for the love of christ stop reading this { Cult of the Cryptids fan story. }

15 Fireworks { Chapter 12 }

Adrian scoffed. "She always gets hurt, this time she drags us into trouble. Last time, she go-" Adrian was punched in the face. I was standing over him. I was filled with rage. "Shut the hell up, don't say that about her. The only reason she was hurt was because she used herself as your shield. She took the hits that would be for you, you are ungrateful and deserve to the organs beaten out of you. And if you don't shut your mouth, I'll just do it myself." Adrian's face went from shocked, to furious, to guilt. "Your right.." he said, dusting his shirt off as he stood up. "We're going to save her."

Adrian, Ash, Pluto, Felix and I were sitting around a torn map. "This is the plan," Adrian said, pointing to the church. "We sneak in via the vents and snatch her, light the place on fire and boom! Saved!" Ash thought. "But what if theres innocent people in there? What if they catch us? Where will you get the fire?" I watched a smile form on Adrian's face. "I may or may not have brought an entire 15 boxes of fireworks." Ash stared at him. "I agree with the redhead, we need to go onto this with force. Violence, maybe even eat a few people while we're at it. " "Something tells me that this is what Lynx has been planning this entire time, we'd save her, and while we're at it, blow up the building." Yeah! That's something she would do. "Let's combine the plan, we sneak in and grab her, get the innocents out and BLOW THE PLACE UP!" I yelled. "We're missing the most important part, the place is literally crawling with cryptids. We'll never get in there..'' Cartoon Cat had a grim look. And then it turned into a angry glare. "I'm the top do- cat, top cat of this place. If I command them to let us through, they will." Cartoon Dog nodded. "Hold on, what if this isn't even their doing? The cryptids, Moth Man. He wouldn't just take Lynx like that, he knows her. And he's really a recluse. I think they're controlling the cryptids..'' silence weighed in the air. I thought. "That seems a bit likely, but why worship something if you take control of it? That's like me.. like me uhhm..." I thought, trying to make a good example. I couldn't, nothing could be compared to this situation.  Can't tell me twice. I got up, and grabbed the crowbar from the box of weapons. I slammed it against my palm, doing what those villains do in movies. It was time to end this.