Waking Nightmares|NewScapeSquad Fanfic

Reconcile

Tommy's eyes widened at the seemingly sudden attack by the shorter girl. The knife came closer and closer to his chest and he was still rooted to the spot. This was his inevitable death coming at him. Suddenly, a loud creaking sound sounded through the confined area. He furrowed his brows as hope took hold of him. There was no way that was what he thought it was.

The Siren released a loud maniacal laugh as the blade came closer to his former pet, "You should have known better than to disobey the one that gave you so much." She commented with a crazy gleam in her shining red eyes. She watched in satisfaction as the blade came within inches of the male's chest.

But that was where it stopped.

The female's features contorted into rage as she looked behind her, "What are you doing?! This was our chance, dear puppet!" She shouted, although she quickly realized her mistake.

It was not her dear puppet stopping her. Nick had returned. And he looked as distraught as he had while he was out of control, "Guess again, bitch." He snarled. In one quick movement, the shorter girl had the knife pressed to the brunette's throat.

"This is my domain. Don't think you're home free until you have crossed through those gates." She spat in the male's ear, "You may have been freed after the power was restored, but you are still completely at my mercy." She added.

Tommy recovered from the shock (which had caused him to stumble and fall backwards) and stepped forward, "Enough is enough, Siren. You have been defeated and we're all leaving." He spoke calmly, although his eyes reflected his terror. They had just gotten him back, he couldn't die before Ashlie could talk to him.

Nick looked at Tommy pleadingly. His eyes said everything he wanted in those moments:Don't piss her off. Please don't piss her off. I want to live. Tommy took a small step closer to the two and the Siren responded by pressing the blade closer to Nick's throat. If he made one more move, the brunette's throat would be slashed in an instant.

"I suggest you let him go." A new voice spoke from behind the Siren.

She quickly spun around, her knife pressed against Nick's throat still. There stood Cory, a hand on his chest, but the signs of his infection had seemingly disappeared. He still appeared slightly weak, but he was standing on his own just fine. A knife was pointed right at the Siren's face.

"Let him go, or so help me I will stab you right in the forehead." His voice was much stronger as well; no pain, just a cold anger, "Your time of toying with us is over, and you know it, so back down."

The Siren's red eyes went wide and a laugh erupted from her, "You think you won?!!! This is my realm; everything you do is decided by me!! You are in my control!! I don't give a shit if the gates are powered or not!! You will all die regardless!!" She shouted in a frenzy.

Nick closed his eyes. He was so close, yet once again so very far. This woman was mad, and if either of the boys did anything incorrectly, he was a goner. Flashes of his time under her control went through his mind-moments when he could feel nothing but a searing guilt or a choking sorrow so intense he was sure he would lose his mind.

Tommy turned back to UNi, who was watching the whole spectacle fearfully, "Take Ashlie and get to the gate. We'll meet up with you." He spoke calmly to keep UNi from freaking out even more. All it would take was a little bit of his own fear to shine through and UNi would have a breakdown, and he, nor Ashlie, could afford that.

The blue haired male slowly adjusted his glasses and stood, hauling Ashlie into his arms. He watched Tommy for a moment as a silent conversation was held between them.