Immortality (Sequel to Apprentice)

Chapter 16: The grand escapade

Ridgedog's POV

"Can we get going now?" Anastatia grumbles, standing up quietly, trying not to shift her cuffs so that the red matter grating noise didn't attract attention. "When you're ready" Deamon sighs, rolling his eyes at me and I grin, remembering our childhood-my sister and Deamon never got along. At all. Never. It was almost hilarious how much they loathed each other.

She breaks Sepia and Ellis out first, letting the two young demigods stretch-their powers were still fully intact as they had only been in there for a short time, so it was important we got them out first. Ana walked past Deamon with a smug smirk as he huffed out an angry breath. She went to me first, and the cuffs snapped off.

A loud sigh burst out my mouth without me wanting it to. I stretched my sore arms out, rubbing my scarred wrists. It felt so good! After having these stupid cuffs on for a few weeks, my arms felt like hell. My powers flooded back into me, and I automatically levitate, wincing at the pain and effort of doing so. "Don't waste it, you need to save it" Anastatia warns. I grumble at my sister's command, but I lower myself. I hated walking. Flying was so much quicker.

Robin and Ryan were freed and they whimper as the pain cuts into their wrists. "Don't worry, it will go soon" I soothe, hugging them lightly. Mitch was freed next and he slumped onto the floor, his hands trembling. His wrists were still bleeding from the tightness, so I reached out and ripped a bit of Deamon's coat off, which he whined and protested at, and wrapped it round his wrists. He nodded thankfully at me, and I smile at him, watching as Deadlox was freed and he stood up shakily, leaning against the wall for support.

"Hey, what about me?" Deamon grumbles, and Anastatia sighs, freeing the demigod. Deamon grins, jumping up, and rubbing his wrists like I was doing. "Can we go eat now?" Ryan says eagerly, and on cue, some of our stomach's grumble in agreement and I chuckle lightly, wrapping my arm round his shoulder. "Sure. Deamon, lead the way" I say, gesturing in front of me. He rolls his eyes, letting Anastatia snap the lock off the door, and we open it quietly, slipping out of the iron barred prison and into the winding stone brick corridors.

We walk quietly through the corridors, oddly not seeing anyone. We guessed that there might be a meeting going on, and we open the door to the food hall.

At the sight of a feast layed on the table, we all went wild.

I lead the charge, running and jumping onto the table and grabbing the biggest piece of meat I could get my hands on, roughly grappling it away from Deamon's hands and practically ripping it to shreds. It was gone in a matter of minutes, with Deamon's help, of course.

Robin and Ryan went straight to the cakes (typical kids) and shoved their faces in it, having a cream fight. 

Mitch grabbed a massive cut of roast beef and shared it with Deadlox. 

Anastatia helped herself to one slice of cake, which Deamon promptly shoved into her face. Sepia and Ellis were pretending to sword fight with bananas and pineapples, and soon a massive food fight erupted. We had to be quiet, of course, but it was hard to not laugh when you are shoving Deamon's face into a massive plateful of red berries.

After half an hour, we were all messy and dripping with food remains. We all laugh quietly, checking the damage. The whole room was coated in dripping wet cream, smashed berries and cake pieces on the walls, and somehow someone managed to get a massive pumpkin pie stuck on the ceiling. It fell down as we all stood staring at it, and it fell onto Deamon's head, making me erupt into laughter, which I had to muffle by shoving the tablecloth into my mouth.

We leave quickly when we hear company, and we run to Sepia's room. Sepia rummages through the cupboards, laughing as Ellis wiped some cake off his face and onto Sepia's neck. He chucked some splash potions at us, and the pain in our wrists disappear. My powers were automatically restored to full charge, and Deamon could fly and use his powers too, which he crowed at happily.