To Be Found ♧ Legacies

34 | super squad assemble!

The whole crew relocated to the gym. They figured it would be a bigger place to take down the night hag, or whatever it really was. Hope and Landon went to get Dr. Saltzman, leaving the rest of them to gather blankets and pillows in an attempt to make the gym floor more comfortable. Though they were all so tired at this point, Celia knew all it took was to lay down and they'd be out.

In total, they set up five beds in the middle of the gym. One for each of the supernaturals going under. Despite Celia's better judgment, she would be one of them. She kept telling herself it wouldn't be bad-- after all, how could it get worse after the first nightmare?-- but a voice in the back of her head kept nagging otherwise. It took all of her energy to shove that voice away.

As time passed, it became only Celia and Raf setting up the danger zone, and she wasn't super thrilled about it. Kaleb has pulled MG to the side and when Hope and Landon returned they kept to themselves. The way they were all acting made it feel like the last hurrah, and Celia wasn't sure how she felt about that. Were they all expecting the mission to go south? Did they know something she didn't? Hopefully, everything would go well and within the next hour, she'd be passed out in her bed. Alone. With no one bothering her.

Doing what she could, Celia tried to keep her distance from her alpha. If she talked to him, he might try to bring up what had happened earlier, and she wasn't ready to comprehend that whole encounter until she had a full 24 hours of sleep. That didn't mean she wasn't planning on keeping an eye on him. What he'd do, she didn't know. It wasn't like it mattered anyway. Go ahead, spread the fact that she had a breakdown. Celia often kept to herself. She was pretty sure the only reason she was here was because she was with Raf. No one would care.

When she stood to get more blankets she felt him watching her. It seemed like he had a similar agenda. She turned back to try and catch him in the act, but he shifted his gaze over to Hope and Landon. He caught himself quickly but his face fell just enough that if you were looking you'd see it. Celia followed his gaze to find Hope whispering something in Landon's ear. She wondered what was going on inside Raf's head? Why did the two of them bother him so much?

While her gaze was on Hope, she felt Raf look back at her. If he kept this up this was going to be a long few hours.

As she put the final touches on the last bed, Hope pulled away from Landon. Her eyes fell amongst the five teens. "Let's get this over with, huh?"

Reluctantly, Celia nodded, laying down onto the bed she just set up. Here we go.

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She was in the library again. The familiar sight caused a sigh of relief to escape her lips. Could she be so lucky to not face anything again? Or was that hopeful thinking?

She wandered through amongst the shelves, keeping each of her hands on the hard wood that made up her maze. The shelves were acting as an anchor, a reminder. Hopefully, they'd keep her grounded for whatever was next.

Her knees gave out when she rounded the corner, gripping the table next to her was the only thing that kept her from falling. Scattered around the floor in front of the doors to the library was everyone she had ever known. Jed was the first one she saw, two long slash marks were down his chest. Then there was Robert and Kenzie and other littles. Josie and Lizzie. Hope. Landon. MG. Kaleb. Raf. Even Dr. Saltzman.

Celia's breath got caught in her throat. What happened?

"You lost control, Cece." Celia's gaze snapped up to a voice she hadn't heard in years.

Maddie Cowen stood in front of her. Her hands were pressed against her blood-covered chest as if she was trying to keep it all in.

"Wh-what?" Celia stammered.