What could have happened.

Chapter one.

A/n: I do not own any of the characters all were created by red on webtoons! I am simply writing what could have happened!

The day of the kidnapping:

Everyone was nervous even before we arrived at the school, mainly because Tyler and aiden weren't here, they somehow always knew how to lighten the mood. I am just done with everything that is happening, I just wanted to be a normal kid.

We walked into the school anyways, trying to avoid anyone that would try to interact with us. We are almost there, so close, nothing can go wrong in the few seconds it takes to get to coach Wilson, right?

I take a step closer to Ben, he somehow always had a calming aura about him, even in the most stressful situations. He also just understands, that sometimes you just need someone to be there.

Every step I took, I heard Taylor's scream, I hear the roof collapsing onto Aiden. I see Tyler with the tree inside him, more so than his own guts, I see Aidens face crushed by concrete. I can't get sound of his last breaths slipping away out of my head, he was gone, really, truly gone.

Even if he is alive now, he died, he died looking at me. He died protecting me.

I fell his arms around me, shielding me from the crumbling ceiling. I feel his single tear dropping down on my cheek as prays, not for his safety, but for mine. I hear the last words he managed to utter, them being 'I love you.'

I assume I started to tear up, because Ben tapped my shoulder and signed to ask if I'm ok. Which in truth, I was not. But, I just signed back I'm as fine as I can be. He gave me a slight smile and put his arm over my shoulder, in a brotherly way.

Almost there, I thought, just a like further. Everything will be ok. Nothing is going to happen, I thought.

And everything was going good and everything was going to be ok, then Logan's head got hit by a half empty coka-cola can, thrown by non other then Barron.

I didn't even need to look at Ben to tell that he was one insult towards Logan from snapping, his arm slowly moved from my shoulder to my hand. Silently saying to stop him, I tightened my grip on his hand.

I look over to Logan, who was furious. He wanted to be in and out. His glaze hardened when Barron's dry cold laugh echoed through the hallway.
"Looks like the group is short a few losers" his snarky voice matched his comment. "Maybe we can keep you company? I still have to pay you guys back for the arcade." I was fully ready to punch him to get him to shut up and leave us be.

Taylor on the outside looked calm and collected, but I could tell she was stressed over the interaction, she clearly wanted Tyler to be here.

"What a coward, waiting till Tyler was gone," she kept her act up. I figured I should do the same. 
"We don't have time to entertain you, buzz off."

"We still have 20 minutes until classes start. I think that's plenty time to have fun." God, his voice was as load and annoying as the phantom's.

"Annoying" Logan snarled, ready to kill someone with looks alone. I look back to Ben, who had managed to calm down a little knowing Logan can handle himself, and let go of his hand and walked closer to Logan.

"You guys go ahead, I'll stay here and-" Logan tried saying but being interrupted by myself, "NO!" I grab his arm, I can't handle another person being left behind, and my face shows that. "We stay together," I look pleadingly into Logan's eyes,my voice was shaking as much as my arm.

Logan looked at me, then to my shaking arm, and grabbed it tight. "...Okay, we'll just call for a teacher then," he looked back into my eyes, and sent a genuine smile. "No need to waste our time on a toddler's temper tantrum."

Barron looked at Logan, ready to go feral. "You-"
He was interrupted by Mr Walter popping out of his room, surprising everyone by saying, "I was hoping I'd run into you kids," which, I didn't really believe because he came out exactly when we were about to leave, but I didn't think too much into it.
"Do you think I could see you all in the classroom? I want to discuss something important before class starts," Barron left quickly after Mr Walter showed up, glaring at Logan the whole way.

"Oh-um" I didn't really know what to say to that, we really needed to get going. How do you say no we're busy without sounding rude? "...Actually we're in a bit of a hurry. We need to see Coach Wilson" I went with that. For some reason, he looked frantic. But we started to turn around anyway.
"WAIT! ITS ABOUT SAVANNAH." I stopped dead in my tracks, did he know? Does he see the phantoms? My hair in my shadow? Does he go to the phantom dimension? We all slowly turned to look at him, walking inside the classroom.

"I'm sorry for being abrupt, we don't have much time." Sir said slowly as we walked in the room.Now this was concerning, but most things in my life right now are concerning, so I don't really care.

"...what is this about?"  I say trying to speed up this whole process.

"You kids went in too, right?" He looks back at us as he says that. He couldn't mean... no.. he has to mean.  The sorrel house.

We all start wondering the same thing, does he know? He avoids all our questions and says, "I don't have much time to explain, I'm sure you've noticed already that we're being watched." I think back to all the times I've heard people talking and moving around us, but I've never actually caught them.

"Here" he starts rummaging through his desk and finally pulls out a little box and starts to reach it out to me, I go to take it and as soon as I touched the box, the door slammed open with as much force to kill a man.

I immediately snap my head around, to see my friends being attacked by a bunch of men in suits. I go to look at Mr Walter. I see him trying to inject a syringe into my arm. I roundhouse kick his head to get him to stop. It was too late, a little over half of the liquid was in my arm. I pull out the syringe and stab Sir with it, hoping it's not lethal.

I turn back to my friends, thinking of who to help first. Ben, I thought, if Ben was free this would go a lot easier for us  if Ben could fight like he wanted to kill.

I pull the man off Ben and started swinging, not caring how much damage I did. Ben got up and looked at me then to Logan. Who was struggling against a man twice his size.

I look over to Taylor, who was also struggling, god I wish Tyler and Aiden were here.while I was looking over to Taylor I got punched square in the ribs. That's it, I'm fed up with this man getting back up no matter how hard I hit him, I put all my strength into my fist and punched him back square in the nose, hearing the crack as I do.

I take a few steps back, as the man stumbles to the ground with a definitely broken nose. I freeze, what do I do? I need to help Taylor.so why can't I move, why is my body becoming slow? Was it the syringe?

My knees give out on me and I fall to the group with a thud. I start to hear everything. But nothing could prepare me for the gut wrenching screech I was cursed with hearing tenfold more than a normal person. I look around, clenching my ears, trying to look for the source of the god awful sound ringing in my ear.

I look to Ben, then to Logan, and finally to Taylor. I see the pain and agony in her face as the knife impaling her guts twists inside her. She was the one screaming. I see her losing her fight, but just enough to get her hand to the man's face, and dig her nails, not in, but through his eyes. Staining her hand with blood forever.

I start to hear two more voices in the void of noise, both screams. One quite clearly the man's- that-had- just- got- his- eyes-gauged out's. And the other, a pain filled scream that won't stop.

I look around once more trying to locate the source of the shriek of suffering, to find nothing but more noise.

My eyes start watering, my ears keep ringing, my vision blurrs until I can only see silhouettes of my friends and foe.

"ASHLYN! COME ON YOU HAVE TO SNAP OUT OF IT!" I vaguely hear someone say.

I need to snap out of it, but first I need to know who's screaming in my ear.

"ASHLYN! STOP SCREAMING EVERYTHINGS GOING TO BE OK! WE ARE SAFE!"

I was the one screaming?