The Legacy of Maisie -- Lorien Legacies Fanfiction

Part 2 | Chapter Four

My father's warm hands hold my shoulders. He smiles down at my eight year old self. That smile is something that can never be replaced. A void in my heart left forever cold.

"May," he says, softly. "May. Wake up."

"But Daddy. I don't want to. I want to stay here forever. With you," I complain, burying my face in his shoulder.

"May. May, they're here!"

I'm plopped back into my fourteen year old body, my dad's voice morphing into Sam's. Sam is shaking my shoulders. I groan, shrugging him off. "Just a few more minutes." I hold the pillow over my head.

"We don't have 'a few more minutes'. The Mogs are here now," Sam says, sternly.

"The mugs are here? Then go get some tea," I reply, groggily.

"No, the Mogadorians." Sam slowly pulls me up, careful to not hurt my leg.

"The Mogadorians? Oh, the Mogadorians!" I exclaim, my brain finally waking up.

I begin to jump out of bed but Sam stops me. He looks down at my leg.

"Oh, right." I smile sheepishly, floating into an upright position.

"C'mon! Let's go get John's chest," Sam says, running off to their room. Before following him, I grab my backpack with all my things in it. Wouldn't want to leave that.

Once we enter, I ask, "do you know where it is?"

"Nope," he answers, throwing John's blanket aside.

Sighing, I flip over both beds with my telekinesis. Nothing. While Sam rips open the drawers and I make them fly out with my telekinesis, a loud explosion sounds in the living room. Willow immediately comes skidding into the room, whining. She runs over to me, her ears back and her tail between her legs.

"Ugh!" I shout. "Where did he put that chest?"

"Maybe you can ask him," Sam suggests.

"How would I be able to do that he's not here," I point out the obvious.

He taps his head. "You're a telepath. Duh."

I bite my lip nervously. "I don't think I can go that far."

"Just try. If not, we all burn here," Sam pushes.

I look down at Willow. She looks up at me with big crystal blue eyes. "Fine," I sigh.

I close my eyes in concentration.

John! I scream in my head. John!

I try and project my thoughts all the way out to him like he's sitting right there in front of me.

What? What? I hear him answer back.

"I got him!" I exclaim in triumph.

"Well hurry up. This house is going down!" Sam says.

You need to come back now. I tell him.

What's going on? Why? I can feel the worry bubbling up inside him.

The Mogs are here and this house isn't going to last much longer.