“You seem so sure for yourself.” Elder John growled. “But yet no one has come around to try and stop me from doing what I have done to you.” He said looking down at her. “You are almost ready to go outside, once there the war will start. Everyone will come and try and take you this is going to become a fun and entertaining game.”
Ivy wanted to show him that she was stronger than he gave her credit for, but she was still strapped down to the table, and he wasn’t about to let her try and get up. Her body burned from all the torture and she was already coughing up blood. She knew her time was limited. She wanted to reach out to Quinn to tell him this was all a trap and that he would die if he came to her. She didn’t want to see another one die for her. She felt powerless but she didn’t want a
Ivy wanted to get up and kill him; if it wasn’t for him she would have had a safe life. Well, it was her fault since she wanted to go out and take a walk. But she only was out for a little while. She didn’t do anything wrong that night, and he just happened to be there. “So your greed is what made you kill my life.” She said getting to her knees again. “So I am going to give you a little reminder of what you’re not getting.” She said sitting up. “You see my son bound my powers.” She said almost wanting to stand but her body was gone. “Oh look she might have some fight in her.” He laughed. “Don’t bother, because they are coming now.&
Samuel didn’t want to answer him on that one, but he was right. If the dark dwellers surrendered to the white dwellers then it would be over for everyone. But hell he didn’t care; he was tired of this game. Ivy listened to the fighting; it was dying down so she knew it was almost time for her to die. She didn’t want to, but she wasn’t going to have a choice in the matter. “Quinn?” she whispered, hoping he was still alive. “I’m still alive, are you okay?” “I’m dying slowly still but something is coming and I don’t know what it is.” She said wanting to touch him but h
Grabbing her books off the table, Ivy headed to her locker. It was Friday, she had three papers to write and some math homework. Grabbing the books, she needed from her locker, she headed out to the parking lot, where she spotted Drake Greenwood, her longtime crush, and his evil girlfriend Ashley. Shivers ran down her back, Ashley looked in her direction, Ivy quickly looked away. “Loser!” Ashley yelled in Ivy's direction. She quickly ran across the street, her heart slowed down. Walking through the park to get to her house, she knew her parents wouldn't be home for a few hours, so she had some time to relax before her mother nagged on her about doing her homework, or dishes. Halloween was two days away, one of Ivy’s favorite holi
Ivy’s Mom looked at her, and then at the men standing behind her daughter. “Well, yes, I do actually. What they have told you is true. But it’s been years since we fought and killed the Shadow Dwellers,” she said. “Daniel, why do you come now?” Daniel shook his head “I have a letter warning you about us coming for you.” He said shaking the piece of paper over her. “A letter?” she said turning to look at the paper. He dropped the letter in her lap. She quickly read it and then looked at Ivy. “I see.” Daniel walked around to face Ivy, “you see Ivy you are important. You will be the next greater power.” He said facing Ivy’s Mom. “You see you should have listened to your husband and gave her to another family member. She would have been safer. Shadow Dwellers have certain energy when a f
Ivy couldn’t sit up anymore. It was like she was paralyzed from the waist down. “Just let me see if my dad is okay, please?” she begged. “Sorry, honey, he’s going to die whether you get him some help or not. I've injected him with a deadly poison, he WILL die.” He said walking towards her. “Let me help you.” He said pulling her to her feet and helping her to her father’s side. “Dad?” Ivy whispered in his ear. He opened his eyes and met her for a moment. “Baby, I'm so sorry about this. Your mother and I thought this day would never come. We were retired for many years. I was approached at work about them maybe coming for us. I didn’t think it would happen,” he managed to say. Ivy kissed him on the forehead. “Dad, it’s okay, just tell m
A few minutes went by he came back with the release papers. “You can get dressed. They released you into my care.” A nurse came in and helped Ivy with the heart monitor cords, and the IV. After that she was able to get dressed, her body felt heavy. Looking over herself, she noticed some bruises on her shoulder, they hurt when she touched them. Ivy finished getting dressed, when she came out Dave was standing by the window. When he noticed she was standing there, “You ready?” he asked. “Yeah, I guess. I'm a little scared to go home, though.” Ivy said putting her hair up with the rubber band she found in the bag with her stuff. Dave wrapped his arm around Ivy, she wasn’t walking as well as she thought “Don’t worry, Pri
Stacy walked into the cafeteria, “Oh, look, the murderer has come to lunch. People, she threatened to kill me when she first got here this morning. Anyone who kicks her ass will be a part of my family.” She looked at Ivy. “Well, little invisible roach, yours is coming. Someone will kill you and then you, little murderer, won’t be feared anymore.” She flicked her hair at her and then walked to her table. Her friends laughed and stared at Ivy. Ivy glanced around the lunchroom, everyone was staring and pointing at her. She knew Stacy did that to get more attention, brushing off the feeling of hate she felt from everyone, she opened her bag and grabbed some of her homework. A shiver went down her back, she glanced up and saw a mysterious boy walking towards her. “Hey,” an unfamiliar voice said.  
Running as fast as she could home, Dave opened the door and greeted her with a smile. “So how much crap did they give you?” he said letting her walk past him. Ivy rolled her eyes, dropping her bag on the floor. “A lot and I don’t want to talk about it. I'm just going to bed.” She went to her room without explaining it. Uncle Dave trailed her, “Ivy, that’s not acceptable, you need to talk about it. If not for you, then for me. I want to know how you are doing.” He said stopping at her door to her room. “I said I don’t want to talk about it,” she growled at him, shutting the door in his face. Burying her head deep into her pillow, she felt better for a moment. For a moment she felt like the world was going to get better. She felt different. Closing her eyes for a moment, she wa