A soft, rhythmic beeping sound, like a lullaby, soothed me as I began to come back around. I was aware that I was lying someplace comfortable, soft, and warm. I couldn’t open my eyes at first, as they seemed so heavy, but my other senses were coming back to me more quickly. The sense of touch--the soft bed I was lying in, the warm blankets over me; the sense of sound--the melodic beeping of a machine to my right, labored breathing of someone standing near me; the sense of smell--medicinal, clinical, very clean. Wherever I was, it had been cleaned with some pretty strong chemicals recently. My mouth was dry, my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth, which tasted a little acrid and a bit like glue. I wondered if I’d even be able to speak once I came fully to consciousness or if my tongue would be stuck to the roof of my mouth.
The more my thoughts came back to me, the more I realized
“No one knows where Fionna is?” I repeated to an empty hospital room. My family had left to go get my friends, and even though my mom insisted she would come back in with whichever two of my friends came to see me first, she had stepped out into the waiting area with Max and Gray.I wondered what had happened to the girl. I was furious at her, of course, but at the same time, I thought about how small and helpless she had seemed earlier in the day, when she’d insisted on holding my hand to walk to class. She was like a little lost child, out there in the big world on her own. What if she got lost? Or more importantly, what if some unexpecting human came across her and ended up getting hurt? I shuddered at the thought of what might happen.When the door opened again, it wasn’t my mom as I’d expected. Rather, it was a nurse, dressed
I knew I was asleep, but it felt like I was awake. It felt like I was really standing in a foreign location, a place I’d never been in before, some sort of fantasy realm, and it seemed certain that the woman standing across from me was really there, that she wasn’t just a figment of my imagination.I looked around me at the landscape. It was unlike anything I’d ever seen before. It seemed like I was floating on an orange cloud, the air around me tinged red, sort of like when I’d walked into that room where everyone was on fire, but there was no smoke, no haze, only shimmering air that seemed to be glowing with a scarlet hue. It surrounded me on all sides, except for the orange billowing surface I was standing on. Even as high as I could see above me, it was moving, reddish air.Across from me, standing about twenty feet away, was Francis
The dream I’d had the night before wasn’t a real dream. I had actually spoken to Francis Flamingo. I had no idea how that had workedWhen I got out of bed, it was almost noon. No one in my house was pressuring me to get up. Even though it was a school day, the school wasn’t open. Two classrooms had extensive damage from the smoke and fire, so they were under repair.After a shower, I wandered downstairs to the kitchen, my stomach rumbling since I hadn’t eaten anything from the fast food restaurant the night before and had missed breakfast. I didn’t quite make it to the kitchen, though, when there was a knock at the door.I froze in my tracks at the bottom of the stairs, dreading going to the door. A flood of faces crossed my mind of who might be standing there, and none of them we
I opened the door to find Nuthatch standing on the porch, the look on his face telling me he had more worries than what I had to say to him. I didn’t invite him in. Instead, I stepped out onto the porch and closed the door behind me. Now that I had eaten lunch, I wanted to go out and do my part to find Fionna, so I wasn’t intending on sitting around in the house, chatting with Mr. Nuthatch. “What did you find out?” I asked him.“Well,” Nuthatch said, taking a few steps back. “I spoke to Mage Jaye, and she is open to the possibility of accepting Miss Flamingo into the school--under one condition.”My eyes narrowed, and I pursed my lips for a second before I said, “If you tell me that that condition has to do with me also attending the school, you’d better get back on that phone because that’s not
Fionna didn’t speak all the way back to my house. She didn’t say a word when we got into Mr. Nuthatch’s car, in the backseat, and she didn’t speak when he asked her where she lived. I didn’t particularly like the fact that he was the one driving her home because I didn’t want to be alone with him on the way back. Nevermind the fact that he seemed to have a habit of forgetting which side of the road he was supposed to be driving on. I was able to give him directions to Fionna’s house, even though I’d never been there before.We pulled up her long driveway and stopped outside of a bright pink house. I had a feeling it hadn’t been that color a few weeks ago, before the Flamingos moved in, but it certainly fit their family name now. Again, Fionna refused to let go of me, so I slid out the back door of the sedan, and she came along with me. It made eve
If you’ve never had the chance to ride a giant wolf home, you’re missing out. The easiest way for us to get home probably involved me shifting into a wolf or something myself, but I wasn’t in the mood for anything like that at the moment, so Ben shifted, and I carried his clothes, riding on his back. It was actually a lot of fun. He ran pretty quickly, carefully dodging around the low branches and wider tree trunks, the wind blowing through my hair. I kept his clothes and shoes between my legs and wrapped my arms around his neck to make sure I didn’t fall off. When we finally reached home, about twenty minutes after we left Francis’s house, I was a little sad to have to get off so that Ben could shaft back into his human form. I sort of wanted to drop his clothing on the porch and go for another run. It was freeing. I felt like I was one with nature. And… I didn’t have to face Nuthatch while we were on the ru
It was impossible to sleep on the plane this time. Not only did I have to keep my eyes on Fionna the hard time, she wouldn’t let go of my wrist. Seriously, from the moment we picked her up until we got on the second plane headed from Chicago to Paris, the only time she let go of my wrist was to walk through the metal detector at security, and even then, it took a lot of coxing to get her to do it without setting anything on fire or electrocuting anyone. It was the most nerve wracking thing I think I’ve ever done, and that’s saying something. The whole time we were working our way through the TSA line, I thought for sure she was going to light someone on fire, and then the entire mage world would be exposed.Nuthatch and I had one job--to keep her from letting the rest of the world know we existed. It sounded easy, but it wasn’t, not with someone like Fionna. I really w
I’ve been exhausted before. In fact, I had landed myself in the hospital just a few days before this trip to Paris for being exhausted, more or less. But by the time we got into the car to head to the School for Mages, my eyes would hardly stay open. My mind was so foggy, I couldn’t calculate just how many hours I’d been awake or what time it was in Montana. All I knew for certain was that I wanted to deliver Fionna and head back to the airport.I found out on the ride, though, that I wouldn’t be doing that. Not exactly.Nuthatch was sitting in the front seat by the driver, Fionna and I in the back seat. She had her death grip on me as her eyes stared out the window at all of the new sights. I knew she was scared, and I didn’t blame her. She’d just been delivered to another country where she knew absolutely no one, save Nutha
There’s a comfy chair right next to the fireplace in the main living area of Brookstone. It has become my favorite place to sit. I can sit there for hours and do absolutely nothing but stare out the window at the beautiful forest and sparkling lake. It’s amazing to me to think how far I’ve come in just a year and a few months. I don’t just sit around and do nothing, though. I haven’t had to use my magic to fight off any other mages or shifters since we destroyed Grimly Grouse and his evil minions, but I do use my magic sometimes for other things, like producing presents for my friends or making mythical creatures to entertain us. Brookstone is as beautiful on the inside as it is on the outside. Part of that is the fact that we modernized it and redecorated a lot of the rooms. We wanted all of the modern conveniences we were used to, but we didn’t ruin the amb
My plan had been pretty simple. I’d bust into Brookstone, make the other mages and any shifters that were there think that the house was on fire, and I’d run them out to where my pack mates were waiting to take them down.I had no idea one of my pack members had her own idea of what should happen then. I guess I should have. It isn’t as if she hasn’t shocked me enough times in the past for me to expect Fionna to do something… unexpected.The mages in Grimley’s pack came streaming out of the house. Most of them went out the front door because I’d started the alleged fire in the kitchen, which was in the back of the house, on the east side. Fionna, being the tricky mage that she is, had opened a portal right on the other side of the front door so that every single one of the mages who ran out that exit sprinted right int
I didn’t bother to get a ride back to Brookstone the next day. It was clear that no one wanted to drive out there anyway, and it wasn’t as if it was a necessity. We had other ways of getting there, after all.I volunteered to change my wolves into birds so they could fly with us, but all of them passed on that. They said they weren’t used to flying and were afraid they’d fall out of the sky or something. Like I’d let that happen. I’d rolled my eyes, but since most of the area around where we’d stayed the night before was woodsy and rural, we decided it would be okay for them to walk out into the woods and shift there. The rest of us would fly over.My wolves weren’t going to be entering the property until after I knew the situation in the house. Once I knew whether we were on the defensive or the offensive, I woul
It was difficult to get rooms with enough beds for all of us, but my wolves decided they could always shift into their wolf forms and sleep on the floor, and since most of them didn’t sleep much anyway, we went with that. I was definitely going to be sleeping that night, though. I was so tired, I could barely keep my eyes open to discuss the plan for the next day. Fighting mages is hard work--apparently.“So what is our plan for tomorrow?” Kaylee asked. We were gathered in the room she and I were sharing, all of us sitting on the beds, the floor, and the small sitting area. “I take it we’re going right back there since you wanted to stay so close, Harlow.”“Yeah, we need to go right back over there and take care of things once and for all,” I said. “We just need a plan that will get rid of Grimly Grouse as s
With the ground shaking beneath our feet, the mages lifted themselves up into the air. I pulled up my wolves, too, but that didn’t help save my house. The thought of Grimly Grouse destroying my family home was enough to make me want to set his hair on fire.The ground was cracking beneath us now, some of them were at least a foot across. The idea of one of my people dropping inside of one of them was enough to make me want to fly everyone out of there and back to our rental right away.“Kaylee,” I shouted, wanting to try to fix the problem beneath us and keep my wolves out of danger. “Can you take over for me?”“You mean… float them?” she asked. “All of them?”“We can all help,” Liam said from the o
Looking around at my mages, I tried to determine who I needed to help and who was okay on their own. Liam was taking on a large male mage with a nose ring and the appearance of horns coming out of his bald head. I assumed those were placed there by magic, and he didn’t really have horns growing out of his head, but it was difficult to know for sure. “Give it up, Harlow!” I heard Grimly shout from far behind the line of advance. “I have more reserves. You cannot win.” It was difficult for me to keep my eye on this brute that was about to knock Liam out and respond to the maniac in the back. I decided to ignore Grouse and concentrate on Liam’s predicament. I was fairly far away from the fight, and there were other engagements going on between me and Liam, but I couldn’t let that stop me. The devil guy with the horn
The mages from Brookstone were slowly walking toward us, their long cloaks in a rainbow of colors not even moving from the wind they made, their steps were so even and slow. I stared at them for a long moment, trying to determine what the best thing to do was. A quick estimate told me that there were probably about thirty of them, which meant my team was outnumbered about five to one as mages went. The wolves would be able to help a little, but not much. They were mostly there to fight off any wolves that came our way, and Grimly Grouse had stopped using those, pulling out the big guns instead.We really only had two choices. We could stand there and fight and probably get annihilated because we were outnumbered so badly, or we could run away, regroup, and figure out when and how we should come back. I was really starting to lean toward Plan B, but when I looked at the faces of my packmates, I could tell t
I took advantage of the fearful flicker I’d seen in Grimley Grouse’s eyes and hit him with a bolt of power before he had much time to expect it. He got his hands up, but it wasn’t enough to completely deflect it. I ended up hitting him hard enough to knock him backward almost to the edge of the stream. The other mages around him took a few seconds to stare in shock before they remembered they had powers and could possibly do something to help him.They weren’t going to be able to help him, though. My mages were all ready, so before any of the red cloaked mages could hit me with their powers, mine had their hands up, shooting rays of light to counteract the ones directed at me. I watched the magic around me bend and shift, redirecting back the way it was coming. A few of the red mages were knocked off balance, but none of them went flying the way that Grouse did, probably because mos
I heard the first sounds of battle coming from my left, to the southwest of the house, but I couldn’t tell who it was that was caught up first by the wolves coming from Brookstone. I thought that Raven and Tony had been the furthest to the south, but I wasn’t certain. I decided I should fly over there and have a look. Of course, by the time I got over there, there was a good chance the rest of my wolves would be under attack as well since we’d seen the wolves shooting through the forest at an incredible rate spread out in a line. As I landed, I heard the sounds of battle echoing across the forest as Grimly Grouse’s wolves collided with mine. This wasn’t going to be pretty. I changed back into my mage form as soon as my feet touched the ground and immediately fired a