Trapped in the Consequence of Time

Conducting gold - Aquila's POV

The hovercraft ride from Thirteen was a lot more entertaining than it was to. For starts when I left the Capitol everybody I knew there was dead and the hovercraft was filled with their bodies, then there was the air of anticipation because at any second I could be shot down (from above as well as below) or the hovercraft could catch fire (it was faulty) or the mean looking rebel escorting me away could shoot me (I later beat him up for calling me a wimp). The tension had been so thick the only way to break it would be to attack it repeatedly with a chainsaw; my dad had just died and told me that my mom was a goddess while the rebel had just watched his best friend get shot, so we didn’t talk much and the silence was almost as deafening as the tension was thick. My life hung in the balance and the whole world had gone pear shaped.

This time the threat of immediate death was even higher but lurked in the shadows so we couldn’t make out the form it could come in; the hovercraft was fine and nobody was grieving, I was with my friends and we were quite relaxed about flying to our deaths and smashing the world back into the right shape.

I blame James.

The second, I think, we got on he put up two charms, one to block sound and one to block us from view, even before we had taken off our invisibility charms. The result was Rose and Al, the smallest people, crawling around the hovercraft looking for Alexis because we ran into each other and he ended stumbling away and got distracted by all the weapons. Then all of us sat around and ate some magical sweets that Rose had in her bag. We were doing okay, and by okay I mean that mine and Alexis’ ADHD wasn’t too bad and we were entertained by the sweets, until James decided that it was too quiet and started a dancing companion.

In a very compact space.

We were laughing so hard that it took us a full five minutes to realise we were landing so that we had to wait an extra ten minutes to leave which seemed a lot longer than the hour long flight. Then we snuck through the Capitol landing strip, which was a lot fancier and more guarded than its District Thirteen equivalent, only having to wipe two peoples memories but ended up running all the way to the presidential square after Al fell over a bin and we got chased by guard dogs, forcing James to remove the invisibility spell while running for his life, we only stopped for a rest five minutes later when we were sure that the dogs were gone, I slowed down and lead the others into an abandoned ally next to the square where we wouldn’t be seen.

“Plans?” I asked immediately while everybody else sat down and wheezed.

“Don’t trip over any more bins?” James suggested and was promptly punched by Al.

“Get into the presidential mansion.” Willow said smiling slightly at James and Al who were now in a full on sibling fight while Rose sat and glared at them. “Then propose our idea and get hovercrafts to bomb Thirteen.”

“That works.” Alexis grunted. “But I wouldn’t say no to a bit more violence.”

“Don’t speak to soon you might get it.” Willow warned

“You’re cheery today.” James told them “Unfortunately I think you’ve got your wish.” I turned to see where he was looking and saw a man standing silent in the shadows at the end of the ally. When James spoke he stepped forward and for half a second I thought he was still in the shadows before realising that he wasn’t then I wished he would step back. He had wild red hair covered in random dark spots; every surface of skin, his face, his hands, was covered in scars caved an inch deep; his dark clothing was ragged and torn like he’d just come from a fight with a lion and covered in spots like his hair but his eyes were the most disturbing one was blind and pure white the other was pure black so that I first thought that he didn’t have one there before blood dripped down from it the same colour as the patches in his hair and clothes.

“I don’t come with violence James Potter, I come with warnings.” I almost laughed out loud at his accent, a deep District Six one, it just didn’t go with his appearance, but something told me that it wouldn’t be a good idea.

“What type of warnings?” Alexis asked glaring distrustfully at the man. “And who are you?”

“I am Thanatomyriads spokesman, I am Sayer and I will only tell you once by opening the watch you have destroyed us all, Thanatomyriad will rule us all and your choices will keep us all here.” Sayer said.

“Big believer of the rule of three isn’t he?” Al mumbled and Sayer glanced at him.

“I wouldn’t be so certain Albus Potter even now the rule of three won’t save your sister.” Al tensed.

“What have you done to Lilly?” He growled, Sayer walked towards us and only stopped when he reached me.

“Nothing, I don’t need to.”

“How do you know who they are?” I asked quietly.

“Our founder doesn’t think much of their father and I have a duty. You can’t continue, you can’t change time back the consequences would be… disastrous.”  I froze.

“Are you threatening us?” I demanded as Alexis snapped: “we’re still going anyway.” Sayer ignored me and smiled creepily at Alexis.

“I hoped you’d say that.” He admitted. “It means I can’t let you pass.” He lashed out so fast that I almost missed it; Alexis reacted almost as fast swinging his sword cutting Sayer’s shoulder so that even more of his blood poured down. James and Rose jumped to their feet as Al pulled out his wand and shot a curse, I glanced at Willow, who was fumbling with her bow, and pulled out my sword and slashed at Sayer.

Despite our best efforts he wouldn’t back down even though he was a literal fountain of blood now and was started to get back at us. I ducked Sayers weapon that I still hadn’t seen felt my sword tumble out of my grasp as he grabbed my wrist, I glanced up to see that he had his very long knife at my head and was holding my wrist in his other hand, he had a golden bracelet on it that had obviously slipped down.

“You can’t change time.” He stated and pressed his knife down on my neck to emphasise that point. I flinched as a wave of pain flew not through my neck but my wrist where the bracelet was touching it. It was freezing my arm and sending negative thoughts to me through the pain, I almost started to agree with him about not changing time when the view in the bracelet changed, instead of seeing the ally wall and Sayers wrist I could see Orion, bloody and bruised, fighting with a fury that I usually accosted more with Alexis than him. As I watched I saw my godly half-sister Piper McLean or Grace grab his arm and say something in his ear, Piper looked about our age and was definitely dressed for a fight, in her cargo pants and tank top and she had a small cut on her shoulder dripping with blood, red mortal blood, she slashed her sword and then locked her eyes with Orion’s. I couldn’t hear anything but knew with absolute certainty what she said.

“Please, we need your help.” Orion glared at whatever he was fighting and then ran off, Piper looked directly at me through the bracelet and raised her eyebrows in surprise.

“Gold conducts, times was, is being conducted Aquila, I’d help Alexis before he does something stupid.” Then she too ran off and I stared in surprise before sifting my eyes up to Sayer. He was still on his feet and seemed to have a full supply of never ending strength, almost like he was drawing it from somewhere.

Gold conducts.

Ignoring the pain in my arm and neck I twisted around and yanked the bracelet off of Sayer wrist, he stared at me in surprise and then looked down at his chest before looking back up at me.

“You’ve just made the problem worse.” He said like he really regretted it before he started to choke, the blood was flowing more forcibly now I couldn’t see any skin beneath it as I took a shaky step back, Sayer fell to his knees and vanished into a pool of darkness.

“What the actual hell?” Al asked and pretty much summed up my thoughts.

“I think this is what’s changing time.” I said holding up the bracelet. They all stared at me.

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