I scream as Cal falls on the floor, knocked out by the electromagnetic wave that destroyed the hallway. I taste a metallic tang, but I lick it away. I fall to my knees, and I try to shake Cal. Please wake up. Please, please, please, wake up. You can't leave me now.
He groans slightly, or maybe I only imagine it because he doesn't stir a muscle. I throw my head on his chest, but my heart is pounding too hard in my head for me to hear anything. I jerk up, and take his wrist in my hands.
I feel a pulse. I could cry of joy right now. Instead I drag him into his room, lay him on his bed, to make sure he's safe. Then I set off.
I can still feel the electromagnetic wave through my ears, in my brain, pulsating blindly. But it doesn't affect me at all.
I push open door after door, every time seeing people in the same state as Cal. My heart tightens in my chest.
I set my goal to be to find the origin of the pulsing wave, because it's driving me crazy. Trouble is, I never know where I am or where to go, because the hallways have crumbled or have been permanently disfigured.
Why am I not affected? This isn't what I can do, this isn't just electricity or lightning or something an electricon can control. It doesn't do anything to me, but I can't grasp it to control it, to make it stop. It's liquefying my brain.
I run through the hallways, I run and I run. This is a maze. Fortunately, I know that maze well, thanks to Cal. Cal, who is now laying unconscious in his bed, like everyone else in this castle. Everyone except me.
I finally make my way outside, to the garden designed for all the special events. I vaguely remember Maven and Iris' wedding taking place here. If someone is letting that wave out, they must be here. That, or they're much more powerful than I think they are. Which is just as scary as coming face to face with them just about now.
They're not more powerful than I thought. I see someone, to the far end of the square, stretched out, hands pulsating to the same rhythm I hear pounding in my head and my chest. I sprint up to them, sending a bolt of purple lightning to their back. The person topples over, and the wave calms down before vanishing. I strike once again, approaching the figure slowly.
" Who are you? " I ask firmly, my hands still outstretched in front of me defensively.
" H- How did - How did you resist th - this? "
" You're not exactly in a good position to bargain, if you know what I mean. " I reply, little sparks appearing at my hands.
The person - I've now seen it's a she - sighs and closes her eyes, regaining her breath. I don't want her to. I send a small spark to her chest. She swears.
" Will you - stop! "
She's got nerve, that's for sure.
" You're the one knocking people off where she isn't supposed to even be. You answer my questions. "
" Who the bloody hell are you? "
I scoff. She clearly doesn't understand.
" I said, I'm the one asking questions here. Who are you? "
She sighs. I think she's finally understood.
" All right. All right. I'm Abigail Clencher. Now who are you? "
" I'm not bleeding done. What are you? " I push on.
" Newblood. My dad was a Silver, a Magnetron. My mom was a newblood too, she had lightning powers. "
" Was? "
" Died, both of them. The Samos blokes killed 'em last year. "
" I'm sorry. "
" Nah. I'm over it. "
It startles me. Over it?
" Well, then what are you doing here? " I ask, regaining my composure.
" Knocking people out to wreck the elections. "
Blatant honesty makes me uncomfortable. I'm in my element when people lie, I'm good at seeing through them. I don't understand why anybody would ever be honest for something like this.
" Why? "
" Got paid. "
" Who paid you? "
" Wow, wow, woman, now you're trying to make me break professional secret. "
She smirks, and I know I'm starting to lose patience.
" Look, I'm not letting you wreck the elections. So you either tell me now, or later under much worse circumstances. It's your choice. "
" I don't think you'll hurt me. "
" Did you forget when you were pleading for me to stop? "
" I- Well. It's a risk I'll have to take. 'Cos I'm not telling you anything. "
" You just told me who you were, what you were, and what you were doing here, " I say as I count on my fingers, " It wouldn't change that much - to you - to say who hired you, as well. "
" Like I said, it's a risk I'm willing to take. I don't think you'll hurt me anything close to what they'd do if they found out I'd talked. "
" Well then. Alright. Violence wins, then? "
" Looks like it. "
She lunges for me, but I'm much faster. I pin her to the ground and I hear a crack. It's a choice she made when she decided not to say anything. I send a jolt of electricity down her arms, and as she convulses I grab her wrists and twist them closer together in her back as soon as she rolls over. I jerk her on her feet, she's still shaking from my lightning. I push her in the back to make her understand she needs to walk. She does reluctantly, her pace steady but slow.
People must be starting to wake up by now. I wonder if they'll know what happened to them, why they collapsed. I wonder if Cal will wonder why he is on his bed and not in the hallway. I wonder if they'll be ok.
Author's Note: After a long time of barely posting, I'm happy to say I am now finding more time to write, and I'm already almost finished writing part 19, so it should be up there soon, probably on Monday. I hope you like this one, and everything that's to come. I am aiming for about 25 chapters, so I'm almost done, which I'm really excited about! I hope you all have a nice weekend! Love you guys!

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Silver King
FanfictionThe war against Maven has been won, and now it is time for Cal to become king of Norta. Will he be able to overcome the nightmares of his violent past and rule over a kingdom that has been divided by his own allies? Will he be strong enough to marry...