"Everyone get strapped up and ready!! We march in 20!!" Everyone rushes around inside the building. I stand by the door patting everyone who passes on the back bidding them a good fight. In under 12 minutes everyone is up, dressed, strapped up, armed and out of the building in their groups. I step up on the same rock I stood on last night. Want to split up. FOTD on the left of me!" I point to my left. "The TDOS on my right!" Everyone splits up quickly and I turn to my right. "Everyone in the TDOS! Can I have your attention?" They all quiet down their chatter. "I know this isn't how you expected to spend your week and I'm sorry for that, but I must warn there will be death and I can't guarantee you will all live to tell the tale."
"Jynx. Don't supply us with wishy washy shit! We were aware of the consequences of joining ya, but we're doing it anyway!!" Dizzy shouts from the back. I smile softly.
"I'm glad to hear you say that, Dizzy. I'm afraid I have a request of you."
"You're in charge. You don't need my permission."
"I want Jordan to stay here with my cousin and Doc. We will set up a quick area so she can keep us updated through headsets. Only the team leaders will have headsets so we don't have to pass out over a million headsets. Team leaders, stand in front of me and take one headset before heading back to your team!" I watch as one by one takes a headset and scurries off. I hop of the rock and walk over to Jordan.
"Mrs. Jackson," Jordan nods curtly.
"Please. Mrs. Jackson was my mother, Jynx. I wouldn't ask you to call me anything else!" I chuckle out. I watch as she fidgets with the sleeves of her shirt while looking at her shoes. "I promise you that Fe and Doc will take good care of you," I stay softly while kneeling down to her eye level. Her eyes are glossed over as if she's about to cry as she quickly pushes her glasses up. She refuses to even look my way.
"I'm not scared about that, Mr- Jynx. I'm sure they will. I'm more worried about you and mom." The word mom catches me slightly off guard. I place a hand on her shoulder.
"Who's your mom, sweetheart?"
"Lelselea Dawnfury or you know her as..."
"Dizzy," I finish. Jordan finally looks up at me and I see that she's starting to cry. I pull her into a hug and let her cry on my shoulder. I don't care who the hell is wanting a war, I won't join until I know that Jordan is okay. As much as I want to get Sammy back, I can't just turn my back on Jordan. "I'll try my best to make sure that not just your mom lives, but that every single one of us does." Jordan nods into my shoulder before gently pushing herself away. She smiles sheepishly before sprint away into the building with Fe and Doc.
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Set up and ready for war. That's what I would say anyway. Fog lightly blocks our vision as we split up around the building. I look up at the mountain to our left. On top of it is Sentinel, Anastasia, Ralph (Mile 46) Donald, Miles (Moonshine) Robinson, and Volt. Why Volt agreed to be with a man he doesn't trust is beyond me, but I'm not complaining. I look at the building before nodding to Felix. Once close enough we tap on our headsets. Silently, we slink through the halls. Fe runs to the back door and melody to the east door. When they comeback Dizzy and Mr. Darkrose are behind them. We nod carefully before splitting up. Felix heads to the west door, Melody to the East door, Dizzy to the back door, Cheshire to the front, Mr. Darkrose goes to get Sammy and I follow a pair of stairs.
"Do you need a bird's eye view?" Jordan asks through my headset. I pull a small bird out of my pocket.
"That would be helpful. Thanks, Jordan!" I speak softly. The bird flies up from my hand and disappears into the darkness ahead of me. I continue to trot through the darkness. I hear the jangle of chains as Jordan's voice reaches my ears.
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The Hunt [BOOK 2: WAR OF MORTALS] [Completed]
Художественная прозаJynx has to do her best to keep her family safe despite what Michil thinks of said idea.