Rave Academy

Chapter III

The Crow (2015)

   I flapped my wings towards Rave Academy. Amira, who was wrapped in tree roots, survived, unlike the two guys. She wasn't happy, she looked guilty. I settled down on a tree's branch, tilting my head as my eyes followed her around. The window was open yet I didn't fly inside the building.
   "AJ... Rylan?" Amira whispered, "Where are you?"
   The only response she received was the sound of silence. Amira walked through the hallways, going towards a spiral staircase with a stop at each floor, before going to the next. There were at least 5 floors to the school, excluding the attic and basement.
   Amira walks to the first floor, opening a door that leads to someone's dorm. She walked towards a desk, looking through all of the paper. I turn my attention to the sound of an engine. A black car was driving towards the school. I know Amira heard it because she turned towards the window and hid.
   The car door opened, and Belle stepped out of the car. She had a wooden stake in her hand. She came back to kill Amira. I watched as the girl walked towards the school's entrance, opening the door. I turned towards Amira, cawing as a warning. She doesn't respond, crawling towards a corner with a bed. She pulls out a chest under the bed and opens it. There were two beds in the dorm.
   "Amira!" Belle yelled, walking through the school slowly, "Come out... I know you're alive."
   Belle clicked her tongue as her brown eyes scanned her surroundings. Meanwhile, Amira had taken out an old Notebook paper, quickly reading.
   "Amira!" Belle yelled again, "Stop being a baby and fight me!"
   Amira was going through the same desk, picking up a jar of dried-out mint leaves. She placed the jar into her pocket, picking up a small handgun with the initials, A.M. on the handle. She hid the gun behind her back and walked out of the dorm.
   "Trust me," Amira mumbled to herself, "We will see who will be taken out first."
   Amira walked down the stairs slowly, stopping when she was six feet away from Belle. Belle and Amira had their eyes locked on each other.
   "You know... I was dumb enough to trust someone like you," Amira sighed, turning off the safety to her gun, "But of course, like all untrustworthy people, you probably don't care."
   Both girls tightened their grip around their weapons, they had the same thing in mind, Each other's death.