Ella stood in Emmett's room. She was trying to figure out how to tell him the dangers of staying in Maine. Dillan had told her danger was on its way and it was coming after them.
Emmet opened his door again, holding two cups of what smelled like hot chocolate. He handed one to Ella, who took it gratefully "So, where're you from, Ella?"
"Sacramento, California." Ella responded coolly.
"Was it nice there?" Emmett asked. He'd never left Maine for anything before.
Ella nodded "It's was beautiful." she set down her cup "Look, Emmett. There's something you should know."
Emmett, who had a mouthful of piping hot hot chocolate, gulped it down fast. He made a face that said 'Oh! Hot! Hot!' before saying "Great. Here we go. Something for me to be terrified of."
Ella took a deep breath "We're in danger if we stay in Maine."
"How are we in danger?" Emmett said. Ella could tell he was starting to hyperventilate.
Ella looked at him, hopelessly. This told him 'I don't know.'
Emmett took another big gulp of hot chocolate before setting the cup down, harshly, on the nightstand.
"Get out." he said.
Ella set her cup down "No. I was told to find you and now that I have, I'm not leaving you."
Emmett punched his fist through his window "I want you out! Now!"
He reached out for Ella, but she was one step ahead of him. She dodged out of the way and lifted him up into the air without touching him. She was setting him down when they both heard a weird rumbling sound. Ella jumped out the window; pulling Emmett with her.
Outside, the sky was black and a cloud was whirling incredibly fast. Each of their hair was whipping in front of their faces like mad.
"What is happening?" Emmett shouted, barely audible over the blowing wind.
Ella spit strands of hair from her mouth "I don't know, but I have a theory that it's here for us! We have to get out of here!"
Ella grabbed Emmett's hand and pulled him away. She pulled him to a locked minivan.
"Punch the window!" she yelled.
Emmett looked around at her "What?!"
"You heard me! Punch the window open!" Ella yelled again.
"But that's stealing! We'll get in trouble!" Emmett protested.
Ella hit the car "Do you want to get out of here alive, or not?! PUNCH THE DAMN WINDOW!"
Emmett looked up at the sky as if he were praying as he backed up and threw his fist at the car window. Ella reached into the car and unlocked the doors. She opened the door and climbed. Emmett got in through the other door.
"Ella, do you even know how to drive?!" Emmett asked.
Ella, who was looking out the window, hit two wires together and the car roared to life "Not that hard, really."
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The Mischief Twins
Fanfiction~WARNING~~FOUL LANGUAGE~ Ella and Emmett are Loki's children, but they had to be sent away when they were small. They were put in the same orphanage until they were three, then they were separated. When Ella's adoptive family moves to Maine from Cal...
