The Infinity Trilogy

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

On Saturday morning, I knew something was off when I walked down the stairs of the house to find everyone in the living room, crowded together on the couches with their eyes glued to the flat screen. 

“What’s going on?” I asked, sitting down beside Trygg.  I pulled my legs up to my chest and watched the video footage that was playing on the screen just outside a building in D.C. 

“Authorities say that the man who broke in knew what he was going after when he went into the office of the Secretary of Defense.  Again, sixteen guards were killed in the raid, all by this one man.  Sources say that he used swords – yes, swords – in the break in.  There’s no evidence as to how he got in just yet, but they’re trying to find answers…”

When the television shut off, everyone looked toward Owen, who held the remote in his hand. 

“Something’s not right about this,” he said, staring at the now blank screen. 

“I know,” Variel said.  “There’s got to be something else that’s going on besides just the break in.”

My mind was reeling about the video footage.  What if this was just the start of everything that was going to happen in D.C.?  What if this wasn’t the only thing that was going to happen?  Well, I knew that something was going to happen since I’d seen it in my visions.

“I think what you’re thinking might be it,” Arin said.

I looked up at her.  “I think this is it,” I said.

“What was she thinking?” Owen asked her.

I looked over at him with narrowed eyes.  “You do know if you asked me yourself, I’d answer you, right?” I asked. 

I saw his jaw tense and he didn’t move or take his eyes off Arin.  I wouldn’t say Owen and I hadn’t been getting along in the last few days.  We just got on each other’s nerves sometimes, even though we never directly spoke to each other.  But now I was getting annoyed with him never asking me directly about something that I said.

“Because,” he said.

I rolled my eyes.  “Brilliant answer, genius,” I said. 

“Shut up.”

“Can you stop acting like a child?”

“Can you?”

“What is wrong with you?”

“One word:  you.”

“You can be so immature sometimes.  Scratch that.  Most of the time.”

“You’ve barely even known me a week!”

“Exactly, but I know you’re type.”

“So now I’m a type, huh?”

“Oh, yeah.”

Everyone was looking back and forth between us like we were a tennis match. 

Talen grinned.  “You two argue like an old married couple already,” he said, and everyone started laughing.  “I wonder how you’re going to be when you are an old married couple.”

“Shut up, Talen,” Owen and I said at the same time, and then glared at each other. 

“Okay, seriously,” Variel asked, still giggling.  “What were you thinking?”

I looked away from Owen.  The energy still crackled in between us, though we were a good six feet away from each other.  “I was thinking that maybe this was the start of what’s going to happen to D.C. if my vision comes true,” I said, more to everyone else than to Owen. 

“And if it’s just the start, what’s going to come next?” Arin asked. 

“You know, we don’t even know if what she ‘sees’ is going to come true,” Owen said. 

My anger flared as I stood up and stalked in front of him.  “I’m so tired of you calling me ‘she’ all the time!” I said loudly.  “I’ve got a name, you know.”

“Yeah, so?” he asked.  He was childish enough not to look up at me. 

“God, you’re such an ass!” I yelled, throwing my hands up in the air.

He finally looked at me with an amused expression on his face as he stood up slowly.  “Did little miss princess just say a bad word?  Ooh, I’m gonna tell!”

“Just stop it!” I yelled, louder this time.  I shoved his chest, but it didn’t do much good.  “Sometimes I wish you’d just…”

Owen wasn’t standing in front of me then.  In fact, I couldn’t see anything by blackness.  But then a moment later, D.C. appeared in front of me. 

Just like in my other visions, I could hear the sirens and screams and smell the smoke coming from the fires.  But this time, I was running through the streets, looking for someone.  I knew just who it was then.

I could see Owen up ahead, standing in what looked like a fighting stance in front of another person.  This person, however, I couldn’t see their face.  Both of them were dressed in black.  Owen had his hands out to his sides and I could see the balls of energy start forming in his hands. 

But the other person had swords. 

When I saw him – at least I thought it was a him since that’s what he looked and was built like – I immediately knew that it was the same guy who broke into the office of the Secretary of Defense.  The swords he held in his hands had to be well over three feet long and looked really sharp in the light coming off of the fires.  He flicked his wrists and both the swords went around in a circle at his sides so quick that I could hardly see them. 

And then they started for each other. 

My heart was pounding as I watched each punch and kick.  Most of them didn’t make any contact, but I was still scared.  And after hearing what happened to those guards on the news, I was scared for Owen. 

I saw when the ball of energy Owen was holding in his hand flew toward the other guy.  It hit him in the shoulder as he tried to dodge it.  And before I could blind, the guy with the swords spun around, thrusting one of them deep into Owen’s stomach until it came out through his back. 

My eyes widened as I started running for him again, only it seemed like I was only running in place. 

“No!” I screamed, trying to get to him as the guy ripped the sword out of his stomach. 

Owen’s hands went to his abdomen and he pulled them back to see blood dripping, staining his palms.  I still couldn’t get there as he dropped to his knees on the ground.

“I told you,” a familiar voice said from behind me.  I couldn’t place it, though.  “You should have listened to my warning.”

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