Fire and Ice

Max

My eyes flew open and I felt myself gasping for air. The room I was in was dark and damp, it reminded me of a dungeon. I stood up and walked around, feeling a sharp pain in my wrists. I looked down at my hands and saw they were handcuffed. I pulled hard but they wouldn't budge open. I was trapped in here, and Denver would never find me. I fell down onto the floor and cried, letting the tears slowly turn to ice. That happens now, when I touch water it turns into ice. I suddenly got an idea, I pushed my hands together and felt the ice freezing away the handcuffs, freeing my hands. I pulled myself up and walked towards the door, trying to unlock it. No use, it was locked inside and out. I fell against the door, feeling the icy tears roll down me hitting my lap. 

"Reuben..." I whispered. "I'm sorry I couldn't save you." I put my head on my knees and cried. I cried for what seemed like hours, until someone called my name from the shadows.

"Max... Is that you?" The voice croaked, it sounded so familiar. Almost like-

'Reuben?!" I yelled running over. I put my arms around him and cried. "What's going on? I thought you were working with The Takers? Why are you in the dungeon?"

He shook his head, he looked the way he did when I first found him in the woods. There was a large cut on his lip and his nose was bleeding, his eye was black and pussy. He looked... terrible. I felt my throat close up.

"No Max. I'm sorry about what happened, that wasn't me. I went into the woods that morning, to get something when they grabbed me. They said I was wanted and they knocked me out. I guess they used a clone of me, to get you to come after me... I never wanted to hurt you. This is all my fault." He started crying. I looked at the wall behind him and saw it was covered with leaves.

"It's okay Reuben. We'll get out of this. Denver and Emmaline will find us and we'll all go home together." I hugged him again. His eyes suddenly turned dark.

"Emmaline is alone with Denver?" He choked out.

"Yeah, we were going to find you when The Takers grabbed me. What's wrong?" He looked away from me.

"Max. It wasn't The Takers that took us-"

He was cut off by the door opening, someone entered the room.

"Well, well. If it isn't my two favorite people." The voice, it couldn't be. But it was.

Emmaline, she was working with The Takers.