Zale POV
I felt myself fly up into the air, I braced myself for death. I wasn't ready to die. I was too young. I was flying backwards when the seat stopped moving. We had reached the bottom. The wind stop and we both came crashing down, thanks goodness we were only 5 feet from the chair. We hit the ground with a thud. A whisp of pain ran through my torn up knee, but other than that I was fine. Hopefully the ride back up would be easier.
Elizabeth POV
I opened my eyes, to find that I was on the ground...alive. "What?" I thought to myself. I had let go, and Zale had saved me, then we both flew off to die? How was I alive? I sat up to feel searing pain rip through my stomache. I quickly laid back down, wondering where the heck I am. I was lying on a couch in a white room. I strained me neck to the side, and I saw Zale on the computer at a white desk. He was researching something. He looked unhurt. "Oh good your awake," Zale commented. "yeah" I said "Is this heaven? It looks a lot like it." "No, its only my layer." Zale came up to me, and was looking at my head. "Is there something wrong?" I asked. "Well, you broke a rib, you might have a concussion....and there is something else wrong with you, but I can't tell what." "Great" I thought to myself I am injured, in Zales "Layer".
Now I was even more than determined to sit up. I didn't believe for a second something was wrong. I once again tried to sit up, and this time Zale came behind me to support my back. "How the heck are we supposed to get out of hear, if I can barely stand?" I said esasperated. "Well, I wasn't sure yet, I thought you would have a plan of some sort." Zale said plainly. "IT NOT EVERYDAY I GET SUCK IN THE INSIDE OF A TREE YA KNOW!" I shouted. Imediatly Zales face flushed with emb arassment, and guilt settled in my stomache. "Oh, sorry I didn't mean it, well I did its just......I'm sorry.." my voice trailed off. "It's ok." his voice sounded flat, and I could tell he was felt shot down.
"Always," I concluded " I think I should probably go to a doctor." "NO," Zale screamed "Not a good idea. How are you going to explain how you got a broken rib to the doctor...let alone your PARENTS! I have a better solution.....let me use my magic." Now I was worried. "You can't use you magic! You could waste your energy...or worse have an evil spirit enter your soul!" Cleary I had shaken him to his senses, but his face said he wasn't fully confinsed. "Still," he pleaded " You could get into major trouble, and that could put you and me at risk," "Fine" I gave in, hopefully this would be over quickly, I was getting tired of this pain.
Zale POV
I was really trying to restrain from using my powers yet the third time today, but I saw no other choice. I closed my eyes and imagined me sitting at my desk, and Elizabeth standing behind me over my shoulder, but with her health the was it was before. I was just finishing imagining the scene when I heard a piercing cry. Elizabeth was lying on her back her face completely pale, and her head was bleeding. Her breathing was watery and shallow..............she was dying.
