Carrie's POV:
We left the huge, marvelous mansion to go to this "war". Ok lets just get something straight, this isn't a planned " Your all going to die today" war or a war at all. Nel and Ali just like to think that where ever we go it's a epic, bloody, battle that they will for sure win. Nash is always over exaggerating about what may happen. And Derek is just like the girls.Luke, Michael, Calum, and Ashton we're just wanting in on the action. No, this is a meeting. We are meeting up with a whole bunch of evil things (Vampires, werewolves, The dead (A.K.A Zombies), evil spirits, and anyone else who shows up that's in that category of evilness. We are meeting them at The Ruins. This is an ancient place older than God himself, well that's over exaggerating, but its about as old as him. When I say The Ruins, I don't mean old broken rotting pillars from ancient Greece and building falling apart from centuries of torture from Mother Nature. This building is one of a kind, Its beautiful, ive seen pictures but nothing compares to it up close. Its like mansion with in a mansion, its huge, with a dirty outside and vines growing up the walls. but it makes that look even better. Theres a forest there, like in fairy tales. But of course this is anything but that. We got there quicker than I thought, and had to walk most of the way sense the van doesn't like the country. Once I got there I was star struck. But the rest weren't as appealed to the sighting as I was. But, of course it didn't end as remarkably as it began.
Nash's POV:
"Ok, let me do most of the talking, I can keep the mood cool for the most part. "Ha, yea if you want to kill them with boredom" Ali teased, even though she's joking to calm the nerves of the group. "At least that's better then all guns blazing at the very first second and the all of us dying from lack of knowing what in the world we are going to do!" Michael had said, breaking his very long silent streak. "I agree with Michael, we need a plan. *silent pause* Ok guys don't talk all at once. Come on guys! Think! We need a plan." I urgently said. "Why wasn't anyone coming up with anything, it's not like we haven't been in worse situations with only a split second to come up with a new plan." I thought to my self. I hope this works out well. I have such a bad feeling about this.
"Ok, So how about this: So, we go in. Nash does the talking. If he stalls at all Michael or Calum will fill in the blank. If they cant do that then one of the girls can. If the enemy strikes first, THEN we start the battle. If all goes good, we go home with maybe a few bruises and a couple cuts, a broken bone at most. But lets keep the death poll on our side to a minimum or better yet none, huh, sound good?" Luke had announced, taking control. Nel was turning girly on us, for she had fallen for Luke. Hard. And now she was blushing because while he said all of this, he stared into her eyes. It was weird. Very weird, to romantic movie type deal. I hate love. But that of course is because my love was ripped from me.
