Bring Me to Life~ A One Direction Supernatural Love Story

Chapter 17~ Betrayal

(A/N: Quick side note— Yes, in a way this is reflecting my feelings for the whole Naughty Boy ordeal. Please don't hate me.)

*Destiny's Point of View*

I woke up the next morning with a bad feeling in my gut. It was like I knew that something was going to go wrong today, and I had no choice but to face it. Something was definitely not right in this house. Niall was still asleep by my side; he had not been disturbed by my waking. The little angel must have fallen asleep while patrolling last night.

Then I hear a loud crash and yelling come from downstairs. Then, a cry of agony. Niall jolted awake and in an instant he was up at mu doorway to see what the issue was. He grabbed a dagger for me and for him, and was quickly crept downstairs to see what was going on. Tory and Harry had the same idea because they were right behind us, heading down to the kitchen.

When we barged in, everything was chaos. The stove was on with flames, and on the floor next to it, a writhing Michael. Luke, Calum, and Ashton were running over to tend the burns that now marked poor Michael's face. Liam and Louis were holding down a very angry, almost demon- like Zayn. Danielle and Eleanor were holding a very frantic Perrie back as well.

"What the bloody hell is going on in here?!" Niall boomed.

"Zayn was speaking with some of Taylor's spies, feeding them information about our methods. Michael unfortunately walked in on this and fought them off, but Zayn got hold of him and set his hair on fire with the stove, leaving him to burn. We got down in time before anyone was killed. The spies are taken care of, but we must act now!" Liam spoke angrily, still holding Zayn down with his wolf strength.

"Are you saying—" I started.

"We had a traitor in our midst the entire time. BY now, Taylor must know everything about our plans and allies."Louis added, frustration looming in his eyes.

"We have to have a trial to determine the fate of our traitor, " Danielle spat. "You know what we must do, Niall."

"Boys, get Michael to the infirmary. I will look at him as soon as I can. Take these two traitors to the basement. Put them under lock and key until we leave and take shifts on watch. Everyone get ready we leave for the portal as soon as possible." Harry ordered. Perrie and Zayn were dragged downstairs, but not without a fuss. Everyone followed to make sure they did not slip past. Tory and I were silent, shocked by the ordeal that we had just witnessed.

"Girls, go up and get dressed. Nothing to fancy, that will be taken care of later. When you are done, I need you both in the infirmary helping with Michael. You're powers can do more than any of ours. We leave for the Royal Courtroom when all is over. You girls are going to lead a trial." Niall spoke. Tory and I ran upstairs without question. With very little time I put some clothes on and minimal makeup. Tory and I met down in the infirmary a short bit later.

We worked with everything we had available to us to make Michael's pain stop. Thankfully the real sting of the burn had subsided; however, he still had a bit of scarring left on his face. Fortunately with time, they will heal. Within an hour or two, he was back to his old self, but still a bit to weak to really do anything. However, he was adamant on joining the trial.