Trial by Fire

Chapter IV

Arron awoke to the sound of rustling in his vent. He groggily opened his eyes as the rustling stopped. A muffled cruse came out of the vent as it broke. A small figure descended from the vent with a small squeak. Arron moved to get away but the person fell straight on his chest. He let out a yelp as pressure was put on his burn.

"OH MY GOD, I'm SO- and who are you~," The girl spoke after getting a good look at the frightened boy under her. Arron pushed her off his bed at pulled the blankets over him.

"Rude," A sharp London accent came through as she stood up and Melly burst in, hearing her nephew's yell.

"Are you okay Arron, I thought I heard someone?" Melly asked looking around the small room.

"Oh hi Melody is this lovely man yours," The girl asked, getting up and dusting herself off. Her long red hair was pulled back in a braid and her purple eyes glistening when she looked at Arron.

"He's my nephew and Blythe why where you in the goddamn vents?" She asked looking annoyed at the giggling girl.

'Ally told me that we had rats. I was chasing after one when I landed on this fit bloke," she explained moving closer to Arron

"Wait, everybody, wait, who the hell are you and why are you flirting with me?" Arron asked getting out of bed and pulling on his shirt, as he felt uncomfortable under Blythe's gaze.

"Oh, I'm Blythe, Blythe Madison. Power is Gravity Control," She explained while Arron squeaked, floating up towards the ceiling.

"Blythe put him down!" Melly commanded annoyance shining in her tired features.

"Okay, don't get miffed!" Blythe exclaimed as Arron found his footing on the ground

"Never do that again, please," Arron asked holding his stomach. Blythe blushed and apologized frantically.

"It's time for breakfast, so come on and, Blythe... remember personal space," Melly glared at Blythe.

"Oh you spunk trumpet," Blythe grumbled but moved away from Arron. They headed down the hallway, now lit with the morning sun. The smell of oatmeal and bacon filled up Arron's nose as his stomach rumbled. Melly led him to a large room where Alex, Iza, and Finn were eating.

"Good morning sleepyhead, I see you've met Blythe." Iza greeted Arron with a bright smile.

"Did you find the rat?" Alex asked, his mouth full of oatmeal. Finn was laying his head on the table, a cup of coffee in his hand. Looking up to greet Arron he gulped down three big gulps of coffee.

"Is someone tried~," Melly teased sitting down next to him. He grumbled a few curse words before eating a piece of almost burnt bacon.

"Um, is there anything to eat?" Arron wondered standing awkwardly away from the table.

"Depends on what you want to eat, we've got oatmeal, bacon and eggs, and just plain old cereal," Iza answered from inside the kitchen.

"Oatmeal is fine, thank you," Arron replied sitting down next to Melly.

"See he has manners," Melly expressed looking at the sleepy figure of Finn. He gave her the bird before digging in. Arron let out a small laugh at the familiarity of these supposedly dangerous villains. Iza bounced in the room, a large bowl balancing precariously on her hand.

"Careful now kid, it's fresh off the stove," Belle warned sitting down next to Max. Arron mumbled thanks before inhaling the sweet smell of cinnamon and syrup. Not bothering to blow on it he took a small bite. He sighed in joy at the first real food he had since he didn't when. After taking a few bites Finn asked