SARAH:
Huntor set the mirror in place behind us, and set the wall back with his telekinesis, then, we moved. With my new power, I changed my eyes into night seeing. The world shifted, blinding, then righted. Ten steps, then a turn around a corner. We went, flight, after flight, after flight, after, flight. We were silent, our boots making no sound as we dropped so far underground I felt, could actually feel the rock around us. Not to mention smell the dust of the stone stairs we descended. My tiny feet stepped, and stepped, and stepped, and, stepped. Then, we rounded a corner, and I threw out my arm, grabbing Huntor's arm. "Wait." Ten steps below us, were two giant stone statues. We waited, the statues seemed to watch us, blank eyes staring. "Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait, wait, wait." I muttered. Naturally, the statues moved. They slowly walked up the stairs, "What do we do?" I asked, luculent question. "Only thing we can do." Huntor said. "Which is?" Reina asked. Huntor drew his staff and the statues attacked.
I spun on my heel and drew my ice fans, then rethought it, ice fans wouldn't work with stone statues. I swore, violently, and lashed out with a frontsnap kick. Huntor wielded his staff, swinging it with expert ease. Reina drew her green daggers as one got passed Huntor, and swung for her face. She blocked it's strike, and, using the other, to cut off it's wrist. The stone hand fell, then, regrew, and the statue split symmetrically, right down the middle, and became two more statues. "WHAT THE HELL?" I shouted as the two, three, statues, came at us. Reina spun, stabbing her dagger into stone, deep. But the statue just split again, and became four more. "Damn it, it's a fucking litany of them." I said. Huntor, who still fought below, swore violently as he narrowly missed getting his head taken off.
"Well we Can't just keep fighting like this." I said, side-kicking one of the statues. "ANY OF YOU GOT AN IDEA?" "HUNTOR's THE SMART ONE." Reina yelled. "OH AM I HOW?" He asked. "YES." We both yelled. "WELL I'VE GOT SOMETHING, BUT IT's, INSANE." "THOSE ARE MY FAVORITE KIND." I yelled. "REINA, GIVE ME AN EARTHQUAKE." "WHAT?" She yelled. "NOW." He bellowed. Reina slid her blades away, held out her palms in front of her, palms down, and shoved downward. The Earth stomped, then trembled, shaking us like dice in a cup. Hell, I almost flew down the stairs. But the statues froze, then, bowed their heads, as if in recognition. Then, lead the way, passed Huntor and around the corner. Frowning severely, we followed. "Woah." We entered a cavern that was the size of the Indigo Dinner Hall, but the woah, was for the gigantic lake sitting smooth as glass in the center of it all. The statues joined a ring of others around the circumference of the lake. We had about four feet before walking off the stone, and into inky black waters. Huntor said, "I feel, things in here. Ancient, large things." He turned to face me, "Let's bring it down a few dozen degrees." Reina sighed. "Sometimes, why me?" "It's better than, ice to see yah." I commented. Reina rolled her eyes. "Cool it Sarah." "Chill out Huntor." "Stop." Reina actually threw up her hands. "Just stop, both of you." But there was a smile on her face. I held out my hands, and the water had a sudden flash freezing.
Huntor chuckled as ice, thick and heavy, wove it's way over the lake, then inside, freezing everything. Soon, the smooth glass lake, was actually smooth as glass, and just as opaque. "So they say." Huntor commented. "Let's go." I said, and stepped my tiny feet over the ice. Huntor held out his hand, sensing, sensing, sensing, then, "Ah, here." He paused, we were dead center of the lake and, oh God, that was a long, long, long drop. There was a shelf, but we'd passed it several hundred yards back, and nothing laid under us but open water, open, black, frozen water. "What is it?" Again, obvious question. "There's a trapdoor under there." "Do I wanna know how you feel that?" Reina asked. Huntor shrugged. "I see it, through the water." "I arrogate I have to make a staircase?" I asked. He smiled at me, "You'd be arrogating properly." With that, I shoved my small left hand down and the ice groaned as a staircase tunneled down. "Welcome to The Snow Queen's tower." I said. "Poor joke." Huntor said. "You could do better. Especially if that's a Harry Potter reference." Reina slapped his arm. He shrugged, and started down the steps.
We went round and round the circular case. Walking even further underground than usual, than perhaps normal, or even recommended. Finally, I couldn't help it, asking the luculent questions, "Why hasn't anyone ever found this place? Ever scoured down here?" "Maybe people did." Huntor said. "Maybe they did, and were attacked, either by the stone statues, or by whatever lives in this lake. Either way, I believe we, were meant to come here, we were meant to find this place." We rounded a corner, the umpteenth one. "I think I'm going to vomit." Huntor laughed. "Huh, all that killing and destroying, and circles are the end of it for you? Sad." "Kiss my ass." She retorted. "Probably dusty and dirty." Huntor commented. I cracked up, and Reina, poor Rey, put her head in her hands. "What did I do to deserve walking into danger with you two?" We rounded, and I froze, literally. Blank, white eyes stared at me, and, I screamed. Well, correction, would've screamed, if Huntor hadn't pressed his hand over my mouth, so fast he almost slid a finger in. But I couldn't even consider if I'd find that a turn on or not, no, because, because eyes, eyes as big as exercise balls stared at me. A head, no, mantle that was so huge, white, white and glaring, glaring white. Suddenly, I was back, on the water, trapped by Leia and Kaio, watching helplessly as Huntor fought for his life, racing underwater, fleeing gigantic squid, horrifying beasts, but this, this one, it was bigger, so much, so, much, bigger. "There's things here." Huntor had said. I felt a hand on my shoulder, squeezing, hard. "Sarah, snap out of it." Huntor came into focus, "It's frozen, it can't hurt you, can't hurt you." "Can't hurt me." Were the unspoken words. I breathed, breathed, and kept walking, now not looking absently into the water. Soon after we found the trapdoor and Reina pressed her palm against it. "There's a hallway, a corridor under us that goes ahead ten feet, then, holy shit, the cavern there, is bigger than this one, lake included." "I am seriously, seriously smelling trap." I said. Huntor shrugged. "We made it this far. Let's go."AMELIA:
PHILADELPHIA
"MOVE." Camille bellowed it as she leaped overhead, wielding her knives. Jeffrey swore in rapid Spanish, shooting a bow with ease. "Yeah, I kill all you sick bastards." He said, then yelled, "WE DA SPANISH MAFIA, RELOADING, RELOADING, RELOADING." Lorna spun on her heel, smiling broadly at a pair of Keepers, they lowered their guns, staring at her adorable face, her childish smile. Then, she beheaded them. Camille screamed, "YES< YES, WE THE INDIGO ARMADA NOW BITCHES." "And some would say I had a potty mouth." "What?" I asked, turning to Hailey. "Oops." She said with an innocent smile. "Nothing mommy. Love you." "Uh-huh, we'll talk about that later." She smiled, and roundhouse kicked a Keeper. Camille rolled through the air and took two heads off with one go. Hailey spun and slashed up into a Keeper's armored breast plate, and into the heart. I brought my elbow on a Keeper's head, and ended him with a knife at the throat, right, to, left. I lashed out with a roundhouse, then brought my blade down. Finally, when they were all dead around us, Brooklyn, the warrior Oracle, came out with a selection of children, teens, and adults, thirty-five in all, thirty-five, out of a few hundred. That was how many we saved. Brooklyn only shook her head. Camille said, "Come on, before more come." Brooklyn held up a glass orb, swirling with blue energy. "Indigo Orbs." Huntor had called them that. Brooklyn rolled three of them, then vanished into a portal with the Indigos. Camille took Lorna's and Jeffrey's hands and they made their own portal. I took hailey's hand, and we, vanished too.
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BATTLE SCARS: (Indigo Symbols Book II)
ActionThey're back, the Indigo have been remade into warriors and Indigo-Gods. Powers that come from sacrifices, powers that come from the Higher Beings who control the twenty-four plains of existence. Our heroes are back in this second novel of action-pa...