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2.9

//ashton//

We didn't know where to go from knowing that Cooper and Luke were taken by the hunters. We couldn't exactly go to the house and get them back because they'd just take us too and then there'd be no one to try and save us. All we could really do was hope for some sort of miracle.

"What if I went in alone?" Calum suggested. "Mali wouldn't let anyone hurt me."

"And what are you going to do, Hood?" Michael quizzed. "Go up to your sister, demand she stop being a psycho and let your friends go? I get she cares about you because you're her baby brother and all, but I don't think that's how it works."

"Well then what the hell do you suggest we do, Michael? Because last time I checked, your idea about running away to 'keep Cooper safe' didn't go down so well either." he spat angrily.

"Cal." Noel said soothingly, rubbing circles on his back.

"Your childish fighting is getting us nowhere." Jeremy stated, glaring at the two boys.

"And you telling us that we're getting us nowhere also is getting us fucking nowhere." Michael shot back.

I understood everyone was upset because Bridgette and Luke were gone, but should everyone really be fighting with each other? At least Emily, Ella, and Noel weren't fighting. But you could feel the anger and hostility in the room and it was starting to piss me off too. And me being angry and upset would definitely not help anyone.

I have morals and I always told myself that I would never use my powers, but this was going to be for the better, "Everyone just calm down."

The atmosphere did a complete 180 and I felt ten times better being there. The fire in everyone died down and they were standing there, looking at me like because I could calm them down, I had the answer.

"What if Ashton did his freaky mind control thing?" Jeremy suggested.

"That's not a bad idea." Emily chimed in with a nod.

"I think you're forgetting that we're dealing with witches," Calum reminded them, "and ghost hunters are probably immune to gifts too; they're not stupid, they'd have some sort of protection."

"So we're basically fucked," Michael stated as if he was completely accepting this. "Our best friends are going to die and we can't do anything because we're just worthless fucking ghosts."

"Way to keep positive." Ella grumbled, rolling her eyes.

"And what have you done, exactly?" Michael questioned, folding his arms over his chest as he sized up to the girl that was considerably shorter than him. She didn't back down or even bat an eyelash.

"Only saved your ass, thank you very much," she informed him sharply. "Or should I say you're welcome."

"Fuck off." he mumbled, turning away.

"Look, maybe we should sit down and-"

The doorbell went off and then there was a constant banging on the door immediately after. Who the hell could possibly be trying to find the people in this house? They were supposed to be on vacation for another month -- they weren't going to come back but they were supposed to come back in a month which meant no one should be looking for them.

"Maybe they'll leave." I whispered, staring down the hall in the direction of the door.

After a moment, the banging did stop, but then a few seconds later, we heard a click like the lock was turned. I tensed up and prepared myself for whoever was about to walk through the door -- it was fight or flight but we didn't have anywhere else to go but I also didn't want to hurt anyone intentionally.