The Prophet


I held my head in pain as the images of Dreamer went through my mind. As her world shatters, mine goes along with her's. The images of Supreme doing all those aweful thinds to her makes me sick, literally.

"Dude, what's wrong?" Destroyer asked me.

"He's hurting her." I held my head as more images wetn through my poounding mind.

"Supreme has her?" Deviant asked.

"Yeah. I'm going to fucking kill him."

"What happened? Did you see something?"

I punched the wall next to me. The pain was unbearable. If only I could hear what the fuck he's saying to her. I looked up and saw that I made a huge home in the wall after punching it. I looked over to hte guys to see that they each took a few steps back. I must have scared the living shit out of them for htem to have stepped back that much.

"He's having fucking intercourse with her! I'm going to fucking murder that demonic monster!"

I sunk down to my knees. I buried my head in my hands. This was just too painful fo me. We're mates for god's sake!

"I-I have to get her back." I said. "She can't be traped in there with that bastard forever. She's only a teenager for crying out loud!"

"Dude," Mystic started. "Why are you getting so concerned about her? You were never like this when you first met her."

"We're mates. Marina and I are fucking mates! I read that book about he six of us and found out from there."

"Holy shit!" Destroyer said. "Then we have to get her back! We need to mak a plan! We'll break into their headquarters like last time!"

"And then what? Who knows where the fuck they're keeping her! She could be anywhere!"

"Then we'll figure out where she's at, and then break in. But I have a feeing that she's somewhere near where Supreme stays. So I'm guessing somewhere near the top floor." Deviant said.

"I need a drink." I stood up and made my way to the kitchen, grabbign a bottle of alcohol and drinking it dtraight from the bottle.

"This isn't a good time to be drinking until you pass out, Andrew!" Deviant said, ripping the already hald-empty bottle from my hands.

"Don't you ever call me that, Ashley!" I pointed a finger at him.

"Guys calm down!"

"Shut up Jeremy!" Both Deviant and I yelled at Mystic.

"Hey! I told you this thousands of times! It's Jinxx! Not Jeremy!"

"Yeah right! Like my name's CC and not Christian!" Destroyer pipped in.

"So we're calling eachother by our dead names now?"

"Shut up Jacob!" The four of us yelled at Mourner.

"EVERYONE JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP NOW!" I yelled, so loud that I'm sure that half the camp heard me clearly. "I'm the only one that is getting Dreamer back and that's final!"

And that's exactly what I did. I stormed into my room and threw on my traditional war uniform. Smearing a line of black warpaint across my cheekbones and the bridge of my nose. I nodded in approval of my look and threw a couple knives into my beltloop. I tied on my boots and left the room. I made my way throught camp before walking through the gate that leads out to the desert, a straight shot towards F.E.A.R.'s Tower.

My mission is the same as when I went to retrieve Eye Black's body. Get in, get the girl, get out unseen. Simple as that. But neeking into the tower itself? It's never been done before. No one, not even the original Wild Ones know what's past the second floor. My Group was the only Legion to ever make it into the tower and escape alive. Knowing that I have to dig throu every corner of that place gives me the creeps. But one thing is this, I will get Marina out of there alive.

Even if it does kill me.

Notes

Hey guys! Sorry I didn't update yesterday. Literally, I had most of the chapter written down on here, but I literally fell asleep trying to write it. Then I tried to finish it on the bus before I got to school, but the campus is shitty as fuck and wouldn't let me post it, so I lost the entire chapter on my phone. But I'm at least smart enough to pre-write my chapte during the week and copy it word for word onto here. (the damn website won't let me copy and paste!) So, here's the chapter!

Love you guys!