A Shadowlander’s Dream: Book Three - Rules of the Flesh
Written by Kathryn K Williams
Chapter Fifty
Amy tried to hold the struggling girl down with all her might, the floating eyes had disappeared through the ceiling a moment before and she wanted to go after it, but needed to attend to the squirming girl first. “Will you help me?” She cried out to Angelina as she desperately tried to grab for the straps that were tucked under the mattress so the others did not notice them. April had begun clawing at her body only moments after the strange light emerged from her body. She thrashed about below Amy, her shirt sliding up revealing scars that covered her chest. Amy stared for a second, wondering how the girl could have got the injuries, only to snap out of it and fought with the strap on the opposite side of the bed in an attempt to keep the girl from harming herself anymore then she already was.
The angel simple stared until Amy’s cried for help cut through her senses and she rushed around the bed to retrieve the other end of the strap and hand it to Amy, watching as she latched the two ends together across April’s chest. Without hesitation Amy grabbed the girl’s hand and slipped it into one of the cloth wrist shackles and bound the girl’s arm to the side of the bed. Angelina watched Amy and carefully mimicked the girl’s movements, pain filling her eyes as she watched April struggle against her restraints.
When April was secure Amy turned to look around at the other sleeping forms around her. Caitlin was slumped over in the chair, her body twitching ever so slightly. Amy quickly moved to straighten the girl up and tucked a blanket around her neck. There was not much more she could do for the girl. Finally she spun around to face the Death Sister that stood at the side of April’s bed.
“Who is here?” She finally asked, desperate to understand what was happening.
Angelina’s eyes never left April as she gently wiped a sweat covered bang from the girl’s face and fixed her shirt to cover the scars, “Draigo.” She simply stated.
Amy rushed around the bed to Angelina and grabbed the girl by the shoulders, forcing her to turn and look at her, “What did you say? Don’t tell me you brought that monster here with you?”
Angelina sighed and nodded.
“Did you know he was in that girl when you brought her here?” Amy demanded.
Angelina took a long breath and closed her eyes, “I suspected he was the reason for this girl’s woes, but I was not entirely certain. She has a very tormented mind you see.”
Amy slumped down in a nearby chair and placed her face in her hands, “Oh lords what are we going to do?”
“He wants her.” Angelina stated calmly, “He will leave them if he can have her.”
Amy looked up at the girl in shock and bewilderment, “So you just gave her up to him? What were you thinking?”
Angelina shook her head, “He is still weak.” She said softly, “If they can stop a demon like Akaime, then they will have little trouble with the likes of him.”
Amy stormed over to Angelina and shook her, “What the hell were you thinking? If he gets his hands on them his brother will finally be free. Don’t you understand? This is what he wants. You handed them to him on a silver platter you stupid, stupid girl.” Amy regretted her words as soon as she said them. She wrung her hands through her hair in frustration, “Without Sofia here there is little we can do to stop him.”
Angelina shook her head, “There is a chance.” She said simply, “Brother sent help.”
Amy’s eyebrow arched in question, “Mirai? He knew this would happen?” She raised a hand and shook her head, “Forget I asked, of course he would know.” She let out a defeated sigh, “We need to get to the girls and warn them before Draigo gets to them.”
Angelina nodded in agreement and the two of them quickly crept through the clinic, careful not to wake any of the girls. As they reached the door they found it was raining once again. Winds howled like wild beasts circling their prey and nearly ripped the door from Amy’s hand as she pushed through them.
“How are we supposed to get to the dorms through all of this?” She called out over the waves of rain that slammed against the clinic, promptly soaking Amy’s front.
Angelina reached into the oversized sleeves of her cloak and pulled out a glass sphere. Lightly she tossed the orb into the air and it stopped eight feet up and hovered there, and then began to grown until the bottom partly vanished into the ground. Angelina stepped into the sphere, and then gestured for Amy to follow. Amy found it completely dry inside the bubble, aside from the damp ground beneath her feet. Not even the raging winds reached them in the protection of the sphere. Angelina began to walk and the sphere followed overhead. Amy quickly stepped into place behind the angel and the two of them journey to through the darkness, the silhouette of the Western Dorm being lite up like a beacon by flashes of lightning in the distance. Amy hoped that they were not too late, and that the girl’s would be able to face this newest threat to their sanity.
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A rapping at the dorm doors awoke Kris from her slumber. She tried to get up when she realized that her arm was trapped under someone. She smiled down at Jenn as she untangled her arm from the girl’s grasp and started to get up. Suddenly another knocking came to the door and Kris felt an irritation fill her at whomever could be knocking as such a late hour. Her eyes turned to the window to see yet another storm was assaulting the windows. Flashes of lightening could be seen through the sheets of water that soaked the glass like a car through a car wash. She only hoped this meant that the Faceless would retreat to the wood instead of hovering outside the door windows.
Jessica stirred and stretched in her spot on the couch alone, “What’s up?” She muttered softly with a yawn.
Kris shrugged, “Whoever it is they better have a really good reason to be out so late.” Kris said as she scratched the back of her head, noticing that her hair was a mess and tried to fix it by combing her fingers through her hair. She reached the door as a third knocking began and put a finger to her lips in an attempt to quiet the knocker, “Hell, don’t you know there are people sleeping here?” She whispered at the door as she pulled back the curtains that covered the long windows to either side of the window and was surprised to see Amy standing beside a darkly clad person in a long cloak.
She swallowed hard at the sight of the figure, recalling one of the new girl’s mentioning her sister Angelina was spotted in the clinic recently. Amy waved at Kris through the glass; the look on her face relayed the worry that Kris felt in her heart. Nervously she fumbled with the latch on the door and put a finger to her lips as she opened the door, pointing out the sleeping forms around them.
Jessica hurriedly pulled off her blankets at the sight of Amy and quickly moved across the room, “We’re having a Slumber Party.” She informed the nurse in a hushed voice.
Amy gave a quick nodded, “I figured as much, hopefully it will help matters, maybe.” She muttered softly and quickly took in account the girl’s sleeping around them.
“So what brings you here?” Kris inquired, her eyes glued to her sister, who closed the door carefully behind her and stood close to Amy, her eyes never meeting Kris’s.
“Nothing good that is for sure.” Amy admitted regretfully, “We have a problem with one of the newcomers.” She thrust a thumb in Angelina’s direction, “Apparently the one Angelina brought with her had a demon slumbering inside of her.”
Kris slapped a hand over here eyes and slowly wiped it down her face, “What kind of demon?” She inquired with a long breath as she tried to control her temper.
“Draigo.” Amy stated with a swallow, “Angelina thinks he is after one of the girls. Any idea which one?”
“Kimberly.” A voice said from above them and they looked up in time to see Lauren materialize above them and slowly drift down beside them, one leg curled up under her and the other stretched out, the toe pointed towards the ground, as if she had jumped in slow motion. One arm crossed and cupping her elbow as the other flipped her bangs out of her eyes, “Or at least that is what I thought at first.” She glanced around the room studying the girls that lay around her and then dropped on Angelina and set stopped a foot above the ground, her legs partly curling up in fright, “Angelina!” She squeaked.
“A Ghost…” Amy spun around to glare at Angelina, “Is this who your brother sent to stop Draigo? A Dream Ghost?” She inquired frustrated as she jutted a finger at Lauren.
Lauren cringed against Amy’s words and Angelina nodded, “She is close to the girl and knows more about how her mind works. If Draigo gets a hold of her we need something to help us weave our way through her psyche. “
“What does he want with Kim?” Jessica inquired curiously.
Kris slumped against the wall, “The Child of Dream…” She breathed, “This can’t be happening.”
Angelina nodded, “He needs her to free his brother, Phobiore.”
“Phobiore?!?” Kris shot a look at her sister, “He could free that nightmare?”
Any sighed and nodded, “Unfortunately yes…”
“Child of Dream?” Jessica glanced from one girl to another, “What are you all talking about?”
Amy ignored the question as she pushed passed Jessica and moved over to the couch where Kim slept. Her eyes were clenched tight in a dream, but otherwise she seemed to be sleeping soundly. Her arms wrapped protectively around the small form of Penny. Amy reached out towards Kim and stopped, “It is really you?” She whispered softly, a tear forming in the corner of her eyes.
Kris approached the nurse cautiously, “Amy?” She whispered, glancing quickly down at Kim then back at Amy, “Is she really the Child?”
Amy stumbled backwards until her back was against the office wall and she wiped at her face nervously, her eyes scanning the group of girls sleeping before her. She mentally took a count of each one of them and stopped. Her eyes widening as she looked around again, “Where are the new girls?” She inquired worriedly.
Jessica’s eyes darted around the room from face to sleeping face, “Sarah… Amber?”
Emily’s head popped up from behind one of the couches, “What is going on?” She muttered. Here eyes fell on Amy and panic filled her eyes as she quickly got to her feet and nearly fell over, grabbing for the back of a couch for support.
“Have you seen Amber or Sarah?” Jessica asked worriedly.
A guilty look crossed Emily’s face and she quickly glanced down at Misty, who hide with her back to the couch, then back up at the girls, “Misty… well… uhhh….”
Jessica ran a hand through her hair at the sound of Misty’s name and worked he fingers into her temples, “We don’t need the full story, just where did they go?”
Emily pointed to the cafeteria, “The washroom I think.”
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To be Continued . . .
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