Soaring (Soaring Saga #1)

☆Chapter Nineteen~The Fine Art Of Roasting Your Kidnapper☆

     My eyes shot open, my breathing heavy. I tried to to a quick three-sixty of the room, only to find I was tied into a chair.

     Wonderful.

     From what I could see, there was a lamp above me somewhere casting a small spotlight of golden glow, and I looked down to see a grey floor. I couldn't see the walls, because this room must've been really big and the lamp too small. 

      I couldn't hear or see anyone, and I began to panic, my autophobia kicking in. Where were the others? Who took us? Where did they take us? How far from the mountains were we, or were we still there?

"Well, well, well," a farmiliar voice echoed from the silence, making me jump, "I wasn't sure you guys would come for me, I thought you'd talk to the Terrus. I must say, I'm impressed."

"Who are you?!" I yelled into the dark, "What do you mean?!"

"Oh, I'm hurt you can't recognize me."

     They stepped out of the dark, and my train of thought rumbled off the rails and crashed into the side of my head when I saw who it was.

      Sleek black ponytail, round glasses, cream sweater, Arab features.

      Roxy Lione. 

"Oh, are you confused?" She asked, seeing my face, "How did you not figure it out yet? After they way I'd just left and how I wasn't actually taken? What I said in Celique?"

"Whats Celique?" I asked, realizing what was happening, "Your stupidity?"

"No!" She said, her face turning a little red, "The maze that triggered your phobia and where we took Audra! Did you not hear what I said to you there?"

"Oh, no, sorry, I thought it was a donkey some merchant was selling." Her face was reddening more.

"Good god, you're as bad as the people. That's the whole reason I joined the PardusFighters!"

"Because I am completely roasting you?"

"UGH! No! Because the homosapiens, the humans!" Roxy began to circle my chair, sliding her hands across the back and armrests, "They have kept us at bay for centuries, and even once they weren't under the curse of the Felines, they hunted us, trying to get rid of us for their own selfish reasons. They thought the world belonged to them, that they were the only ones on it. We are descendants of dinosaurs, the first and biggest and strongest species! We should be running the world, not them!"

"Yeah, I can see how you're descended from a dino," I mumbled her, "Loud, annoying, occasionally scary, too tall with too short arms." She grumbled a curse word, face really red by now.

"We need to rise up, get rid of the humans like they tried to with us, remind them we exist and should forever!"

     Oh, if you haven't realized what's happening, here's what it is. I mean, I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to think we'd come all this way for nothing, but we had. The Roxy we wanted wasn't on the planet-- or anywhere-- anymore.

      Roxy was the bad guy. 

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"We sent some of the monsters after you," she explained, "The wolf shadows? Our failed experiments."

"What's that supposed to mean, they were your siblings?"

"Like I'd tell you anything. And the loud roar in the forest, scaring you to Celique? A simulation. The dryads? Some dryads who were on our side, and helped us. Even the dryads think the humans need to be stopped!"