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The Wild Ones

Chapter 3

My world has dissolved into a maelstrom of fire and pain. Burning. Burning. Burning. Without end or relief. But the fire is not in a house or a prison, a yard or a shop. the fire is inside me. Scorching my lungs, sending fiery tendrils along my throat. The heavy smoke makes my head throb but I am fading… fading away and becoming nothing more than a wisp of smoke myself. Then I wake up.
The pain in my head is pounding at the base of my skull but it is not from any kind of fumes. I am lying on something soft and yielding. It takes a few minutes to summon the strength to open my eyes. The sight that greets me is a rough sandstone ceiling which isn’t very helpful in terms of information. I raise my head a few inches to look around the room and immediately regret it as a sharp pain shoots through my head. I groan.
“Oh good, you’re awake.” Says a girl who is sitting on a counter at one end of the room. “Here, drink this.” She says, holding out a steaming cup to me. “It’ll help with the headache.”
I should question it more but I’m in no position to be turning down fluids so I let her help me sit up and sip at the hot bitter drink.
“It’s tea.” she tells me. “My name is Lauren.”
“Raven.” I rasp. “Where am I?” She hesitates.
“I don’t think I’m the best one to answer that question. Finish your tea and then I’ll go get someone who can give you some real answers.”
“At least tell me who you are and why I’m here.” I insist. I don’t think they’re from F.E.A.R. but that doesn’t mean they aren’t a threat. She shows the hint of a smile.
“You’re a smart girl. We call this place the Catacombs; You’re here because you saved a friend of ours and we thought we’d return the favor. I promise you aren’t in any danger from us.”
It takes me a second to process the wealth of information in those three simple sentences. The legend of the Wild Ones entails a hidden legion, the Legion of the Black. Could that be what this is? Is it even possible? She leaves the room and I lie back onto the pillow, shutting my eyes.
Maybe one of the shadows hit me in the head and I’m hallucinating; Or maybe I died when I blacked out with that rope around my neck. Experimentally I wiggle my fingers and pinch my arms but I don’t feel any different and the pain in my head and throat is certainly real enough.
“Lauren told me you were awake.” says a low, rich voice from the doorway. I start and look up only to have my eyes find the tall stranger that I helped escape the shadows. The Prophet. Now that I have time to properly look at him I realise how beautiful he really is. His marble skin is flawless; In perfect contrast with his long jet black hair and delicately arched eyebrows. His azure eyes are full of life and light and he carries himself with a warrior's confidence. He has also traded his leather jacket for a studded leather vest, revealing tattooed arms.
“Yeah… Thank you.” I squeak, feeling suddenly shy. His eyes flick up to meet mine. “I’m sorry you had to go through that; It’s thanks to you I’m still alive.” A tinge of pink creeps up my cheeks.
“Y-you don’t know that.” I stammer. “They could have taken you…” I frown. “Wherever they were taking me.” His fingers fiddle with one of his belts.
“Well that would have been much worse.” There is a silence for a long few moments until I feel I can bear the weight of unanswered questions no longer.
“Is this really the Legion of the Black?” I blurt. His eyebrows draw together in surprise and I blush harder. “I mean- um-”
“How did you know about that?” He cuts me off. I press my lips together and scan my eyes around the room for my bag. Finding that it’s on a stone countertop on the other side of the room I swing my legs over the side of the bed and stand on shaky legs to retrieve it. I probably shouldn’t be up right now but I don’t want to seem weak; Especially with a legendary warrior watching.
The only one of my books that made it out of F.E.A.R. with me was “The Story of the Wild Ones” because it had been small enough to conceal in my school backpack. I slide it out of the bag and hand it to him. He looks shocked.
“Where did you get this?”
“My mother worked for the government, she stole it for me.” He traces the embossed design with his long fingers.
“I thought this was destroyed.” he murmurs and stares at the book for a long few minutes. Then he shakes his head a little.
“It doesn’t matter for now.” He notices that my arms, which are gripping the countertop to support me, are beginning to shake and helps me lie down again “I’m sure you probably have some pressing questions before you can rest.” I look up at him again and repeat my earlier question.
“Is this really the Legion of the Black? I thought that was a children’s story.” He smiles.
“It’s a more of a prophecy, and yes, I believe this is the actual legion.”
“But how can you know? How would you know which Wild One you are? Aren’t they each supposed to have some special power?” He doesn’t say anything. Instead he laces the fingers of his right hand with the fingers of my left. I open my mouth in shock to ask him what he’s doing but as soon as he touches my hand, I feel it. A warm, electric tingling runs up my arm. He stiffens slightly for a moment or two and releases my hand. Then he looks me in the eye.
“I’m sorry about your parents. No one should ever have to go through that.” I gape at him silently. It’s all true then. The rebellion, the myth, the Wild Ones, all of it. His eyebrows draw together in confusion.
“Surely this isn’t too much of a surprise for you; Not when you have powers too.”

Notes

Whoa. Raven has powers? I wonder what they could be.... I guess we'll find out.
Thank you guys for taking the time to read my work. It genuinely makes my day when I see a new comment or subscriber so thank you all. :)
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Comments

@fibblesticks
On it! I have a BUNCH of new content in the final round of editing! :)

Oh my goodness I forgot how much I loved this story
PLEASE WRITE MORE

fibblesticks fibblesticks
1/29/18

@Red Phoenix77
Oooh, good idea!

Glad to see you back ! It's been awhile since I've been in school , so I'm not sure what the consequences are for writing fanfics in class , but I've started carrying a notepad in my pocket at work to scribble down ideas on , and I've been actually writing on one of my stories during breaks . You gotta grab the ideas when they come , or they might escape . I hate when that happens .

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
8/8/17

@Red Phoenix77
*evilly rubb hands together* Oh I have plans.... sooooo many plannsss...

BVBfangirlqueen BVBfangirlqueen
7/16/17