Chapter 23: Broken Promises.

“Where did he go?” demanded Rayne as he walked into the hallway where Wynter was still standing.
“Where do you think?” she answered and then grabbed her brothers arm as he made for the door. “No; no Ray! You can’t go!”
“Let me go Wyn!” he growled and jerked his arm free but she latched onto it again.
“Rayne, listen to me! I need you here! Ok? I need your help!” she spoke quickly afraid that she would lose his attention and he would dart out into the woods....Out of the corner of her eye she saw Shannon standing at the dining room doorway. “Tanner..he told me we had to stay away from those woods! He was scared! Do you hear me? There’s something huge going on and we need to stay in the house...”
But Rayne wasn’t listening to her. He easily slipped from her grasp and headed to the door again. Shannon rushed to block him but even with his limp he managed to evade her and was out before they could call out in distress. As they made to follow the door slamed shut and a manic laughter filled the air.
Shannon’s eyes widened in terror and she clawed and pounded on the door but it wouldn’t budge. Wynter meanwhile had ran to the back door but found it sealed shut as well. Glancing out the window she could see a long line of glowing lights in the trees .
Turning back she looked out every window and saw that they were surrounded by them. Grabbing the hysterical Shannnon she headed up the stairs. The laughter followed them. In every mirror she saw the same cruel face from her night in the downstairs bathroom...and then a chorus of a thousand voices whispered at them.
Heart pounding Wynter tried to think but it was impossible over the the voices and Shannon’s crying. Yanking her friend into the bathroom she shut the door and locked it.
“You were warned time and time again mortal!” it hissed “Now we are forced to take action and you have none to blame but yourself!”
“Fuck off you self ritcheous prick!” screamed Wynter and it kept laughign until she shattered the mirror with her porcelain toothbrush holder. Shannon cried out again as the glass fell and then began to sob uncontrollably. “Oh shut up!” commanded Wynter who had enough of everything.
“Fffucckk yyouu” said Shannon while sniffling and trying to wipe away her tears and then her mouth went into an exagerated o shape and she pointed to Wynters blouse. Looking down Wynter saw the unmistakable red stain growing larger.
“Shit” she said and sank down next to Shannon.
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Rayne could see the back of Tanner’s head just in front of him. If his leg wasn’t being such a pain in the ass he would have caught up to him by now....
Concentrating too hard on keeping up with Tanner he never noticed how deep into the woods he was going until in the grey light of the dawn he saw the sillouette of the cave. Reaching the clearing he couldn’t find Tanner. It was if he had dissapeared. Turning around slowly in a circle he could spot nothing but trees.
When he turned back he saw her standing at the mouth of the cave. Her long blonde hair fell in loose waves down to the ground, tiny jewls sewn throughout it already sparkling in the dim light. Her dress was the same hue as the sky and her eyes glinted with malice.
“We meet again young Rayne” she said; her voice washing over him like a warm brook.
“You killed my parents!” he exclaimed and took a step forward but could go no further.
“Yes” she nodded. “I did.”
“Why?” he demanded.
She threw her head back and laughed. The silver tinkle of it made him feel ill; that laugh had haunted him in many a nightmare. “All in good time young Rayne. I have great plans for you”she assured him.
Rayne felt his insides turn to ice.
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“Rathnait!” called Tanner for the umpteenth time. Pacing around the pool of water he cursed on his mothers servant. He felt anxious to get back to Wynter. There was something in the air; something foreboding... “RATHNAIT! Where the hell are you?”
Frustrated he picked up a stone and tossed it into the black water. The resounding splash resonated in the other wise quiet forest. He waited but there was still no sign of the little fairy. Then out of the corner of his eyes he saw a movement.
There just at the edge was the wraith he saw outside Wynters house. He trembled from the sight of its bloody tears.
“What do you want?” he asked and was surprised when it pointed towards the direction he had come. “You want me to go back?” Then he saw the lights bobing behind it. “SHIT!” he exclaimed and took off at a run.
He didn’t get far. It was like hitting an invisible wall. Thrown back onto his ass he shook his head and cursed his own stupidity. He should have known that they would attack...Now he was too late...
“This way” said a familiar voice.
“Rathnait?” he said and got to his feet.
“No, the Queen of England! Ofcourse it’s me! Now quit your gawking and get a move on!” said the surley fey as she flew out of sight.
Shaking his head Tanner persued.
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