The S.T.F. Files, Book 4: DIATON

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Alicia

"So.. what now?" I throw the most obvious question out into the air. It took more than enough time, in my standards, for everyone to process exactly what was going on. 

"Moron, that bubble is shwiney!" Cleo grins and Damien facepalms.

"Why the hell do those two always have to be in the most awkward situations?" Nada rolls his eyes at the scene in front of him.

"What if they didn't do it?" Keera asks.

"It doesn't matter how they got up there. The matter is how to get them down," Dimitri walks out and shields his eyes from the sun to get a clearer view of Riza and Al.

"Well don't just stand there! Someone get them down!" March yells at Dimitri. He shoots her the evil eye and focuses his power on the bubble.

"It's not going to happen," I cross my arms. Dimitri continues and twists his wrist slightly.

"What's wrong? It's a bubble. Don't tell me you're getting owned by a freaking bubble!" March throws her hands up.
"Stop being a raving bitch!" Dimitri switches over and glares at her. "You think it's so fucking easy? Shoot it down! Go ahead and shoot it down!"

"Dimitri. Chill out, now," Aly grabs his arm.

"Fine, I will!" March goes back towards the plane and comes back with a rifle. Closing one eye, she positions herself and shoots at the bubble. Nothing happens.

"What just happened?" Cleo blinks.
"Clearly your aim is off," Damien shrugs.
"My aim was perfect you moron!" March glares at him and shoots at the bubble again.

"Oh well, I guess they're just going to have to stay up there," Nada shrugs. I slap him in the back of the head and sigh. Standing, I walk in front of the group and hold the amulet on my necklace.

"Please, spirit of hope, grant my wish. Set them free," I whisper against the cool metal and shut my eyes. I felt something and smiled, hoping to hear Riza and Al's voice.

"Alicia!" a different voice says and I felt myself get hit from behind and I fall onto a slippery substance. When I open my eyes and turn, I see Nada on top of me.
"Dude, really?" I sigh. When I stand to get up, I look behind me, only to see clouds.

"You have a tendency of messing things up, don't you?" Nada runs his hands through his dark hair. I look around and see all of the STF was in pairs and inside bubbles too. Damien - Cleo, Aly - Dimitri, Katelynn - Matt, Keera - Sparta, Kira - Titan, Kiran - Sam, Flesh - Zion, and March on her own.

"I didn't do this!" I start to freak out. I'm claustrophobic... I know that sounds dumb that I've been hanging around the STF for a long time and ridden in planes have the time I'm with them, but closed spaces kill me.

"Alicia, calm down," Nada stares at me. But I wasn't focused on him. The bubble walls were bad enough but the real thing I tried to focus on was the fact that all the bubbles were seperating and going in different directions.
"What's going on? Nada, we're being seperated!" I cry. Nada growls and tried to use his darkness, which had no effect. He then began to push his weight against the bubble, but the bubble kept moving in its own direction... like it was being programmed.

After a while, Nada stopped and sat next to me. The bubble began to descend slowly and the rest of the STF were seperated from us and probably everyone else. I knew for a fact we weren't in London anymore. I think we were in Germany.

"Where are we?" I ask Nada when the bubble lands. It pops and we look around. There was nothign but forest for miles.

"You're home," a husky voice interrupts us. Nada and I survey the area, but don't find where the voice came from. Instead, we found an old house covered in vines and moss.