Hello! Here is S3 P2, A Fire In My Soul! I don’t have anything to say, really, so we’ll just get on with this :)
WARNING-THIS PART MAY SCARE YOUNGER AUDIENCES, WITH BLOOD DEPICTIONS AND VIOLENCE. NOT RECOMMENDED FOR UNDER 10.
“Cal?” Arianna shrieked, whipping her head around.
“Yeah,” Cal smirked. Her dark curls hung loosely about her face as she made that face.
“What are you doing here? This is a hospital room.” I shot at her.
“If it were a hospital for the mentally insane, I’d shove you into that bed this second.” Arianna rolled her eyes.
“Ari…” Lacy started.
“Don’t Ari me.” Arianna spat. “Cal just broke into a hospital room. What kind of idiot…” She charged at Cal, er, tried to, but Mrs. Whitaker held her back.
“Cal, what are you doing here?” I asked. Cal shook her head.
“I guess you could say I killed Elle,” Cal smiled, “driving off an Evermorian cliff causes you to exit the realm. I, a true Evermorian, did not die. The air pressure opened Elle’s door…”
“Basically,” Arianna began, “you were not dropping the fact that Elle had to die. Why? Cal, you tried to kill Elle--”
Mrs. Whitaker covered her mouth before she could say something nasty.
“Cal, please leave,” Lacy squeaked from her new position, which was cowering in the corner.
“Why? They’re already coming.” Cal shifted her weight onto one foot, then the other.
“Who? Who’s ‘they’re’?” I asked nervously. It couldn’t be…
The Shadow Creek Ravens burst through the door. The next second, Mrs. Whitaker and her fragile, frail body were lying on the ground, crimson pools around her on the marble floor.
“You didn’t.” Arianna had nobody to restrain her this time. “You…” Cayla (I remember her!) grabbed her before she finished. Nobody to restrain her? I take that back! Lacy was on the floor, screaming at Aiden by the time she was in handcuffs, along with Harper holding Arianna.
I decided to take a run for it, and by the time I was on the top level, I cursed myself for not going back for Arianna and Lacy, and again for choosing the route I had no way off of. Joslyn and Livia were cornering me on the edge of the roof, and I had nowhere to go but…
No time to think, I scolded myself, and careened off the roof.
What did Cal have to do with this? I thought to myself. I said a quick prayer, as I thought I may die here. But no. I could survive. Unless this cell happened to fall into the pit of lava below us…
It’s really The Raven’s fault for literally putting a lava room in their school. That’s a recipe for disaster.
The cell, currently suspended about 30 feet in the air, lowered a foot every two minutes. Every time it did, Lacy whimpered.
“At this rate, we’ll be dead in…” I calculated, “um, maybe an hour?”
“Not. Helping.” Lacy sniffled. Suddenly, the cell swung at great speed, and Lacy screamed. It hit the edge of the room with a mighty thud! and the door was opened.
Rough hands pushed me to the ground. The metal on my handcuffs rubbed against my skin, and I looked at my wrists. Blood spurted slowly from the area that had been rubbed.
“C-C-Cassia?” Lacy stuttered.
“Hi.” I murmured as I was roughly manhandled into the cell, which had cross-hatched bars lining it. It was dark in the cell, the only illumination being the bright orange lava beneath us. I sighed. The cell lowered. Lacy screamed, her voice soon followed by mine.
“Re-lax.” Arianna groaned, as she desperately tried to move the heavyweight ball attached to her leg irons. “It does this every two minutes. In 58, we’ll be dead.”
“GET OUT OF MY CHAIR!” Cayla screamed. “For the love of Lena Raven, why do you ALWAYS steal my chair?”
“Sorry,” I muttered. “So..um..” I continued.
“So..um..WHAT?” Aiden cried, throwing a notepad in exasperation.
“Sierra...Cassia Sierra…” I managed. “Where is she? And the others? The others that aren’t, like, dead?”
“We took care of them.” Joslyn announced. We heard screaming. “They’ll be dead in less than an hour.”
“Shouldn’t we…” I began, and Harper interrupted.
“Um. Livia.” She rolled her eyes. “Stop stopping and using the dot-dot-dot thing-ys in your sentences!”
“You can’t see an ellipsis.” Joslyn groaned, “and the, quote-unquote ‘dot-dot-dot thing-ys’ are called an ellipsis.”
“Don’t be a smart-alec.” Harper muttered.
“For crying out loud, stop your arguing!” Cayla, who usually starts arguments, yelled. More screaming.
“Is there a spell you can put on them to shut them up?” Aiden grumbled.
“No!” Joslyn cried. “There. Is. No. Such. Thing. As. Spells.”
“Oh! Duct tape isn’t a spell,” I reminded them.
“They’ll be fine.” Harper had a taunting tone. “I love the sound of screams.”
This time, Lacy didn’t stop screaming. The cell banged against the edge, and who I think must’ve been Aiden walked in. He detached the iron ball from Cassia’s leg irons, and dragged her out.
“Where are you taking her?” I managed to stand up.
“Nowhere,” He said, and shut the door. Lacy screamed as the cell plummeted downwards.
“27 feet.” I whispered. I sat down in disbelief and we watched Cassia be dragged away.
Hehe, I leave you there! Question time! Sorry there’s so many!
Who killed Mrs. W? That’ll be important in the next part!
Where is Aiden taking Cassia?
Livia said “Shouldn’t we…” Finish her sentence, it will be important.
Where is Cal now?
Is she a Raven?
Who is Lena Raven?
Will Amy (the little girl) come back again?
Now where is Josh?