Drive (The Badlands Series) Book 4

Chapter Two: Returning To Americana

The Storytellers returned to Americana with Stella in the lead. She took them straight to the White Castle only to find Emlyn was gone. However, Ginger was there pretending like nothing had happened, "wheres Emlyn?" Stella asked her suspiciously. 

"She went out for a drive; she's been waiting on your return. She seemed super stressed about Camilla returning." Ginger responded, a devious smile playing on her lips.

"Bitch, we know you did something; don't play games! I'll freeze your ass!" Sarah shouted at her because she wasn't playing games. 

"Well, if we are being honest, she was in a car accident. She "disappeared" after the fact," Ginger used air quotes to put emphasis on disappeared. "Good luck finding her." Ginger vanished and met with Camilla on the roof. 

"How did that go?" Camilla asked. 

"They'll be spending so much time searching for our little prisoner; they won't even have time to stop us." Ginger replied with a chuckle. 

"Fabulous."

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Meanwhile, Stella turned to her friends with worry, "we have to find Emlyn; who knows what they did..." Stella regretted leaving, even if it meant proving her point. She felt like it was her fault Emlyn was missing. 

"Let's try and find out where the accident happened; then we can go from there." Mystic suggested finding it weird to be in her human form again. The Storytellers went out and searched around Washington DC until they found, not too far away, Emlyn's wrecked white car that she had put a crown on top of.

"Did she really put a crown on top of her car?" Sarah asked with a chuckle. 

"Yeah, she did; it's cute, or at least was before the car ended up in a tree," Stella replied and examined the car, "it looks like she was definitely taken out of here without a problem. She must have gotten knocked out."

"How do you know?" Bob asked, surprised for once he was unsure of something. 

"The seatbelts been undone; I highly doubt she could have done that herself," Stella replied and looked around and saw people were just laying in the street, apparently dead to the world. She walked over to check their pulses, but all of them were very much alive. "What's wrong with them?" She looked at her friends, and Mystic spoke. 

"They may be under a sleeping curse; Camilla must have cast it. We need Emlyn desperately..." She responded in a quiet and worried tone. 

"Then there is not a moment to waste; let's get a map and figure this shit out," Stella said and led the way back to The White Castle to find a map.

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Emlyn woke up in a white padded room, and she was wrapped in a straight jacket. "Hello?" She called out, and Camilla entered the room. She saw a flash of red hair before the door closed, and she knew Stella was right all along. Ginger was working with Camilla. 

"Hello Emlyn, how are you?" Camilla asked with a sadistic smile. 

"Where the hell am I?" Emlyn asked her, and Camilla laughed evilly. 

"An insane asylum that's been shut down for years. I found it when I was here last time. You see, I planned on letting you try and stop me and then throwing you in here, but you did "beat me," not really though I'm being sarcastic. So, now you're here, and don't think your friends are going to find you." Camilla replied and twirled her blonde hair around her finger because she was full of herself. 

"What do you plan on doing to me?" Emlyn asked, and Camilla grinned. 

"You'll see." Camilla had put a collar around Emlyn's neck before she had woken up, and she pushed a button on a bracelet she had on her wrist. Electricity shot through Emlyn's veins, and she screamed in pain. It was only a short shock, but it was enough to scare Emlyn, and currently, that's all Camilla really needed to do. 

"What is wrong with you?" Emlyn screamed at Camilla, who just laughed.

"I'll see you later; I have a world to take over." Camilla flipped her hair and walked out to go commence her reign of terror. Emlyn was left alone with her thoughts, terrified of what would happen.