Odyssia's control," Kyra tried to explain. "Please, you don't have to do this."
"... Well it looks like you're wrong about that," Zoey glared.
Zoey grabbed Jason from Zachary. Zachary himself looked shaken and terrified. Jason, who was cuffed around the wrists and ankles, twisted in Zoey's grasp. She pulled out a knife and brought it to his neck.
"NO!" Kyra cried. "He didn't do anything to you! Let him go!"
"You're wrong again!" Zoey snapped. "He tried to rat us out."
"I'm sorry," Jason pleaded. "I never did, though. Please."
"There is no mercy, Jason," Zoey spat. "I told you what's going to happen and I am not backing down."
"Zoey, you don't have to do this," Kyra pleaded. "We can help you. We can get you help."
"I don't need help!" Zoey snapped. "I need you two dead! You need to pay for what you did!"
Kyra went to speak, but was cut off by a sharp inhale from Jason. The knife was now inches from his throat. He looked up to Kyra, tears threatening to spill down his cheeks.
"No," Kyra whispered.
"Any final words?" Zoey asked, smirking.
Sam snuck inside the building, following the two strangers around. He stopped when they separated ways, trying to decide who to follow. He noticed the one with Jason was unarmed, while the other had a knife on them. He decided to follow the one with Jason, just to be safe. He followed the person into the room, ducking into a dark corner before he was noticed. The stranger laid Jason on a table and chained his wrists and ankles together. Then Jason moaned, stirring in his sleep.
"What happened?" Jason moaned.
"I'm so sorry," the stranger said.
Sam stifled a gasp, recognizing the voice almost instantly. The stranger pulled his mask off to confirm his suspicion, it was Zachary. Jason's face fell as he sat up on the table.
"Zoey has her, doesn't she," Jason asked, sorrow in his voice.
"I can't stop her," Zachary muttered. "I can't save you, Jason. I tried everything I could, but nothing worked."
"So this is it?" Jason asked. "I am really going to die."
"No, you aren't," Sam growled.
Zachary jumped, turning and looking around.
"Who's there!?" he cried. "Where are you?!"
"Sam?" Jason questioned.
Jason looked right at Sam, seeing through his hiding spot. He moved out of the shadow, running towards Jason. Zachary stepped aside, allowing the two boys to hug, to their best ability.
"You're ok," Sam smiled.
"Not for long," Zachary sighed. "Not as long as Zoey will get her way."
"So, this whole time, it's been you and Zoey?" Sam asked.
Zachary nodded. "Kyra was under Odyssia's control, but she killed our parents and now Zoey wants to kill her for revenge. She tried to make me help. Then Jason found out and Zoey force us to kidnap him and hold him hostage. Then she made me go and try to kill Kyra, but I stabbed William instead."
"That was you!" Sam cried.
"I'm sorry," Zachary said. "Is he alright?"
"In hospital, but yes," Sam nodded.
Jason sighed in relief.
"We have to stop her," Sam said.
"You can't let her know you're here," Zachary told him. "She'll kill you too."
"I have to do something," Sam insisted.
"Please, Sam," Jason spoke up. "Trying to stop this will only make the situation worse. You have to leave while you can. Just tell the others we're sorry. And tell my family I love them."
"You can't give up," Sam told him.
"What other choice do I have?" Jason asked. "We've tried everything, and it's only hurt me more."
"Zachary!" Zoey's voice called. "Come out here!"
"Just stay hidden, Sam," Zachary said as he grabbed Jason.
"Leave when you can," Jason looked away. "For both Kyra and myself. Let the others know we love them and it was great knowing them."
Sam looked down, allowing Zachary and Jason to walk out. Once they were gone, he heard a conversation pick up outside the room. He looked up, trying to find a weapon. He saw a couple other throwing knifes, something he knew how to us. He grabbed one of them then ran to the door.
"Any final words?" Zoey asked Jason, a knife to his neck.
Jason was silent, but Sam answered.
"I have some!" he shouted.
He threw the knife right at Zoey. She spun around to see him as the knife flew and embedded itself into her left shoulder. Zoey cried out in pain, screaming.
"Sam!" Kyra cried, her eyes lighting up with joy.
"What are you doing!?" Zachary cried. "I told you to leave!"
"And I said I was going to save them!" Sam retorted.
"You knew he was here!" Zoey snapped at her brother. "You dummy! Now I have to kill him too!"
"Or you could just let everyone go," Sam growled.
"Fine," Zoey snapped. "All four of you can die."