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Chapter Three- Confuse the Crap out of Iris Day
We almost made it to my house.
About a block before it, he caught us, exactly like I somehow knew he would.
We tried to duck down a different street, but he strode up to us and made sure we had no way of escape unless we wanted to jump into the busy street. India whimpered quietly, and I elbowed her.
“What do you want?” Deanna asked bravely.
When he smiled, chills went down my back. “I think you know.”
Deanna looked confused, “What are you talking about?”
His arm jerked out, ridged and unbending, with his pointer finger geared on me.
“You want, but..” I stuttered.
“Well, I would love to take all of you. But I have my orders… so just you it is.” He sneered.
Deanna and India turned to look at me, then back at the man.
“I have no idea why the heck you want her, but either way you can’t have her Boreas” Deanna snarled.
I looked at her startled, “You know this guy?”
She spun to look me in the eyes. “Um.. What?! No… I never said that.”
“Yes you did! You called him… Boris or something!”
“No…” Deanna’s eyes flitted in between me and the Boris dude. I could tell she was lying.
“Deanna, I want a straight answer.” I pleaded as Boris began to walk towards me.
“I really can’t tell you now” Deanna gritted her teeth and suddenly rushed the strange man.
He ducked out of the way, but Deanna turned and kicked him in the back so swiftly if I had blinked, I wouldn’t have seen it.
Boris turned slowly and smiled. “Very foolish of you Samantha. I would have thought you would be smarter than to mess with the likes of me.”
My eyes bugged out of my head. Samantha?! Who the heck was that?!
Deanna smiled slyly. “You don’t scare me one bit.” She put her hands out in front of her, and her eyes flashed defiantly.
“Oh. Is the little girl going to try a bit of her magic on me?” He put on a sympathetic look that hardened almost immediately “Nice try girlie”
“And your calling me stupid?!” Deanna laughed incredulously.
Before Boris could speak another word, shadows trickled off of the surrounding trees and began to collect in front of Deanna.
“Uh.. Deanna… how..?” I choked out.
“Shut up.”
I did as she said and sat in silence.
Boris glared at my friend. “Your pathetic.”
Deanna just smiled and opened her palms.
At first nothing happened. But the longer I watched, the darker and hazier Boris seemed to be. Then I realized that the shadows were crawling all over him.
He took another step toward me, but this one seemed a struggle, and he looked around confused.
“What is this?”
“I learned a new trick since we last met.” Deanna smirked.
The man began to choke and claw at his throat as the shadows closed in around him.
“This is not the -” His words were cut off as the darkness crept up over his mouth.
I stood unmoving, and tried not to make a sound as Boris disappeared.
“But where… did he go?” I asked perplexed.
Deanna shrugged. “I have no idea.”
“And this doesn’t worry you because…?” I glared at her.
“Because he’s not a problem right now.” Deanna began to walk away.
“Wait a second. Your going to leave me here?!” I yelled after her.
India grinned innocently at me “I’m sorry we can’t explain anything. Try to forget you ever saw this.” She began to follow Deanna.
“Hey! Seriously?! You guys are going to let me be unprotected?! Come on! What if he comes back? What am I supposed to do then?!” I began to jog down the street after the two.
“Stop following us. You can’t go where we are about to go” Deanna marched briskly, trying to keep ahead of me.
I sprinted to catch up then pivoted so that I was in front of her.
“Tell me what is going on.” I demanded.
Deanna stared intently into my eyes. “Forget you ever saw us. Forget we were ever here, forget anything happened. We walked home, and then you went into your house and it was normal.”
I gave her a skeptical laugh “Uh.. No. How about not. How about you just tell me what’s happening and then maybe I’ll go home depending on how well you explain. “
Deanna shook her head nervously. “That usually works on mortals…”
India seemed confused. “That always works.” Her eyes went from my head down to my feet like she was seeing a new person.
“Guys. Why are you acting so weird?! I’m the same as I was yesterday. Or last year. I’m Iris! Come on!” I protested.
Deanna seemed to connect something that I was unaware of.
“Ali- I mean, India, I think we should bring her back to the house.”
India focused back on Deanna. “Why? … oh…” She trailed off as something registered. “Okay… if your sure.”
“I think so” Deanna said.
So I guess I wasn’t going to be left behind after all. I had no idea what the heck just happened in that whole exchange, but for now, I didn’t care, just as long as I wouldn’t have to try facing that awful Boris guy alone.
I walked beside the two other girls, not sure what to make of them any more. I mean… the dude had called Deanna… Samantha. And Deanna had almost called India something else… something that started with an A.
I made sure some distance was between us, cause I sure as heck didn’t want to be caught in those shadows. There were several minutes of awkward silence, until we reached the end of the block.
I guess today was confuse the crap out of Iris day because nothing seemed to make sense. The air was still that day. There were no leaves rustling in the trees, and no noticeable breeze. So why did I just see Deanna’s hair ripple with the wind?
I blanched as a stronger gust blasted across my face. Where was this coming from?
And then, seeming to come out of the wind, was a man.
“Oh yay. Another one.” I grumbled.
Deanna came to a shuddering halt before she nearly slammed into the hulking figure in front of us.
“Hmm… your brother sent you huh?” She growled.
The man shook his head slowly back and forth. “No. I just want a piece of this for myself. “
His gaze fell on me and I took a step back, his eyes so venomous that it almost hurt.
“You…” He whispered, his voice like the breeze.
“What do you people want from me?!” I sighed frustrated.
“Don’t play games” His voice was now a hiss.
I stomped over to face him, feeling like chewing someone out. And he seemed like the perfect guy to let loose on. I smiled a little. This was going to be fun.
“Well excuse me for not knowing what the heck is going on here! Sorry that I can’t explain all the details right now,” I laughed sarcastically, “but you know what, screw you! I’m sick of you people treating me like a piece of meat, and telling me that I know what’s happening when I so clearly DON’T! So if you could move, THAT WOULD BE NICE!!!” my voice rose to a shriek as I grew angrier. “I HAVE BEEN MORE CONFUSED IN THE LAST HALF HOUR THAN I HAVE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE! AND THAT INCLUDES LEARING GEOMETRY! SO GET OUT OF MY FRICKEN’ WAY!”
I could tell Deanna and India were behind me, and that they weren’t sure what to do. At this point, I was just as mad as them as I was this man.
His eyes were wide as he backed away. He must have thought I had a weapon or something because he immediately began to stutter out lame excuses. I mean seriously, what did he think I carried that would make him run like that?
But even as he ran, I could see something coming in behind him.
“Is there no end?!” I asked the heavens.
I got a thundering sound in response.
I blinked. “Well… that was certainly odd…”
Deanna pulled India over next her. “Its Zephyr.”
India nodded knowingly, while I stood there and gaped at them like a fish out of water.
“Okay, so you guys can honestly tell me that you’ve met this guy before?”
India nodded again. “We have. And we can’t explain anything. We’ve told you this”
Deanna pulled something out of her pocket. It seemed to be shimmering, and I couldn’t really tell what it was. But from what I could see, it was sharp.
India just stood there, not revealing some hidden weapon. I tried to run to stand by them, because no matter what their names were, they were my friends and I wanted to help. But oddly, when I tried to reach them, something slowed me down, turning my legs to Jell-O.
I just… I don’t know what happened. One second, I was almost there, and the next, the man was upon them, beating them down. I didn’t know what he was hitting them with, and I didn’t care, all I was thinking in those seconds was about how to help them.
It never works out as I plan.
Things went down pretty quickly. Deanna took a blow to the head and fell to the pavement motionless, where the man smashed the thing into her temple. It was odd, but she didn’t even seem to put up a fight, just collapsed to the asphalt. That was so unlike her. I ignored this though, because my focused shifted towards India.
She stood her ground and dodged the first swing her way. India rolled on the pavement so that she was in back of him, and kicked his legs out from underneath him.
He roared in retaliation, and a blast of wind knocked her into the gravel. Her head slammed against a rock and I heard her moan in pain. India sat up slowly and put her hands out in front of her, as if in defense, and I knew that feeble attempt wouldn’t do anything in the way of protection. I fought the slow motion and got with in a few feet of her, before her eyes rolled back in her head. The man brought his club behind him for more speed, and hit her again and again. I turned away, choking on my tears.
I waited until there was no more movement and began to inch away, trying not to throw up. But I sort of fail at sneakiness. I knew I had to do something and fast. The guy was right there, and I could feel his eyes turn to me.
The man, Zephyr I think they called him, held up his weapon and I watched it whiz towards me. I ducked, narrowly missing a bludgeoning. His face was blurred, like I was wearing too strong prescription glasses, and I couldn’t focus on his movement long enough to figure out where he was going to hit next.
I lasted no more than a minute.
He swung, and I fell, the jell-o falling away of course, so my landing wasn’t slowed down at all. I thudded on the black top and groaned quietly. I would feel that tomorrow.
If I lived to see it.
Something connected with my head, and I passed out.
My eyes fluttered open and I moaned. I immediately sat up, which was a mistake, because my head spun and I collapsed back onto the pavement. That was the first time I had ever been unconscious for any amount of time other than sleep.
I guess its not much different than sleeping, just that you don’t wake up feeling refreshed and well rested like you do after a nap. Instead you feel weak and crappy.
I searched around for Deanna and India, and I found them lying on the ground by me. India had a pool of blood surrounding her, and Deanna didn’t look like she was breathing. This couldn’t be good.
I tried to hold back sobs as I crawled over to them, trying not to disturb anything.
Grabbing onto India’s wrist, I checked for a pulse, and upon finding none, I checked her neck. Nothing.
CPR seemed like the best thing to try, but I hadn’t ever had to do it before and I knew it couldn’t help her now. India was dead. And somehow it was my fault.
My head thumped down on India’s stomach and I cried into her shirt. A few minutes later it registered in my mind that I had my face pressed into a dead girl even if she was my formerly best friend. I quickly wiped my face, grimacing.
Next, I checked Deanna, hoping I could revive her in some way, but as I checked her over, I found that Deanna wouldn’t be waking either.
I stared at the two of them in horror. My best friends. Dead.
My phone vibrated, and I slid it open to see that I had been out for around two hours.
Three hours ago, we were happy, laughing ,eating together… and now…
I curled up in a ball on the asphalt, the sobs wracking my body. My eyes slid close and I wanted to pass out again, I wanted to not remember the still faces of my friends. But I didn’t know how.
After some time, I collected my senses and I realized that I couldn’t stay here much longer. If the police found these bodies… I might be accused of something.
So I stood up, brushed myself off and tried to stop crying. Of course, that didn’t work, but hey, worth a try.
I looked both ways on the street, trying to figure out which way to go. I had no idea where Deanna was headed, or even where we were.
This caused the tears to come faster, but yet somehow I got an idea. What if one of my friends had something in their pockets that could help?
I stooped over India’s still form and felt like a graver robber as I searched her. I’m such a bad person, stealing from the dead. My dead best friends!
I moved on to Deanna, and I checked her sweat shirt. What I found surprised me. A folded up piece of paper, and three heavy gold coins, along with a lighter silver one, fell out into my hands. My eyes widened as I unfolded the picture. A map was scrawled out on the otherwise blank paper.
I looked at the names of the streets and saw that I was standing on the corner of James street, which the arrow followed down.
I spun around and went in the direction that it showed, going until the line curved down another path.
The arrows brought me in many different directions, until, exhausted, I stumbled onto a porch. The map blurred together, but I was in the spot that the X was drawn over. So I knocked on the door.
No one answered, but the knob turned easily, so I shuffled inside, hoping that I would be able to find some place to sleep. Instead, I found an open space. The ceilings were high, and chandeliers swung from the from them. A stair case lead somewhere to another floor, but I couldn’t tell what it looked like after it veered off into the darkness. The entry way was one area all covered with marble, and various columns interrupted the largeness of it.
There was a counter sitting about a hundred feet away from me and a woman stood behind it.
“How may I help you” she drawled, and I flinched at the sound of her voice
“I…” my head spun and I tried to remember what I had planned on saying when I got to the address.
The woman took in my expression, and the tattered mess of my clothes with one glance. “Do you need some place to sleep tonight?’
“Uh… ” I said intelligently, hardly able to keep my eyes open.
The middle aged woman walked briskly towards me and held out her arm so that I could lean on her. I assumed that she was going to bring me upstairs, but I didn’t know if I could make it up that far.
So of course, I slumped against her and fell asleep.
