𝑊𝐴𝑁𝑇 𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆 (locke and key gabe)

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An; the ending of this chapter is my favourite thing. ever.

also this little thing --- is for big skips because honestly, i don't have the effort for some of these big chunks, but if youve watched the show, you know what happened 

The shadows were alive. They moved with a strange fluidity, like blue-black ink through water. They were everywhere, too many to fight. Too many to run from. They were ripping, shredding, destroying. Prowling Key House with purpose and menace, they were destruction incarnate. Nightmares personified. All things bad and wrong and twisted in this world. 

Elongated fingers clawed at bodies. Bodies of those she loved. Her mom, Uncle Duncan, her siblings, her friends, Gabe. Their screams echoed through the hall, their blood stained plush carpets, it ran down the stairs in thick red rivers. Everything was red. All blood and burning and passion and pain. She couldn't breathe or move. She was frozen and powerless. 

Then the shadows morphed and blended and contorted into a figure. All harsh lines and sharp edges, made from shadows and darkness and power. Dodge. 

Her eyes were set on Avery, and the screams of her loved ones quieted and dulled, until the only sound that remained was the rhythmic clicking of her heels against the ground. Closer and closer and closer until she was mere inches away from the trembling girl. 

Her smirk widened into a feline smile, and she bent down to press her lips to Avery's ear. She whispered something, in a tongue much like the hissing call of magical keys, and Avery strained to decipher her words. 

Her eyes fluttered open to a frantic tapping on her shoulder, a whispering in her ear. Avery rolled to see Bode crouched beside her bed. 

"What time is it?" She grumbled.

Her little brother snorted. "Almost lunchtime. Tyler said to get you up because there's been a 'development'."

Avery groggily threw the covers off her body. "What sort of development?" She asked, wandering into her ensuite. 

"Uncle Dunc remembers magic- or sort of." 

Avery splashed water onto her face. "How?"

She'd know her Uncle had had some involvement in the magical keys, but she had also known that adulthood had taken his memories. She had no idea it was possible to restore them.

"Kinsey and Tyler found his memories and put them back into his head," Bode told her.

Avery furrowed her brows, "That's possible?"

Her little brother nodded as she dabbed her face with a towel. "But he's all jumbled up, he doesn't know what's real and what isn't. But Kinsey saw a key in his memories that can put him back to normal and make him remember everything." Bode had a habit of making little sense.

She sighed, "Why does everything exiting happen when I'm asleep?"

"They're looking for it now, but Tyler thinks that the Key might be at school, so he told me to wake you up." Bode shrugged, "Plus, your boyfriend is downstairs."

She straightened at that, "He's not my-"

"He's talking to mom." 

Avery's face fell. "Shit. Okay."

Not bothering to do her skincare, get changed, or even brush her hair, Avery darted downstairs hurriedly. He mom was good at embarrassing her to boys. Even if they weren't her boyfriend.