'PARTY ROCKERS IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT.'
'EVERYBODY JUST HAVE A GOOD TIME.'
The music blared from the speaker that they had rigged in a far away tree, sending a hoard of phantoms chasing after the sound.
"Are you serious?" Tyler whispered. "Party Rock Anthem?"
"It's a good song," Aiden said, his figure a blur as he sprints over the wall. Without a rope. His response to the mass panic he caused? "Im durable."
Danica took a deep breath, ignoring the vertigo that she already had, grasping the rope like her life depended on it. Next to her, Taylor was muttering affirmations like her life depended on it. She looked over to Dani, giving a thumbs up...well, as well as she could while not letting go of the rope, before whispering, "Go team!"
"Go team!" Danica repeated, the two girls both forcing a smile despite being scared shitless.
The group hit the ground with a thud, Ashlyn immediately instructing them to run. And thank god for that, because the second that their feet tousled the dry grass beneath them, the hoard originally trailing after LMFAO's hit party song were now solely focused on the seven course meal that was sprinting towards Ashlyn's house in the distance.
"Ashlyn..." Tyler said, his gaze turned towards the monsters on their tail.
"It's okay, it'll work. Just keep running."
The redhead didn't have to ask Danica twice. She was pretty sure she'd never run so fast in her life.
Not that that was impressive or anything. She wasn't exactly an athlete.
The lights set up around the house beamed out towards the crew of phantoms, immobilizing them for the time being.
"Oh thank fuck," Danica muttered, catching her breath.
Of course, whoever fuck was only got her gratitude for that brief moment, because the car, the one thing they really needed from this suicide mission, was locked. Meaning that after all the effort put in to ensuring that it was unlocked with the keys inside, their whole plan was screwed up by Ashlyn's parents locking up after the fact.
Ashlyn briefed Logan over the walkie talkie that they'd have to go into the house to get the keys.
Great, Danica thought. Should've just stayed on watch with Logan.
She kept close behind the twins, making a run for it up the stairs. They were about halfway up when Aiden's yelling echoed through the house.
"Ashlyn!"
Dani's feet moved before her thoughts could, and her thoughts definitely were not happy about that once they caught up. But something about hearing Aiden, the overly casual, never serious kid that she knew, sound like he just watched someone die? She couldn't really help it,
"Evans, what are you-," Tyler called after her.
"I'll go check," Taylor said, their voices fading as Danica ran towards the front of the house.
"No, I will. Keep looking for the key!" He said without leaving any room for argument before following after Danica.
She found Aiden trying to climb up the roof, pleading for her to help him up. She glanced down, seeing his obviously swollen ankle. So much for being Mr. Durable. Must've sprained it when he leaped off the wall.
"What are you doing?!" Tyler yelled, finally making it out the door.
"Both of you stop talking and help me up! Now!"
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Hell & Back || TYLER SBG
FanfictionDanica Evans and Tyler Hernandez's paths were never supposed to intertwine. Guys like him didn't talk to girls like her...but hey, there's not much of a choice when you're both being hunted down by phantoms. (The plot and main cast, not including D...
