Awakened

Finale

I see someone leisurely walking towards me. I glance up and see the blond.

"Such a pretty face I have to ruin," he tells me, though his words sound muffled.

I mentally throw one of the sofas towards him, but he claps and it bounces backwards. While he is distracted, I have a couple of seconds to heal myself at least a little bit. I stand up on wobbly legs, and this time I fling the television and a table at him from different directions.

His eyes widen when he realizes he must choose which one to block. I am so focused on the two objects that I don't see him direct his sonic clap at me. I let go of them and try to throw myself out of the way. Instead, I crash right through the window.

I tumble around the dewy grass and land on my back, the breath knocked right out of me. The moon is shining above me and I can't help but think about how pointless our fighting is. However, there is no way either of us are going to be the first ones to back down. We're too stubborn. This needs to be over quickly before someone actually gets seriously injured, or even killed. How will I live with that?

I stand up and brush the glass off of me. Planting my feet firmly on the ground, I focus on the wall of the back of the house. I picture it getting loose and crumbling into small pieces. My whole body trembles with the sheer force I'm trying to expel. A big chunk of the wall comes off and I am able to see the fighting inside.

Something drips down my nose as the rest of the wall flies off and over the cliff. I touch a finger tip above my mouth and it comes back dark red. There is no time to worry about that.

The fighting momentarily stops and Archie takes the opportunity to knock one of the guys out. At least I think it is him since I can't actually see him. He must be invisible.

Harry struggles to get off the floor and is kicked in the abdomen by Edward multiple times. I need to help him.

I swiftly drag Edward to me, a sharp pain reverberates in my head. "Stop trying to get into my mind," I tell him. "It isn't going to work."

He cackles. "I don't know what you are talking about. I am not doing anything. By the way, you have a little something," he gestures to his nose.

I wipe my nose with my sleeve. That isn't a good sign.

"Y/N!" Harry calls out from the house.

I look to him just as the ground starts shaking drastically. It is so bad I lose my balance and fall on my side. I grasp onto the grass, closing my eyes to prevent nausea. It feels like everything is spinning.

I faintly hear Edward chuckling.

"You can't keep me out forever," he says.

"This isn't real," I mutter to myself. I'm having a harder time blocking Edward out this time. I force my eyes to open, managing to lift a piece of the crumbled wall. It's a big enough piece that when I throw it in his general direction, it manages to knock him out.

Everything stops spinning and shaking. It takes me a few seconds to get to my feet. Harry is running across the grass towards me.

Leslie speeds next to me. She's cradling her arm by her side. "Is he dead?"

"No, of course not," I say. "He is just unconscious. Where are the other two?"