UnBounded [Book 4]

Our Spidey Senses Are Tingling

Because I couldn't wait to get started and I'm procrastinating on studying, have a chapter of a brand new story for the UnKnown Saga.

Chapter Quote:

"When you feel like throwing rocks, make sure they're ones no one can throw back."
~Rebecca McKinsey
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Chapter 1: Our Spidey Senses Are Tingling

Bryn

"Get off the roof! Get off the roof! Get off the roof!" Bryn said to herself, bolting towards the edge of the building with Luke. She'd put down a bomb of Greek fire in front of the entrance to the roof of the building she was on so when the monsters chasing them came after them, they'd be gone in a nanosecond.

She grabbed Luke's hand before they jumped. Right as their first foot went over the side, the bomb went off, pushing them over the edge. Bryn and Luke lost grip on each other's hands. Her world was spinning until she finally managed to right herself up. Luke was still tumbling head over heels. Using her powers, she forced the wind to try and stop them. They had too much momentum going though so while she slowed them down, it wasn't enough to stop them from hitting the ground. Thankfully, it wasn't too hard of a hard landing.

Bryn groaned as she sat up, rubbing her shoulder that she'd landed on.

"You okay Sharkboy?" she asked, turning her head so she could see her boyfriend. He was sitting against the wall of the building, heaving.

"I'm fine. What about you Cat Woman?" Luke looked over at Bryn, his blue eyes sparkling from the adrenaline. Suddenly that sparkle disappeared as his eyes narrowed in on her shoulder. "Are you hurt? You're bleeding."

"Hey, I'm fine. I just landed on my shoulder when we hit the ground. I probably got hit by some shrapnel too. Let's go find Derek and Silena," she suggested. Luke helped her help, wrapping his arm around her waist. She'd taken a harder fall than her boyfriend since she'd tried to cushion his fall as much as possible. Of course, the moment she stood up she realized it wasn't just her shoulder that was hurt, but pretty much every inch of her body.

"Bryn!" Derek shouted. He and Silena slid to a stop in front of them. Eyeing his friend worriedly, he asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Just a bad fall. We took care of the monsters on our end. You?"

"They're crispy critters down in Tartarus now," Silena confirmed. "We should head back to camp, get any wounds we have taken care of."

The rest agreed. They headed over to their car that was parked about a quarter mile away. Luke got into the driver's seat, Bryn rode shotgun. Silena and Derek took the back. The ride to camp was about two hours and although she wanted to stay awake to keep Luke company, Bryn's fatigue settled in. She closed her eyes, dreading what dreams would come to her.

Bryn was extremely familiar with nightmares; she had at least three every night, usually more, never less. But her experience in Tartarus two months ago had amplified them by a tenfold. All her nightmares now took place in that hell hole. Most of the time it was a repeat of when she was paralyzed, watching helplessly as her friends were beaten and injured, except in the dreams, her friends never made it. She'd wake up in a cold sweat.

She wasn't the only one experiencing it though. Luke, Derek, and Silena were just as bad. Silena's nightmares consisted of her being blind and unable to help her friends. Derek's typically consisted of his Underworld powers failing him when he needed them to save his friends. Luke never shared his, no matter how many times Bryn or the others asked him what happened. If it was Bryn, he'd simply give her an exhausted smile and pull her close to him, as if he took comfort in just her being there.