Celestial

chapter 12

A/N: I can't believe I almost have 700 reads. I know it's not a lot but it means so much that people are actually reading something I wrote.

It was about six o'clock when we pulled up next to the bridge of the school. Just in time for dinner. When we sat at the table in the cafeteria, Emma sat and ate in silence, and of course, her being Emma, that was unusual.

"What's wrong Em?" I asked. She just gave me a sad smile, almost guilty. Maybe she got a bad score on that Celestial History exam that she studied so hard for. Or she felt bad about the man lecturing her at the mall. I smiled to myself. It's probably not that. I shrugged it off. She remained quiet for the rest of dinner.

When Professor Milora stood up for the weekly announcements for every Saturday, Emma just fled out of the room. I was about to follow her when in that moment all the lights went out. It was pitch black. Nothing could be made out in the dark. Everyone screamed. I heard a lot of shuffling around and muffled shouts.

"Everyone stay seated!" Milora shouted. I could tell by the sound of her voice that she had no idea what was happening. A large hand clamped over my mouth and I tried to scream but of course if there was a hand over my mouth nobody would hear me. It smelled like cologne and... rubber gloves. I felt extremely panicked, confused, and most of all terrified. I squirmed and tried to make the person release me, but their grip only became stronger and firmer. Then I smelled a sweet scent and my vision blurred. I fought to stay conscious but I wasn't capable of keeping my eyes open, so I let a tear escape from my eye and I blacked out.

I opened my eyes groggily and sunlight blinded me for a second. I blinked twice and let my eyes adjust to the light. I was about to stretch but then I realized my hands were tied bound with a piece of cloth. I was confused for about a minute until it all came back to me.

Last night.

A man had his back to me. I took the time to actually take a look around where they put me. My feet were tied together as well. I was in a laboratory and I was strapped to a inspection table. The man was too occupied making some sort of concoction. I looked up and there was a sign that said EOPA. What could that stand for? I thought of the many possibilities. For example, Eliminate Oh Poor Aspen. I pray that's not what it is. Shut up Aspen and try to save yourself maybe.

The door opened. A man walked in. I quickly closed my eyes so they wouldn't know I was awake. I could feel his gaze on me.

"Dr. Anderson. Lynn is starting to wake up," the man said. His voice seemed vaguely familiar. I opened my eyes just a slim to take one quick peek again without them noticing. What I saw before me mortified me. Not only was he the security guard also known as Lynn's dad, but this Dr. Anderson person was- he was-

Uncle Kurt.

The man I know so well. Who always wears heavy cologne and Oreos. How did I not realize it already? The man who laughed at all my jokes even if they didn't make sense. The man who witnessed my first steps and healed me when I was sick and the one who discovered Hippoplum in the first place. But now he stands before me a traitor. And if anyone was going to betray me, I would've thought that he would be the one standing by my side. I felt choked up and tears were welling up in my eyes. I will not cry. I will not cry. Instead, I will try to save myself perhaps.

"Well then the idiot you are Dr. Jones, go look after your daughter," Uncle Ku- Dr. Anderson said. His tone was nothing like the man I thought I knew. Wait. Lynn's here. Why is Lynn here?

"Yes sir. But one last question. Have you extracted the girls blood yet?" Dr. Jones asked.

"No she needs to be conscious for it to work," Dr. Anderson said. For what to work? Since they were obviously talking about me.

"And you're sure it will work Doctor?"

"I thought you said one last question!" Dr. Anderson barked. Dr. Jones scurried away. I felt pity for him, but it quickly faded after remembering what Lynn told me about her dad. How can one person have so much hate for their own child? It disgusted me. I peeked quickly again and saw that Dr. Anderson's back was to me again. I just need a way to cut myself free from these cloths. I spotted a knife directly next to Dr. Anderson. Like directly next to him. On his other side there was a magnifying glass. I used my Gift to make the magnifying glass fall to the ground. It shattered into tiny pieces. Dr. Anderson cursed and started using a broom to clean up the glass. I took the opportunity to make the knife come to me. I willed it to saw through the cloth that was bound around my hands and feet. It took less than a minute in total. Wow. I am getting good at this stuff.

I snuck out of the room feeling proud of myself for being so sly. He didn't even see me.

I jinxed it.

"Aspen Grace!" Dr. Anderson screamed. My heart began beating faster than a cheetah on its morning run. Okay, not that fast, but really fast. I ran down strange hallways. I stopped to take a breath. A hand gripped my arm.

"Aspen. Stop," a soft voice said. I looked up and gasped. This can't be happening.

A/N: HAHA CLIFFHANGER! Now I know how it feels to write one. IT MAKES ME FEEL EVIL RICK RIORDAN

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