house of anubis s4

4.

nina's pov:

"HEEELP!!!!! HELP MEEEEEEE!" i yelled at the top of my lungs.

"you can yell all you want, there's no one around here for miles." the voice told me.

"what? WHERE ARE WE?!" i demanded.

"somewhere safe. the chosen one needs to be kept safe." the voice said.

"what? ho— how do you know about me? i asked.

"everyone knows about the chosen one. everyone will try to get their hands on you. you'll be safe here." the voice told me.

"SAFE?! you have me locked in some sort of dungeon that you kidnapped me to get me here. you only interact with me to give me enough food from dying. i don't even know who you are!" i yelled.

"well, in that case, i can fix that last one. if you really want to know who i am." the voice told me.

he stepped closer so i could see him.

"yes, yes of course i do!" i yelled.

"well, in that case..." he started as he stepped even closer so i could see him when he removed the mask covering his whole head.

as he removed the mask, i saw it.

it was him.

it's victor rodenmaar sr.

patricia's pov:

i'm getting seriously worried about eddie.

he keeps trying to find anything that we have on us that is from anubis house.

wait.

the only other times he's done that is when he needed a vision from his osirian powers. but, he's not the osirian  anymore. right?

RIGHT?

"eddie? did you touch something from the house or did you just get it out of the blue?" i asked.

"um — uhhh. it sort of just happened?" he told me.

"why?" he asked.

"umm. well, before when you were the osirian... you could only get a vision by touching something from anubis house. and then you lost your powers." i told him.

"but now you can get a vision any time you need it. eddie! i think you have your powers back. but you're a 100x more powerful than before." i said.

"sooo... is that good or bad?" alfie asked.

"i have no idea." we said together.

nina's pov:

"youre— you're dead." i told him.

"yes, yes i can see how you would think that. i WAS dead." he told me.

"you mean you came back from the dead? h— how?"

"you're a ghost. or i'm dreaming, no there's no way this is a dream." i kept fighting back and forth with myself.

"touch me." he told me.

"what? why?" i asked.

"if you touch me, and you feel me, then i'm real. if you don't, then either i'm a ghost or you are dreaming." he told me.

"okay" i said.

i have an idea.

he came in close to me so i could feel him. but i didn't want to feel him.

as he came in close, i grabbed, the pile of plates next to me that he would serve me my rations of food with.

i shot up from my chair and smashed them onto his head.

"AAAAAHHHH. YOU LITTLE—." he screamed.

i ran through the door as fast as i could. i made it into the woods. i wasn't looking where i was going. i was looking behind me to see if he was coming.

but as i was running, i ran right into fabian.

"NINA?! nina. oh my god we've looked everywhere for you." he told me.

"what in the world happened." he asked.

"once we get back to the house safely, i'll tell you." i told him.

"it's a long story."