Chapter 18: This is Not Goodbye...Not Just Yet
“We need to go help them,” Lavander stood up after her hip had finally been repaired. For a quick minute, she turned wobbly with a slight headache that caused her to fall from the ground. Battle cries and deaths still circulated the area with a distinct foul stench of blood arousing from outside.
Trevor struggled with his foot as the ache was still unbearable. Part of the bandages that was wrapped around it was soaked with red oozing blood. Tears were never his thing but for a moment without anesthesia, he had considered while holding it back. “Get me a wheelchair,” he whimpered out while trying not to move his foot.
Lavander nodded and ran out to the door without hesitation. There were rumbling, doors opening and even glass breaking before Lavander returned four minutes later with a steel wheelchair that looked fairly brand new except for the skid marks.
“Can you stand?” Lavander said.
“No,” he groaned with pain.
“We’ll work something out,” Lavander carefully levitated Trevor without trying to hurt him which was impossible to do, he sniveled and twitched even though the levitating process was slowly on progress. After a lot of cries in pain, Trevor was finally seated comfortably on the wheelchair.
They took the elevator even though the lights flickered inside. An elevator song was still surprisingly on play on their descent which somehow loosened the tension. The elevators opened and the gunshots and violent sounds of chainsaws were louder in the ground floor.
Nolan and Devin were still knocked down although Devin seemed to be slowly moving, meeting his conscious again. Lavander left Trevor for a minute at the same room and ran outside where finally the gods were on their side. The men in tuxedos seemed to be winning when no new Santhrose came in to play but the number of deaths were devastating as well, there were more than twenty that Lavander counted and the injured lay on the ruins of the fallen entrance. Those who were still alive where exhausted and seemed to be slowing down. Weapons were scarce as they became resourceful and took every last piece of instrument they can use to kill their enemies. Bryce was doing great but his eyes were still glowing with blue light which made Lavander think if t was really Bryce who was fighting or was he possessed with some sort of magic entity.
Thunders were still rolling in but no storms appeared even though the skies were heavily tinted. Nolan was on a middle of a blackout and yet another man seemed to have control with the phenomenon. On the middle, far away from Bryce was a scrawny man who looked old enough to retire in a few years with a suit that was torn and dashed with blood. He was gently controlling the lightning to different parts of the area that electrified the Santhrose in an ambush way. His face wasn’t clear just yet for he was far from Lavander but something about him was very familiar to her.
Another person intrigued Lavander, a girl on orange and red flames that shot rays of fire on her enemies was on the other side of the battlefield. It was the same girl Lavander saw on the elevator when she woke up from a two day comatose and the same one when Kiara froze time. Show stopper was what she is; her clothes didn’t even burn nor sizzle even under total inferno heat. The whole thing was hard to process with so many things happening on the same time so Lavander stopped thinking and focused.
The whole cemented floor of the parking lot was filled with cracks and soaked with water and blood. Lavander joined in giving out extreme psychic abilities of invisible barriers that toppled down on her enemies. Belle was nowhere to be found which made Lavander worry for she was another purple and she wasn’t ready to lose one at the same night as Enzo died.
The Santhrose seemed to had cease in number as those who tried to attack just ran off to different directions and that’s when the men in tuxedos declared their victory with shouts and rests on the cold wet floor. The first thing Lavander saw from the crowd was the scrawny retiring man who controlled the lighting staring at Bryce who stopped what he was doing and stood perfectly still while his eyes started to dim.

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