Shadows Rising

Rebel Love Song

Hi, everyone! Welcome to the third book of my "The Wild Ones" series. If you want to check out the first two books, the first one is "The Wild Ones (BVB)" and the second is "Legion of the Killjoys", which is a legion of the black X Danger Days crossover. I hope all of you like this story just as much as the other ones. Here's the first chapter! I'll include a short summary of what happened at the end of the last book just in case you forgot.

{The End of "Legion of the Killjoys"- Andy's POV}

       Suddenly, a cry of pain passed my lips as my head exploded. "Andy? Andy, what is it?!" Ash said, rushing to my side as I hunched over in skull-splitting pain, clutching my head and sinking to my knees. 

     "I....I don't..." I choked, sobs escaping my mouth as the pain pulsed through my head. Suddenly, my ears started ringing. I could hardly hear the scream that erupted from my throat, but the pain was unbelievable. I opened my eyes a little, just enough to see Ashley saying something. "I...I can't...h-hear..." I said, probably louder than I was planning on. Suddenly, I went still, the ringing and the pain subsiding.

        Ashley and the others looked at me curiously. I went to get up, but gasped as I felt a sort of...second presence in my head. "You may have defeated Control, but you will never defeat me. I will destroy all of you! I am coming for you, so watch your backs, though that won't matter. You will not see me coming!" The voice shouted, through my mouth. 

     My senses returned just in time to hear Ashley calling my name one last time, before everything around me went black. 

{Ashley's POV}

     I couldn't get Andy's pain-filled screams, his agonizing sobs out of my head. They haunted me, day in and day out. I couldn't get the words out of my head either. Something was coming for us, and none of us had any idea what to expect. 

     I sat beside Andy in our bed, my fingers running through his hair as I hummed gently. He'd been asleep for two days. Due to past experience with this, I knew I shouldn't worry-he just needed to rest, regain his strength- but I always worried about Andy, no matter what. I loved him too much not to. 

     I looked down at his face, pale and angelic in the soft glow of the moon coming in through the desert sky. He looked peaceful, which made me happy. Hopefully that meant he wasn't having bad dreams. I yawned and stretched out on the bed, looking at Andy one more time before closing my eyes and going to sleep.

     I woke up sometime around sunrise to a groan from beside me. "Andy?" I asked, jumping out of bed and looking over at him. His eyes were squinted a little, his hand grasping at the bed sheet. "Andy, honey, it's Ashley. Come on, wake up. Follow my voice." I instructed quietly in his ear. 

     His head turned to the side before turning back to me, his eyes gliding open. "Ashley," he whispered, smiling. 

     "Hey, beautiful. Bad dream?" I asked, nonchalant as if nothing had happened. He shook his head, sitting up. 

     "No. Just trying to wake up. I almost didn't want to, but I heard your voice, and I wanted to see you. I missed you," he said, wrapping his arms around me. 

     I chuckled and pulled him deeper into the hug. "I missed you too, Angel. You've been asleep for two days. How do you feel?" I asked. 

     "Fine." he answered simply. 

     "Do you remember what happened?" I wondered. 

     "Yeah. The...The voice, and...God, Ashley, that pain. And my ears were ringing and I couldn't hear you. Who was that?" he asked.