Chapter 10
The Getaway (Part 2 of 2)
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"Paris?!" I shrieked, happily. I felt like a little girl, but I didn't care.
Emsley laughed his musical laugh and nodded, "Yes we are, my little Iris flower,"
I hugged Emsley hard, and giggled into his ear.
/// Emsley's POV \\\
Iris's warm breath sounded in my ear, and I felt like it was the only thing keeping me alive. She was so beautiful. And all mine. I smiled, and flew even faster toward Paris.
After about half an hour, we landed in an alley, holding hands. "Let's go see the Eiffel Tower!" Iris exclaimed, rushing toward the romantic monument.
It was late, and the sun was just beginning to set. "We have to see it before night," Iris said.
I didn't question her. I grabbed her from behind, and slung her over my shoulder.
"What are you doing, Emsley?" She giggled.
"Getting us there faster," I answered, plainly.
I ran and Iris laughed, which boosted my speed even more.
We got to the Eiffel Tower in no time flat, and I put Iris down so she could see what she'd been waiting for all these years.
I've been with her ever since she was born. We've grown up together, but she never knew. I've known all her needs and wants, and her greatest fears, worries, and nightmares. I was so glad that she saw me in the van a few days ago. If she hadn't, I'm not so sure I would've survived. Hearing that the girl you've loved for years now, is your soul-mate really gives you a boost of adrenaline.
We wandered around the park surrounding it, mindlessly holding hands.
"You know what I want to do?" She asked.
"What?"
"I want to go up on top of the Eiffel Tower, then jump. Just fall. Then have you catch me on the ground, and not have to worry about anyone doing anything."
I smiled. I could make that happen. With the snap of my fingers, everything was frozen. Iris sucked her breath in. "Oh God."
She squealed, and planted a kiss on my cheek, then ran up to the Eiffel Tower. She took the stairs, since the elevators were stuck in time, and ran up to the highest platform. She scurried up the tower, to the top, and stood there. She looked like an angel. She spread her arms out, and I waited below to catch her.
/// Iris's POV \\\
I stood on the top of the tower, momentarily paralyzed. What the heck had Emsley just done? The world was frozen. There were people everywhere, doing normal, humanly things but they were stuck in time. I had no idea how this could be possible. I was perplexed, in awe, amazed, but also truly terrified. If Emsley could do something like this, what else was he capable of? If I angered him sometime in the future and he was outraged—what would become of me?
I felt my knees start to shake and I lost all my balance. I fell off of the Eiffel Tower.
No screams were heard, just the pounding of my heart in my ears. I twisted over so my belly was facing the ground, and kept a blank expression on. Emsley waited at the bottom, wings ready, for my arrival. Then I stopped. I don't know how I did it, but I stopped falling.
I stood in midair, like I was on a solid platform, but nothing was keeping me up. Emsley looked up at me with a combination of horror and admiration. I took a step up, and found that I could climb up into the sky. Up, up, up and up I went, on some sort of invisible ladder, and I reached out for the clouds.
A big pair of arms snaked around my waist and I turned to see Emsley. "How—?"
"I don't know." I interrupted.
He hugged me closer to him, and flew us down to the ground where we stood before. He played time and everything suddenly got noisier, smellier, and real. A guy on a bike swerved into the street to avoid a woman with a toddler on her hip, and the aroma of hot, greasy, salty pretzels wafted through the air.
"Emsley, could you take me somewhere to rest?" I asked, feeling woozy.
"Of course, my little Iris flower," He obliged. I jumped onto his back and he piggy-backed me all the way to a nice, cozy looking hotel. We checked in, and he cradled me in his arms as if I were a newborn as we took the elevator up. Two elderly women pointed at us and shared a few whispers and smiles. They both wore matching outfits. A long plaid dress, nurse's shoes, a black beret, a huge leather purse, and a white shawl draped around their shoulders.
I met one of their gazes, and gave a small wave. They nodded simultaneously, and returned to their conversation. The elevator stopped, suddenly and the lights flickered on and off, until we were in pure darkness. Luckily, me being a werewolf and all, I could see in the dark. The two old ladies, suddenly grew taller, and bulkier, ripping their matching clothes. They morphed, painfully into huge winged creatures, with talons, feathers and ginormous sharp beaks. They looked younger, and a strip of their dresses still covered them.
"Ohmygod, you're harpies like in the Percy Jackson series!" I cried out, regretting my outburst immediatly.
The taller of the two hissed at me, and Emsley seemed to understand their freaky language. He replied in the same tongue and the two harpies seemed to look a tad frightened. "What'd you tell them?" I whispered.
"They said they were sent to kill us and I told them that you were one of The Five. I think they're Lucifer's reinforcements or one of Nick's friends." He replied.
"Well why'd you tell them I was one of The Five?!" I asked, remembering the prophecy Eli had foretold before he was murdered.
"Well they could've been Clayton's workers!" Emsley defended.
The smaller harpy looked at me, dead in the eye, and I drew back in fear. What was going on? They were probably Lucifer's slaves so the outcome for Emsley and my survival was not looking bright.
The taller one spoke to Emsley again, and he translated for me, "They're giving us a five second head start."
To live.
Hey guys!! Sorry I haven't updated in a while I've been SO BUSY!! One of my bestest friends reminded me of the story and she's all "You HAVE TO UPLOAD!!" So I did AND I HAVE A CAST FINALLY!! (Chace Crawford is DA BOMB I couldn't resist :D)
Dedication is to TheFlamingPopsicle for writing SUCH great stories. I'm hooked :)
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