The Tale of Two Angels (School for Good and Evil fanfic)

Chapter 6

A WARNING, a bit of violence and bloodshed ahead, though I doubt that will deter any of you.

"So, did you find out what was bothering him?"

Rose shook her head as she held onto her brother's hand. Frost sighed. "You're too good for your own good, you know that-" His eyes widened. A world of white flickered into his vision, and he saw dark silhouettes leap from the trees on their left. "LOOK OUT!"

But Clement was already ducking and swinging the sack of gems, hitting a man in the chest and knocking him down. Scarlett sidestepped and pulled her husband out of the way before a knife could stab him. She brought her elbow down on her husband's assailant to knock him out, then spun around. "RUN!"

Frost turned a one-eighty and dragged his sister along, blinking as his eyes readjusted to the darkness of the forest.

"What are you doing?!" she cried. "Mom and Dad-"

"Can take care of themselves!" he shouted back. "They want us to run, so run!"

Rose stopped looking behind her and tried to focus. What just happened? They were walking, then those men jumped out. Their faces were covered in dirt and they were wearing black, as if they had been trying to hide. . . She remembered Mr. Deauville's face as he said that he was about to do something terrible. He wasn't following them anymore either. Rose swallowed the lump in her throat and ran as fast as she could. Now was not the time to cry over betrayal. Now was not to time to cry over what might be happening to their parents. Now was not the time to cry. . .

"Rose, when we're far enough, we have to fly, understand?"

Rose blinked away the tears and nodded. Frost gritted his teeth at the sight. He should've listened to the sense of mournful resignation the librarian had been giving off earlier. Now his family was suffer-

"STOP!"

The thundering of hooves followed the order behind them. Frost resisted the urge to glance back and focused. A brilliant light shone from his back, causing the pursuers to shield their eyes and their horses to rear up. Frost's wings rushed, sending him up into the sky with his sister in tow.

Rose tried not to scream even though she felt her arm being dislocated by the sudden pull. Frost didn't mean it, and there were worse things to be worried about. That didn't stop it from hurting though, and it took a while until she could summon her own wings with the pain and the panicky feeling of dangling in the air. When she flew high enough and let go of her brother, she hissed at the sharp pain.

Frost turned to her with worried eyes, but she shouted, "I'm fine!" before he could say anything.

The two of them flew side by side, neither knowing what to do. Their parents were likely captured if not killed by the villagers, they knew of no places they could flee to, and they were alone. Their only comfort was that they were far from the danger.

Or so they thought.

They had flown for some time when they saw the glow of a village in the distance. They went faster. Maybe they could get help, maybe someone would listen. But their hope for aid disappeared moments later. The town was the same size as the village they had left, and it had the same crooked tower, and church, and town square. With horror they realized that it was Gavaldon.