Fancy Fantasy Part 13

Guys powers: *Marcus* persuasion *Jake* learn by osmosis *Taylor* teleportation *Karter* Mind reader *all guys* very skilled in self defense

Guys descriptions: *Marcus* sexy dark brown hair with puppy dog brown eyes, very well built, nicely tan, funny and relaxed *Jake* nerdy, short brown hair with clear light brown eyes, slight but strong build, slightly tan, very smart, makes you laugh and feel safe and special *Taylor* emo is the one word that describes him, black hair that goes just past his coal-colored eyes, well built, pale *Karter* black hair, grey eyes, pale

Created by: Twisted_Roots

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  1. Recap: Karter betrayed you and you died. You were killed by...
  2. **KARTER'S POV** I knew I had to betray her, but it still hurt when he drove the knife through her chest. I almost couldn't believe it. Part of me knew this was wasn't right. She did nothing wrong, in fact, she did everything right. But the other part of me argued that it had to be done. She couldn't live. He was leading the humans for a reason. If you're going to pick a side, pick the side that's going to win. He knew that if he pleaded with the governments, they would accept him as their United Leader. So that's what he did. Then he found me. A heartless bounty hunter. He told me if I helped him take out this one girl, he would make me rich beyond my wildest dreams. But now, seeing her dead on the floor, I wonder: was it worth it? She didn't even know me, yet she saved me, and she cared about me. Heck, she thought of me as a PERSON! "Get off your knees and dispose of this mess. If it's not too inconvenient, drop her off at the boys' front door." He ordered. I stood. "Are you sure?" He scoffed. "I wouldn't tell you to if I wasn't serious. Or have you already forgotten my name?" I grit my teeth.
  3. "Of course not, Bobby. Or do you prefer brother?"
  4. He grinned wickedly. "Either works, brother. I'm glad you haven't forgotten who really raised you." I scowled as he turned his back. "You mean who abused me until I was taken by the social workers when I was 13?" he whipped around and glared a hole through my eyes and out the back of my head. "I raised you! I gave you the best years of your life! You only lived with those sorry sobs for five years." I glared back at him. "You made me HEARTLESS! I didn't give a crap about life because of you! And those "˜sorry sobs' put this broken boy back together. You may look 18, but you're the cruelest immortal that ever walked this earth!" I spat. He back handed me without a second thought. "Remember your place." He glowered and walked over my writhing body. "Dispose of her, then return." He looked back at me and smiled, but it looked more menacing than comforting. "Return or prepare to live though much agony and torment." He left the room with a loud slam of the door. I looked at _____. The knife still protruded from her chest and her eyes stared through me, lifeless. Looking away, I sucked in a deep breath. I need to get her home.
  5. **JAKE'S POV** "No, I don't know where she is!" "How do you not?!" "Where's Bobby?" "What's for breakfast?" We all turned to Kara. She blushed. "I'm sorry! I can't concentrate when I'm hungry!" I looked at Desimus. "Aren't you a mind reader?!" he shifted uncomfortably. "I was waiting to tell you guys." "Tell us what." Marcus grumbled. D sighed. "_____'s thoughts stopped about three hours ago. She's gone." Silence. Deafening silence. Nobody spoke, and nobody needed to. "She's gone." I repeated, not sure I believed it, even though I knew it was true. Everybody jumped when the doorbell rang. "What the...?" Kara got up from D's lap on the couch and approached the door. She opened it. "Who are yo- HOLY BALONEY!" We lept off the sofa's and were by her side at an instant. Some pale, black haired kid stood there, but that's not the holy baloney. He held _____'s lifeless body in his arms. Taylor recovered first and grabbed _____ from his grasp, running towards the lab. I followed and passed Marcus in the hall, trying to make it to the front door without falling. I grabbed his elbow. "This way." As I drug him into the lab and slammed the door shut behind us, locking it.
  6. **KARA'S POV** Then I noticed the girl behind him. She had brown hair and- I did a double take at her eyes- burgundy? No, brown. But they looked burgundy! I stepped aside and gestured for them to take a seat on the abandoned couches. She looks tall, maybe 5'9. She also looks ticked. No no, more like furious. Enraged. Not happy? There we go. I don't know what she's saying, but based on her tone, I don't think I want to. I slowly lowered myself to the loveseat next to D and across from the boy and girl. Awkward silence ensued. I looked from the boy, to the refrigerator, to the girl. Jeez I'm starving. Maybe I could grab a sandwich...? "Hello, my name's Karter, and this is my..." he struggled for the right word. "Friend." The girl offered. He nodded. "Yeah, this is my friend Isabel Martinez. She knows of the paranormal stuff, so we can talk openly around her." I nodded awkwardly. I don't know where to start. I guess with how he found ______ would be decent. "How did you know ______?" a dark look flashed across his face, but was gone before I could blink. He told me the whole thing. About the murders and the fake hanging. The rescue. The trip. And the betrayal. Did I want to tackle this guy and throttle him? Yes. Did I? No. "So where does Isabel come into this?" I asked, curious. Why was she here? Karter shifted awkwardly.
  7. **TAYLOR'S POV** We tried everything from CPR to electric shock. Nothing worked. She's really gone. Dead. Deceased. Ka-blooy. I swear I'm going to kill Bobby. I think we all feel the same. Marcus is just sitting in the corner, brooding, Jake is still running around, desperately trying to bring her back. I'm putting away the equipment. Going through the motions. Drifting. It feels like my world has caved in. Like the war is already lost.
  8. **JAKE'S POV** No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no! She can't be dead! I must have SOMETHING to bring her back! Anything! I scramble through the cabinets and drawers and boxes and tubes and every other container we have. Nothing. I turn to face her. To face the fact that we couldn't bring her back. That I couldn't bring her back. I stared at her face. I begged her eyes to open and her mouth to suck in a deep breath. I plead. I wish. I hope. Nothing. The room is eerily quiet. Nobody moves. This can't be real. It has to be a dream. A nightmare.
  9. **KARA'S POV** "We, uh, think she might be able to, how do I put this, um, help?" I tilted my head questioningly. "Help who? What?" Karter shifted again. "Isabel is ______'s half-sister and they have the same power." Isabel smiled and waved. I choked. "Nuh uh! We would have detected her!" Karter brushed away the information like a dad would shut out a child while he's working. "This is not of your concern. Isabel has her ways." This guy is a tough nut to crack! Jeez. "Karter, you don't have to be so cryptic!" She spoke! Oh my holy baloney she can talk. Moving on. "See, before my mom died, she taught me how to cloak my presence so no one could find me. She was determined for me to have a semi-normal life. Sure, I practiced my powers, but I never used them before. Before this." Um, excuse me? "Before what?" she looked down at her lap so I turned to Karter and gave him a tell-me-or-I-might-kill-you-now look. He stood and beckoned me to follow him as Isabel stared at the flower arrangement on the coffee table. I decided to leave her in the extremely capable hands of my amazing, fantastic, super-awesome boyfriend. Following Karter was like coming to the principal's office, which I visited quite a few times in my high school career. When we were comfortably seated across from each other at the table, Karter lifted his sad eyes to mine. "We believe that Isabel may have the power to bring ______ back. She and ______ have the same dad, because he married twice before he died. Though, she is quite a few years older and hasn't practiced, we think her power is developed enough. There's only one problem with this solution. If she brings ______ back,"
  10. "Isabel will die." Uh, what. My mouth dropped. "What! That is so unfair! If she has the same power to the same extent, she should be able to bring ______ back without giving her own life!" Karter decided it was in the best interest of his "˜man stuff' to explain a little more. "They do have the same power, but since it is so powerful and rare, it has to be a give-and-take situation." I angrily blew air out through my nostrils. Well, it was more like smoke, but more on me later. "So if ______ lives, Isabel dies and if ______ dies, then Isabel lives?" "Precisely." Well. This sucks.
  11. How do I break this to the guys? Since they don't know Isabel, they would gladly sacrifice her for ______, which is just wrong. Why can't this be a win-win situation! I slammed my fist on the table and stood up, then firmly stomped my way out the back door. I need some air, and time to think. I took off my "˜MAKE ME!' t-shirt and tossed it on the ground. The shirt underneath that was a plain light blue one. With two slits in the back at the shoulder blades. I unfurled my huge, royal blue dragon wings and stretched them, then took flight, soaring high above the forest.

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