Six Stone Souls (The Pack)

Chapter 4

Warnings: Blood

     ~Vikk's P.O.V.~

     My reflexes kick in strong and I whip out my sword, spinning around to face whoever is behind me. The instant I see who it is however, and the sword is clattering to the ground. He's staring right at me, an unreadable expression on his face, but at the same time... He's not. Even though he's now dull and gray, completely encased in stone, I can still remember his features perfectly. Black pants, a darkish red hoodie with black pockets and strings as well as a hood, a combed back wave of golden hair, and eyes bluer than the clearest of skies. Lachlan!

I want to smile, to welcome him back, to run and hug him after... One thousand years was it? But I'm not quite done yet.

     "Now how does one free a person inside of stone..." I mumble, circling around his frozen body.

     I come to a stop in front of him after moving around him a couple times. I tap a finger to my lips, wondering how I might go about doing this. And then an idea pops up in my head, maybe a crazy far fetched on, but an idea.

     "Maybe... I just have to- woah!" I exclaim, reeling back.

     The moment my hand makes contact with the strangely warm stone, a blindingly white glow is emitting from his chest, right where his heart should be. In fact, the glow is in the shape of a heart now that my eyes have slightly adjusted.

Just like that, all coming from the glowing white heart, the stone starts to crack and fall away. First of course, all the stone around Lachlan's chest and torso break off, with the heart still glowing. Then in large chunks, his limbs are freed, and they begin to twitch. And then, painfully slowly, the stone mask over his face gradually shatters, and crashes to the ground. So he doesn't panic and faint or anything like that, I splash my last night vision potion over his head. I hold by breath as Lachlan blinks twice, looks around, looks at his fingers and moves them, looks around again, and then finally looks at my with the expression that he just noticed I was standing there.

"Who ar- Vikk?! Where- why are we- weren't w- wait. What." He rambles, brows furrowed.
"You feeling okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine, but could you please explain why-"
"I'll explain everything in a minute. First we have to get out of this ocean monument before these night vision potions run out."
"Ocean monument?! Why-"
"Think you're okay to swim?"
"Yeah- But Vikk-"
"Good, let's go."

To be honest I truly do feel bad about rushing Lachlan, but I don't want to be stuck down here in the dark and drown. Poor Lachy looks so confused and scared, but nonetheless I toss him an iron sword, and don't hesitate to break through the wall a second later. Almost instantly ten or more guardians are swarming around us, their magic beam things training onto us and charging up.

     'SWIM' I mouth to Lachlan, just barley avoiding a beam.

Lachlan spins around, strikes a guardian hard across the face, and swims after me. For being immobile for a thousand years those fighting skills are pretty impressive. I commend silently, watching are the surrounding water clouds with blood. We shoot away from the main room, adrenaline letting us slice through the water like butter. Banking sharply to the right, we begin swimming down a long open hallway, another five or so guardians gliding around. So taking a brave jet forward, I duck under two of them, swim over a thirds beam, stab the fourth through the eye, and cutting the fifths tail off. Okay we need to stop for air. I note urgently, turning to wave over Lachlan.