Chapter One

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            The mountain is steep and it's unbelievably dark, but I can still see James ahead of me.  The rain is coming down hard, but I can hardly feel it through my fur.

             We're close to the enemy base.  I can smell the sickeningly sweet scent of sugar.  Ironically that's what she calls herself.  I have always been very fond of sweet things, well, up until now.  At this point it is more like a taunt that messes with my brain.  I guess that's what I get for sneaking brownies and candies when I was a kid. 

             We get close to the entrance point so James slows down to a crawl, "Remember, we are here to watch.  Not kill.  Are you sure you can handle that?"  James asks by directing his thoughts at me.

             "I'll be fine.  Let's just get this over with."  I shake to get the extra water off of me

              James and I shift back into human form and my fingers immediately go to the birthmark behind the lower part of my ear.  It is shaped like a rose and its not really a birthmark anymore.  My parents died when I was really little, so when I was old enough to understand I had Amanda do the honors of helping me make my mark stand out.  I didn't want to lose it and to me it seemed as though it was fading. 

          "Roesalen!" James whisper yells at me.

          I had not realized that I was standing out in the open.  I run to catch up and when I do he scowls at me.  I scowl back, but only because he used my full name.  As we decend the narrow stair case the scent of sugar gets stronger.  I go invisable and James follows suite.  We hit level ground and look around.

          There is a table in the center of the room with a little girl strapped to it.  Next to the girl on the table is a smaller table with surgical tools on it.  If I were in a doctors office, I would guess she is getting prepped for surgery.  Yet I couldn't tell if she was sleeping or if she was dead.

          "We have the proof we need.  Get the pictures and lets go." I snap impatiently.

          James is just standing there, "James." Im still directing my thoughts at him.  I know he is here but there is something rejecting my thoughts.  James is still invisible, but there is something wrong.

         I hear his breathing and then turn to see that two of Sugars guards are standing right infront of me.  They are staring through me so what are they looking at if its not me?  James, they are looking at James.

           "James." he is visible, but he just looks at the girl on the table as if she is the only thing in the room.  He doesn't notice the guards, "James." I try again a bit more forcefully but the thoughts are shoved back in my face.

           One guard raises his gun, "James!" I yell out loud and he looks in my direction.  As soon as his eyes meet mine the life leaves them.  His deep purple eyes go grey. 

        "No!" I scream.  I keep screaming.  I dont stop screaming as my fist connects with the jaw of the biggest guard.  The smaller one raises his gun, but my knife is at his throat and I feel his warm blood on my hand.  I hear a shot fire but I dont know what it hit.

        I turn back to the big guard and kick him in the head as hard as I can.  He's out cold.  I go over to James' body and check his eyes just in case to make sure he was really gone.  I scream and the earth shakes.  I get up and look for the girl on the table but nothing is there anymore. 

         So I run.

         James is too heavy for me to carry back.  I tell this to myself as I get outside.  So I keep running and I cry.  I dont want to transport home, that's too easy, too good for me.  So I keep running.  I stop when I get about a mile away from my base. 

        I scream and the earth shakes.  No doubt every one can feel the ground shake from a mile away, but I dont care.  I cry and rain starts.  I shoot lightning from my hands at anything I can hit.  I scream and cry and shoot lightning creating a storm that represents the inside of my heart.

       I cant scream any more, my voice is gone.  I cant cry because I have no more tears left in me.  So I let the sky cry for me.


         

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