Night Phoenix

Chapter Ten

Rhy's POV
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I lean back against the wall and stare at Poppy's door. I couldn't tell if I was jealous of Lance or not. There was no reason to be, she obviously hated the kiss. I sigh and walk to the main room that was booming with noise.

I sat next to Thomas and yawned. Thunder booms outside the Fort.

"Finally rainy?" I ask Thomas.

He nods as he finishes the food in his mouth.

Once he swallows he turns to me.

"What happened? Look like you've seen a ghost or something." He asks.

Was it really that obvious that something happened?

"Um I just need....food?" I lied.

He raises one eyebrow at me. "Rhy?"

I turn to see Dakota smiling what I guess was suppose to be flirtatious.

"Hey Dakota." I say casually.

She looks disappointed at me.

She was about to speak when she gets cut off by loud thunder and pure darkness. Some girls let out little yelps.

"Power went out." I grumble and stand up.

I wave my hand in front of my face. Nothing.

"Finds the flashlights. And stay with someone." I yell.

Why do I feel something is off? I need to find Poppy.

I walk forward slowly, not wanting to trip over chairs and tables. Or people.

In the human world, we have night vision like the cats. But here, we don't.

I stumble down the hallway, whispering Poppy's name.

"Poppy?"

I hear a crashing sound a little bit ahead of me. I stop immediately.

"Poppy?" I whisper again.

I feel hot hands wrap over my mouth. Another pair of warm hands hold back my arms.

I grunt and thrash around in the hands.

I try kicking the unknown people but something pulls my legs, making me fall.

I trash around trying to loosen their grip. I grunt, hoping if I make noise someone will find me.

Something hits my head hard, and I stop struggling.
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It feels like I have been unconscious for a minute, but I know better. I'm on the ground in a cell, my arms in rusted shackles which are bolted to the wall.

I have a chain around my right ankle.

I groan and shake my head. The world appears to be spinning. I am covered in my sweat and blood, and the room I'm in feels to be about a thousand degrees.

There is only one place I can be, and I don't like it.

I hear footsteps nearing the cell I'm in. A Light Guardian walks in, with his sun kissed skin and bleach blonde sleeked back hair. He wears pure white armor and you could see his muscles under it.