Rogue (Lesbian Story)

Remember

Sky's P.O.V.

"There's nothing here, Sky! We've been searching for over nine hours! Nine hours Sky, and we're still in the same fucking spot!" Harry whines as I message my forehead, holding in a growl.

It's just he and I out here looking for this damn hidden wonderland. I assigned the others to boarder patrol, making sure that we were the only ones that knew about this seemingly inexistent spot.

"Are you sure this is exactly were she led us?" I ask again for the tenth time, not wanting to have been in the wrong spot the entire time.

He nods his head exasperatedly, already tired of looking for something that isn't here. His body slumps against a tree, defeated, as he rest his head in his palms.

"Where the hell is this place?" He asks himself more than me as I wonder the same thing. Why had she led us out here? For us to go insane? I lean against the tree opposite Harry and just then it sinks in ever so slightly, then the hard wooden trunk is replaced by air.

Before I can fall Harry grabs my hands, steadying me as he looks into the now opened space. Staring at each other, we make a silent decision and enter the tree together, not once letting our guard down. The room, I guess you could say, leads immediately to a flight of stairs that descend lower into the unknown.

Harry and I don't hesitate to take the plunge into the darkness, saying goodbye to the light that once danced on our tan skin. Harry leads as I follow him and just as I'm ten steps in, the hidden trunk door slides shut, cutting of our chance at escape.

The winding stairs seem unending as we continue on our way to hells back door. The walls are coated in dust and decorated by spider webs that Harry continuously runs into. My wolf stays on high alert from being in unexplored territory. I could feel Harry's fear but I'm proud that he pushed it to the back of his mind, trying to be strong in from of his alpha. We travel in the musky darkness for 10 minutes until Harry comes to an abrupt stop. My faces runs into his broad shoulders and I let out an angry growl, not sure why the idiot stopped.

"Sorry. There's a uh door." His voice is shaky and even in the pitch black, I can see the sweat that runs down his pale face. His heart beats rapidly in his chest, imprinting itself on his skin, and I can finally feels all of his fear pouring out of him with each beat of his heart.

"I got it." I say as I try sliding past him but he sticks out his arm, not allowing me to progress any further. Giving him a questioning look, he just shakes his head and walks up to the steel door, hands shaking violently.

When he's arm length away a light flickers on, acknowledging Harry's appearance, then every thing after that surges to life. The lights that's were apparently suspended above our heads flash on, revealing pale blue walls, dressed with alternating symbols that scream familiarity. Thick white symbols fade and dance with the thinner, creating idyllic pictures. My hand levitates from my body, towards the wall, brushing the symbols ever-so softly. The rugged texture remembers me, forcing memories out that I never knew hid within myself.

Images fill my head before I can retract my hand, paralyzingly me with fresh remembrance. The white walls illuminate, becoming a soft brilliant blue, out shinning any other light that existed within the narrow stairwell.

Turning towards Harry, I voice out. "I've been here before Ha--"

"Sky! Your Eyes!" He shout frantically, trying to scream away whatever it was that was wrong with my eyes. What could he mean? I fell fine, great actually.

"They're glow-"

"Password and identification, please." An automatic voice drowns out his words, causing even myself to jump. Harry and I stare at each other, not sure what to do. Our only escape was cut off and we need a password to advance. We're stuck.

"Password and Indentification, please." It asks again but we are both frozen, not sure what to do. When we do not respond, the walls that previously shone blue morph into a murderous red. Sirens roar in our ears, causing both of us to cringe from the proximity. The air immediately thickens, as if it were protecting itself from the noise.

'Think. Remember. We've been here. Remember.' My wolf urges but with the blaring of sirens, lack of air and the insistent flashing of the lights, my mind goes blank.

"...mination. Intruder Alert. Code 19.9.1. Activating emergency sequence 519."

Harry, weakened from lack of air and sound, crumples to the floor, hitting his head on the hard floor. Panic gnaws away at my nerves, threatening to send me into a frenzied state. My head throbs but I try to remember, which is incredibly hard considering I don't know what I need to remember. My eyes, squeezed shut, search the darkness behind the lids, praying that the answer emerges from the shadows within myself.

"Delta Zulu 9 3 Sierra 6 8 Whisky Foxtrot 1."

My eyes shoot open immediately, looking for that sweet, familiar voice. It's can't be her. Something takes over my body as my hand reaches for a black patch on the pale wall. How long had it been there?

Once my hand makes contact, the cold black tile slides away, revealing a key pad and a touch screen. Remembering what the voice told me, I punch in the code and place my hand on the cool metal. Heat surges through my hand, igniting my nerves, but it quickly dissipates.

The walls fade back to the soft blue, no longer flashing, chanting for our death. The siren that filled my ears is now replaced by the loving softness of silence.

"Thank you. Welcome back Miss. Rose."

Before I can even question myself, the door ,that withstood that menacing lights and deadly noises, opens revealing a long, dimly lit, passageway. Fresh air rushes into my lungs and I almost pass out from the wondrous feeling of breathing. Taking a few steps forward, a groan stops me. Looking back, I see Harry's unconscious body sprawled out on the floor. His face is pale, damped by blood, and looks worse than it should have been. Scooping him up, I feel his warm blood seep through my shirt and onto my skin.

'We have to hurry.'

Continuing down the passageway, with Harry slowly passing away, my pace quickens and, before I know it, I'm at the end of the hall, facing another door. Fear invades my senses, afraid that this door will be like the last and that it wouldn't only be Harry knocked out, but me as well.

Trying my luck, I twist the door knob and relief courses through me when the door opens without a fight. Once the door opens, light shines down upon me, blinding me. A figure stands before me but, due to the light, I cannot see them.

All my fears finally burst from inside and spill out of me. My legs and arms go numb, causing me to drop Harry back onto the hard floor. The figure inches towards us but I can't see their face. I want to yell but my body refuses to listen to me.

Darkness clouds my vision and before I can process what's happeneing, I'm on the ground, lying next to Harry.