AVERY
Jackie.
Her name rang in my mind as I saw her standing in front of me, wielding a light sword in her hand. She looked exactly the same as when I last saw her, yet I still felt something was terribly wrong.
And then I knew; her eyes. Instead of the dark brown eyes she normally had, her eyes had transformed into a much lighter shade of brown, so light it seemed to be fading. She was glowing a brilliant yellow, like angels in movies do, and her expression was too serious to be one of Jackie’s.
“Avery,” she said, her voice soft and melodious, catching us in a trance, like when I first heard Mercedes talk in my dreams. I could actually see small glowing wings behind her. I swallowed. What had happened to her? How did she end up like this?
“Freeze!”
A voice rang out from behind Jackie, and she looked back, spotting Serene and Dennis, rifles in hand and pointed at her. “Don’t move, or we’ll shoot!!” Jackeie moved anyway, and to our horror, we heard the bang of the rifle shooting.
I couldn’t bear to look. I turned away, my eyes full of tears. It was Danica who poked me in the shoulder and told me to look that I turned my gaze back to Jackie, and was stunned, shocked and amazed when I saw her still standing, without a single wound!! It was until I spotted four halves of bullets on the floor only did I realize; Jackie used her light sword and chopped the two bullets in half!!!
Dennis and Serene stared at the two broken bullets on the floor, then gazed back at Jackie in horror. They lay their weapons on the floor, then put their hands behind their heads and knelt onto the floor, like they had been caught by the police.
“Pathetic,” Jackie whispered, the offered me a hand. Stunned, I took it without comment, and she pulled me up. I whispered, since my voice wasn’t working very well: “Jackie…..what, what happened to you?”
Jackie smiled and said: “Sorry, miss Avery Melissa, but I am not miss Jaclyn Deforest, if you must know,” Danica stood up and dusted herself, then said: “What….what do you mean you are not Jackie?”
Jackie sighed, then continued. “Look, it is true that I am not your friend, but merely borrowing her body. I am actually the soul of the goddess of this world, Minerva.”
Me and Danica were still too stunned to speak, and we just let Jackie(Or Minerva, whatever, I’m so confused now) continue: “When your friend was going to get swallowed up by the Koreuis Rakken, which is what you lot call ‘The kraken’, I managed to save her. When I told her the news of you two being kidnapped by these two idiots-” she stopped for awhile and motioned towards Dennis and Serene, still both kneeling on the ground. “- she offered me her body for awhile so I could save you.”
Danica and I stared at her in shock. We were standing in the presence of a goddess, and we didn’t even know it!! Minerva smiled. “Well, my work here is done. I shall go now, but before that, I hope you have a good journey.”
I nodded. “I do, too.” Minerva nodded, the closed her eyes, and then a ringing noise rang the air, also with a blinding flash. When we opened our eyes again, we just saw normal Jackie with her dark brown eyes and Avril Lavigne rucksack, clutching her head with her hand.
“Ouch,” She muttered. “I have a headache like you wouldn’t believe.”
“Jackie!!!” Danica screeched, and leaped out to hug her. For a few minutes we were wrapped around in a group hug, and a reunion has never been so sweet. After awhile we pulled ourselves apart, and Jackie smiled her widest smile at us.
“You could not believe what just happened to me!!” she squealed, her eyes as big as saucers. “First, I was falling, falling right into the mouth of the kraken, and then, with one blinding flash, I was teleported to this black room, and me and this goddess Minerva told me about you, and what happened, and then-” she stroke a pose, like an ancient warrior preparing to fight. “-ULTIMATE POWER!!”
Bang!!!
An earsplitting bang sounded through the room, like a rifle cracking. And then, did I realize, it was a rifle cracking!! Blood trickled through the bullet hole in Jackie’s stomach, and she looked up at me, eyes wide in fear, before she fell to the ground, her wound staining the floor red.
I saw Dennis and Serene behind her, holding their rifles, smoke pouring out from Dennis’s rifle. Danica screeched, and I just stared, aghast, at my friend, lying, bleeding on the floor. We watched helplessly as Serene and Dennis backed out of the vault, nod at us, and say: “Goodbye, future majesties….” Before the vault door closed with a screech, locking itself into place.
JACKIE
I opened my eyes, pain streaking through my entire body. I winced as I got up, rubbing my injured stomach, until I heard Danica say: “Jackie, it’s best if you lay down for awhile. We just managed to get you bandaged up.”
I looked to my left and caught sight of Danica stuffing a first aid kit into Avery’s bag, and she turned up to look at me. I smiled at her groggily, and she smiled back, focusing her gaze back onto Avery’s bag and the annoying kit that didn’t seem to fit, no matter how much she squashed them in.
Avery walked over to Danica and helped her squash the kit amongst her clothes, then looked back up at me. “How’s your wound, Jackie?” I rubbed at my stomach, which was thickly bandaged. I felt a sting as my hand touched the sealed wound, but that was all.
“It’s okay,” I said, then stretched. I had no idea how long I had been out. The bandages around my wound were stained red with my blood, and I shuddered to think how much blood I had lost, especially when I saw a huge blood stain on the floor were Dennis shot me.
“Check it out,” Avery said, holding up a bloody metal bullet. “This was in your stomach before we pulled it out. I slapped her playfully on the shoulder, and she almost dropped the bullet. “Please,” I said, half-laughing. “Do not show me the reason half of my life’s blood spilled out of me.”
“Actually,” Danica said, wiping her bloody fingers with her handkerchief. (Her fingers were bloody because she helped with my ‘surgery’ if you must know) “That’s not half of your blood. In an average human body you have at least-”
“Whoa, Dani!!” I said, holding my hands in front of my face. “Please don’t start with the sudden education, or my wound will be worse!!” and then me and Avery exploded into laughter, with Danica smiling and giggling. Suddenly, somebody knocked on the vault door and Dennis’s voice rang out: “Keep quiet, you pathetic elves!!”
“Shut up, no-sense-of-humor faeries!!!” I barked back to the door, and heard Dennis grunt, and shuffle off the way he had come. I felt Avery poke me in the shoulder, and hand me a bun. “You should eat to regain your energy,” she grinned, then said: “Or will this food just leak out of the hole in your stomach?”
“Oh please,” I said, slapping Avery on the back while biting into my bun. The bread felt soft and sweet and I savored the taste in my mouth for awhile before gulping it down. Danica walked over to the vault door and gazed at it. “We have to find a way to get out of here before our food sources run out and they take over Elvaeda.”
I nodded, and Avery agreed, so for the next few minutes we were hammering on the metal door, trying to punch a hole in it before Dennis came and barked: “SHUT THE **** UP, YA STUPID ******** ELVES!!”
“Ouch,” I said, finishing my last piece of bun. “Looks like mister Grouch have used the four letter words.” Danica scratched her head and stared at the small dent we made in the door, but that was all. She probably felt foolish for ever thinking we could bust the door down.
“I wouldn’t be surprised he screamed at us,” Avery said, stuffing her hands in her jeans pocket. “According to the little alarm clock sitting on the bedside table, it’s 2:00 a.m. in the morning.”
I laughed, then stared up at the huge metal vault door. Nobody could bust this door down any day. Suddenly Danica shrieked, her scream loud and piercing, that I could feel the metal vault door in front of us shake. Me and Avery whirled around, and saw Danica looking at something hidden in the air, her eyes wide with fright.
“It’s….its a ghost!!!” she screamed, and me and Avery looked to where she was pointing to. True to her word, there was a ghost, silent, hovering about ten meters off the ground. She resembled Minerva, but her eyes were red. Blood red.
She smiled delicately at us. “Hello there, my little elves. Can you help me?”
We just stood glued to the spot. We watched in terror as the ghost started to changed form, until it was nothing but a demon standing in front of us. “Answer me, my little pretties, OR ELSE.”
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