Some Strange Type of Peculiar Love

The Bees

Fiona's POV

The wights ushered us out of the train at gun point. The first gunshot cleared the whole station so it was just us. Where's Hugh?
"I see you!" Millard was caught stripping, again.
"You need to practice!" Hissed Enoch.
"How will he do that if we're going to die!"
"Shut up Horace!"
"Shut up all of you!"
I shrunk back between Jake and Enoch. There were 3 wights, 2 at the end and one leading us. The tallest one was at the back with a small handgun, he had brown hair and pale white skin. There were two others in the front. The short fat one who was balding on the top seemed to be the leader. The last one had lemon blonde hair.
"Follow us. If any of you move out of line or even look like you're thinking of it, I'll shoot." The small one said.  He held his riffle in the air and hit Jake in the stomach with the butt of it. He stumbled back but I pushed him forward lightly to stabilize him. He muttered a quick thanks and we kept walking. The station was surrounded by a field of thick wild flowers. Hopefully Hugh was there hiding. Suddenly I heard Olive scream.
"Don't look my little magpie!" Bronwyn pulled Olive close to her and Claire ran to Enoch. I saw what she was looking at, 4 dead horses. Jenny was there too, her breathing was irregular and raspy. I broke the line and ran to her. I placed my hands on her and whispered to her.,I saw my tears drop down onto her cheek.
"It's ok."
"No it's not! You're dying."
I heard a gunshot, the wight fired into the air.
"Get back here or I'll shoot!" The one at the back held his gun towards me.
"Ezra! Get her back in line!" The brown haired man, Ezra, cocked his gun.
"Fiona!" Yelled Emma.
I threw my arms up in surrender and turned back to say one last goodbye to Jenny, but the life already left her eyes.

We walked for ages. My feet were tired and I was starting to slow down when I saw a small white chipped shack up ahead. The wight opened the door. I saw Bekhir and his men tied up on the floor. Millard ran to him, probably to ask about Radi.
"I told you, I've never seen these kids before!"
"Liar! Why did the invisible boy talk to you then?"
"I've-"
"Shut up!"
The blonde wight grabbed us and threw us in a single file line.
"You," he shoved the end of his gun in Horace's face.
"Where's your ymbryne?"
"Don't tell him!" Shouted Emma.
He sighed. "I'll tell you."
I scanned the ground for dirt or a broken floorboard and found one next to me, if only I had some vines left. Wait, I have the seeds from the animals. I dug them out and scattered a few into the cracks of the floorboards.
Horace was still talking.
"She's in the drawer."
The short fat man stepped forward.
"What drawer?" He turned to face the lemon haired man.
"Eli! You didn't check for luggage?"
"N-no."
"GO NOW!"
"Yes Mr. White! Sorry Mr. White!."
The lemon haired boy scurried out of the door.
His name was Mr. White, how ironic.
"Now," he said turning to Horace. "What drawer is she in?"
"The drawer she's always been in."
"Go on,"
"Horace don't!" Cried Bronwyn.
"Shut your gob!" Ezra jabbed his gun at Bronwyn.
"QUIET!" He quieted down before turning to Horace. The vein on his head was damn near bursting. He smiled strangely. "Continue."
"She's still in the drawer."
"What drawer?" He said increasingly frustrated.
"Your mothers knicker drawer you dirty pig!" He spit in Mr. White's face. Mr. White lunged forward and hit him, knocking him out cold.
I quickly crouched down and commanded the vines to grow. I heard Enoch yell an atta boy to Horace.
"Mr. White, maybe we should keep this one," His fingers were trailing down Emma's back and onto her torso. Her hands were growing hot behind her back.
"What for?"
"For....experimentation?"
Mr. White smiled. "You dirty scoundrel you!" They smiled each other like friends would over the last piece of pie.  "You can have her." Suddenly I felt him turn towards me.
"You!"
I felt the vines struggle under the floor boards.
"Hey you!" He was talking to me. I kept focusing, commanding the brittle vines to slip through the cracks. Finally one shot up. It was small but it was a start.
"Fiona!"
I looked up to see the gun pointed at my head, but I kept my hand on the ground.
"Stop it!" It was Jake.
He clicked back the gun.
"I said stop!" He shouted at me, his teeth were pointy and yellow. We're hollows teeth like that? Was he still halfway formed?
"Stop syndrasti!"
Mr. White turned to Bekhir,
"I thought-"
My vines clamped around his foot but he quickly shook them off
"You little-" He pointed his gun at me and I squinted my eyes shut, preparing to die.
Suddenly Ezra screamed, his face melted off.
"Yes syndrasti!"
Mr. White walked over to Bekhir and stuck a knife into his thigh. He tipped over and howled in pain. Then I heard it,
Buzzing
Hugh. I never thought about how many bees were in that field, probably thousands. All the sudden the room got dark, then the glass broke.
"Get down!" Jake yelled.
I put my hands over my head and crawled to the corner. One of Bekhir's men hovered over me in a protective way, it reminded me of my dad. Mr. White shot his gun about 10 times before the buzzing was gone. My ears were ringing but I was otherwise unharmed. I looked everyone over, we all seemed to be ok, even Bekhir and his men. Mr. White was covered in bee stings, he looked like he was covered in red pimples.
Where was Hugh?

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