The screeching sound of train breaks split my eardrums in half and I winced from the loud noise. Train cars the size of houses were scattered on random rails while another pile was off to the side, rusted wheels resting in the dirt.
I jumped up and followed Nathan, who ducked behind another car. Keeping my body lowered to the ground, I hid from the bright sun pocketing sunshine through some dark clouds. The cool wind was cutting through the holes previously embedded in my sleeves, but it kept me hidden so the battered shirt stayed on. Nathan's midnight fur was enough to keep him from being spotted. But now that it was light, all of these dark clothes only made us more suspicious and conspicuous.
I looked at the rail cars driving by, looking for the number
I stayed motionless, worrying of the man was going to come back and call us out on our illegal manner of transportation. Nathan didn't hardly move as he also waited for the same thing, eager for the train to start moving so we can feel safe again. He was still pressed firmly against my back and I could feel the heave of his chest as he breathed evenly in the dark. It was a while before the train whistle finally went off and the train jerked from the release of the breaks. Relief flooded over me and I started to stand. Nathan vetoed my action by staying still, pressing his heavy muscles over me. “Nathan, let me get up,” I demanded harshly, wanting to escape his cl
“Yes what?” Nathan's lip curled up slightly in amusement. “You know I can still read some of your thoughts. Yes, I killed kids. Is that really the reason you went with that guy? Because he told you about my past?” “No, I told you I didn't grab his hand, he took mine.” “Whatever,” he said, still not believing me. I shook my head. “So why did you do it?” Nathan leaned his head back on the rusty car and peered at me down his nose. “It's a long story.&r
I didn't know what time it is, but I know it's late. It took us a while to completely leave the train grounds, seeing as though the property was huge and there were people everywhere, but nobody really seemed to question our presence and we slipped out smoothly. The sun has set behind the mountains and the street lights and countless fast-food restaurants were the only shining things in the darkness of the night. The moon and stars were completely covered by the thick, heavy rainclouds threatening to spill all over us. Every once in a while, we would see a few people lingering around, but Nathan just shot them a nasty glare, pulled me closer to his side, and we walked right
I woke in utter darkness. A few moments passed before I remembered where I was. The gym. The high school. I was hiding with Nathan, and I guess we both must have fallen asleep. Then I realized it; all the lights were off. The air around me suddenly felt harder to breathe. My hands groped in the darkness. I opened my mouth to speak, but just before I could, I felt a finger press firmly against my lips. Nathan was silencing me. The only light that displayed itself was the light leaking through the crack in the gym doors. It was just enough light to see Nathan. He was sitting up and sat utterly st
We finally pulled off the hallway. I haven't been able to sleep, no matter how tired I was. I offered to drive because Nathan also looked like the Walking Dead, but he refused and insisted on driving because he actually knew where it was. Which I guess was right. The gas station came into view and I had a horrible sense of deja-vu. In another small town just trying to get gas—let's hope this one isn't getting robbed. I wasn't soaked anymore, but I was caked in crusted mud, head-to-toe. Nathan looked a lot better than I did because he didn't have to roll around in the mess, but still looked pretty dirty. As soon as we pulled up, he told me to go rinse off in the bathroom sink as he filled up the tank.
Familiar trees started surrounding us on the small, winding road. The small car we got was barely able to climb up this mountain, but slowly, it sputtered along the hills. I had mixed feelings about seeing the house again. I mean, if it was still standing and hidden, it's probably where Claire and Junto were hiding. But seeing that Blake was a Spiritwalker has started to disintegrate my hope. There was only one way to find out who survived, but I don't know if I could live with myself knowing I got my friends killed. Nathan cut the engine as we came to the front of the house. The beautiful garden was dead and deflated, void of any color. The ivy snaking around the structure were just dead vines and made the house look haunting.
My breathing ceased from breathing and fear made my heart stop as I read the paper. I fall back to the chair, clutching the letter in my hand. Hurriedly, I skim the other papers in the pile, each one confirming even more that Stephan Night was the man behind that dreadful night. I found the last letter in the stack.15 DecemberTo Stephan Night,I have made progress on my developments, and I am pleased to declare that I have succeeded on breaking the imprint bond. I would recommend that you proceed with the Gathering so we can get this done as quickly as possible.
“What did you just say to me?” I asked, taking a step away from Nathan and crossing my arms over my chest. “The Night Shade Pack. They all said you were dead. What are you doing here?” “I think I should ask you that,” Nathan rumbled behind me. Ryan straightened his spine and looked at Nathan. “Don't question my motives. Now tell me why you are here.” “What, rather than six feet under?” Nathan spat, moving a little closer to Ryan. I saw another impending f
The constant beeping was the first thing I noticed when I woke up. My eyes fluttered slightly, but the flooding of light caused me to close my eyes again. The loud beeping continued, seeming to change patterns and noises like an alarm clock. I tried to open my eyes again, and this time, it worked. Bright, clean white walls were glaring through the blinding pure lights. A sterile smell sunk into my nose as a too-familiar smell kicked my brain into panic. It smelled just like the Keepers. The beeping picked up and got more rapid as my fear escalated and I felt my hands start to tremble. If I was back at the Keepers, I knew there was no hope of me ever getting out again. I was
A headache started pulsating behind me eyes and I closed my eyes against the bright light urging it on.“You wanna know the best part of owning a hotel and being a leader of the AKO? Getting an inside look to supernatural's lives. You left your dream back in that hotel room. And it was then I realized you were connected to everything that destroyed me.”The guy next to me cocked the gun. “So, Elana, you need to tell us something if you want a chance of saving your arm.”I shook my head, but instantly regret it as my headache returns instantly. I opened my eyes to glare at her. “You know this is wrong, Nina. You know there is another way to find out the Spirit's weaknesses. Sacrificing people is never okay, even if you believe it's for the greater good of mankind. Your family would be ashamed to see you like this. It's—”“I'm not arguing with you!” Nina exploded. “You can't tell me what i
I felt her head jerk to the side under mine and lost it. I fell on top of her, bawling. Her blood was cold against my cheek and I didn't dare open my eyes. Some noises sounded, somewhere between a cry and scream. The awful noises continued, one after the other and filled the empty room and hallway in their obvious agony. I realized it was me. I was making those noises. I didn't care and clung to her body, whimpering apology after apology. I let out cries, gurgled by my constricted throat. Tears and snot ran freely down my face and directly onto her limp body. Her skin was already losing its warmth and the stench of metallic blood filled all my senses. But I didn't care as I clung to
I froze as the door shook behind me. I felt shivers tickle up and down my body and I turned so fast my hair swung around and smacked my face. I shoved the ponytail back and studied the door. The sound is coming from the basement. And there was only one thing left down there. The door banged again and I jumped from the loud sound. The fear kicked my brain back into gear and I turned around, bolting back down the hall and to the room we just came from. I snatched Claire's wrist on my way, seeing that she was in the same trance I was. After I grabbed her arm, she sprung off her cemented feet and ran after me. I ripped the door open and nearly screamed when I saw what was on th
“Oh, no. Go, go, go!” I yelled urgently as Nathan practically carried Hyene up the steps. We bound into the hallway and I quickly slammed the door shut behind us, then pushed a nearby couch in front of it. “That's not going to hold it for long,” Nathan murmured as we flew down the hallway. I just hoped someone already had the Land Rover fired up and ready to go. The Spirit finished its work on the crazy man and was now after us. As we neared the front door, I saw familiar lights of the land rover in the distance. Claire had managed to get the car and Trysten was now loading everybody in. As we made it to the vehicle, I jumped into the the passenger seat door
I stepped gingerly into a dark hallway and looked to my left. Claire was tip-toeing next to me. I couldn't quite understand what was going on, but I knew the boys were in trouble. Don't ask me how, but I just knew. A large duffel bag weighed down my right side, heavy contents making it nearly impossible to keep upright. I looked over to Claire again and realized she had two bags, one draped over each shoulder. I tried to stay light on my feet as I made my way down the hall. When I got to a door, I could feel Nathan behind it. I swallowed my fear and leaned my face onto the crack of the open door. I was expecting another office or room of some sort, but instead, it was a lit stairwel
Dinner was a bad idea. Not only was it painfully awkward, but we hadn’t known anybody there.Gabriel sat at the opposite side of the room and at a different table, and regardless of my constant checking, there was no way to point out the little boy I spent months with. He just simply wasn’t here.But if he wasn’t here, where was he?Nathan laid a gentle hand on my elbow. “It’s a full moon.”I hadn’t even noticed. I’ve been so preoccupied lately with everything else that was going on, I didn’t even notice it was the full moon.“We’re going on a run. You can ride my back like you did before, that way you can keep up.”I smiled wide. “Was that a challenge?”Nathan liked my response and smiled back.“I appreciate the offer, but I really need to do some planning. I have to figure out our next move now that Liam or Derek aren’t here.&rdquo
A rickety old hotel stood, barely hanging on to any sight of life. I was begging myself that Gabriel wouldn't pull his vehicle into the establishment, and I let out a disappointed sigh when he did. Nathan seemed to have the same feeling. I thought we were on the highway towards a nice place where they put the survivors. Imagine my surprise when we pull up to this mess. The dark boards of the foundation made the house look like it was built in the 1700's. The windows were mostly boarded and the few that weren't I wished were. The boards hanging onto the roof were scattered and sticking up in random places as if someone tacked them on at a later date. Although the house was surrounded with green grass, that did little to help the place look taken care of.
I stood straight up from my position against the railing. “Wait, you said Derek and Liam disappeared at the same time?” Junto’s eyebrows scrunched together and slowly stood as well. “Well, by the time we had come back, they were both gone. Why?” I walked off the bridge, abandoning the lake beauty and running straight for the forest. “We have to get back! Is Gabriel still here?” Junto shrugged. “I don’t really know, I just came out to check on you while Nathan went to look