Winds Of The Apocalypse (33 page)

”I would rather die
than be what I am.” She rasped.

“Well that can be arranged.” Casey pointed out, not daring to leave the pro
tective embrace of her brother.

Miss Carla looked at her
. “That is rather cruel Casey.”

“What do you want?” Morgan asked, driving her attention away from h
is baby sister and back to him.

“To help
you.” Miss Carla said unfazed.

Morgan snorted. “
And why should we believe you?”

Miss Carla huffed.
“No reason really. It’s just that I had many chances to get you or to kill you.” She looked at Casey. ”Especially you but I didn't, I can prove it.”

She closed her eyes and in a moment her form began to changed, first it transformed into the nurse that helped them unwillingly in the hospital and then into the cop
that came to interrogate them.

Casey gasped; she couldn't believe that she was at some point almost
left alone with that creature.

“Why do you want to help us?” Colin asked as she returned ba
ck into the form of Miss Carla.

“Because you are the only ones that can help me stop the apocalypse.
“ She looked down at her hands.

“Why do you even want to stop t
hem?” Morgan narrowed his eyes.

Miss Carla looked up at him. “I
was human ones.” She confessed.

“My name was Lisa and my sister was one of the first kids taken into the apocalypse chamber. I joined the apocalypse in the hope of freeing my sister but failed and instead of killing me Utopia decided that I have potential, she turned me into
the creature that I am today.”

She looked sincere but M
organ still couldn't trust her.

Lisa or whatever her real name was must have felt his discomfort because she turned to him and smiled
. “You still don’t believe me.”

“How many?”
Morgan asked lowly. “How many of you were human once?”

Lisa took in a shaky breath. “Some, most of them are just brain dead soldiers, born from Utopia to serve her. The human ones… They were…They are…Almost all of the
family that first summoned her.

They thought that they will live forever…She
just didn't tell them as what.”

She paused, laughing bitterly to herself. “You might th
ink it is quite poetic really.”

She looked up at Morgan again. “I can help yo
u become alive again. Jon too.”

“We can help ourselves!” Morgan
stated but Lisa shook her head.

“Not like this.” She said. “Not with your petty thievery tries or by hoping that any of you will just wake up on your own. You can wait all you want, it just not going to
happen.” “Why?” Casey crocked.

“Because Utopia will not let it happen.” Lisa said, cr
ossing her arms over her chest.

“But there is a way to overcome her dark magic. There is an object, a crystal, made to bring the dead back to life. It's magic more powerful th
an what she could ever master.”

Casey bit her lip, suddenly looking a lot more interested in what Lisa had to say to them. “And it will bring my brothers back?” She asked almost letting herself get overly exc
ited. Lisa solemnly nodded.

“It will.”

“Well, do you know where it is?” Casey enquired and Lisa shook her head.

“It is a secret, one that is heavily guarded. All I know is that it is somewhere in this school. Utopia had divided it into three parts to make it impossible to find and put back together. She is terrified of the notion that there is something out there powerful enough to d
estroy even her strong charms.”

“Nothing is impossible.” Casey said, overcome
with unnatural killing desire.

Something burned within her, craving revenge and the prospect of getting her hands on something that could kill Utopia had a lit a fire
inside of her, burning bright.

Lisa nodded. “Maybe, but it will be hard to get. Only a handful of Utopias personal guard monsters and the person that
summoned us know where it is.”

“Who summoned you?” Morgan asked
, he was eager to know just like the rest of them who it was that made their life go upside down.

Lisa looked lost. “I don’t know.” She said, shaking her head. “I was never
trusted enough to know that.”

Cas
ey puffed. “Then it’s useless.”

“No, it’s not.” May took a d
eep breath and stepped forward.

Up until then she kept quiet, standing by the window but now, there was something weird about the way she said it, like she actually knew and di
dn't just try to cheer them up.

“And why not?”
Casey looked at her, something in her already knowing the answer.

“Because it’s me.”
May uttered bluntly after a short breath. “I summoned them.”

She admitted apologetically, waiting for the m
eaning of her words to sink in.

There was a moment of silence as everyone stared at her blankly and then Casey’s face contorted in anger and she began screaming her lungs out, making Morgan alm
ost jump away from her in fear.

“YOU’RE DEAD!” Casey yelled as she launched at the now frightened girl in a well-aimed attempt to grab at her throat but Morgan had quickly came back to his senses and caught Casey’s arms just in time to preven
t her from snapping May's neck.

He pulled her back, holding his clawing and enraged sister against himself, and that was about all he could do to prevent himself from launching on
top of May to kill her himself.

“Casey!” Morgan screamed, fighting to
control his rage blind sister.

“She killed you!” Casey screamed furious. “She fucking killed you!!! Let me go! I want to REAP HER FUCKING HEAD OFF!” She almost got away from Morgan’s grasp and May screamed in fear as Casey launch
ed again towards her.

May moved back only to meet the wall as Morgan grabbed Casey’s hands again and made them both fall to the floor, holding
his still growling twin there. 

“Casey! Stop! Calm down!”

“AGGHHHH!” Casey broke loose from Morgan’s grip and jumped to her feet, forcefully grabbing May by the throat and shoving her to the floor.

“You fucking bitch!” She yelled. “I will bloody kill you!” She roared, choking
the life out of the other girl.

The rest present in the room were rooted to their place
in amazement.

"We need to do so
mething." Toby stepped forward.

Colin glanced at him in astonishment. "You want to get in the middle of this?" He asked, pointing at the Tasmanian devil that was ones Casey.

"Colin!" Toby stomped his foot.

"Alright, alright."
Colin mumbled, stepping forward as well.

“No!” May rasped, clawing at Casey’s hands, despe
rate to get her off of herself.

“Listen to me!” May begged as Colin and Toby jumped to assist her, catching Casey’s fighting form by the arms and pulling her
away from the choking girl.

“Please!” She cried o
ut. “Please just listen to me!”

“Let me go!” Casey screamed, refusing to listen
to the annoying blond creature.

“I had nothing!” May pulled herself to her knees, her body shaking from fear and pain as she
cried.

“I just wanted to belong! And then my father’s boss died and I discovered his secret when we packed his things five years ago…” She cr
ied harder, her voice breaking.

She gazed up at Morgan. “They promised
me everything…” She whimpered.

”And I loved you so much…You were so perfect
and I wanted you all to myself…

But wh
en I saw what they did to you…”

“So it was you…” Morgan said to
himself. “You called out my name when I fell…

You were there that night.”

May nodded. “I’m so sorry, I never meant for this to happen. They promised me you wouldn't get hurt. Please, you have to believe me.”

Casey resisted the urge to kick her. She stopped screaming and let her friends' hold her but her skin was
still hot and her breath fast.

'If she will be given the chance she will kill th
is girl.' She wowed to herself.

“Casey…Are you ok now?” Jon asked her as Col
in and Toby let go of her arms.

“You’re not even worth it.” Casey said, spiting the words and then looking a
way. “Casey…” Morgan whispered.

“Monsters are more trustworthy than hum
ans it seems!” Casey exclaimed.

“Casey…”

“And you trusted her.” She blamed her twin.

“You wanted her!” She pointed at the astonished girl on the floor. “Do you still want her
Morgan?! Will you die for her?”

She looked up at her friends.
“And to think that you left Jon behind to save this monster! You should have left her to die with the likes of her!”

“Casey!!” Morgan suddenly screamed
in pain, falling to his knees.

“Morgan!!”

Both Jon and Casey hurriedly ran to their brother. “Morgan! What is it?” Jon demanded, holding his head up from the floor.

“I
…Don’t…” Morgan gasped for air.

“It's Utopia. She is taking away his soul.” Lisa said bitterly, looking down at the
agonized teen in front of her.

“No! You have to stop her!” Casey screamed, leaning against Morg
an’s twisting and shaking body.

“I can’t.” Lisa whispered. "I
don't have that kind of power."

“No! Morgan….Don’t leave me…” Casey begged, crying as Jon laid his hand on her back, biting his lip to prevent himself from
screaming in anger.

Morgan raised a trembling hand to try and calm Casey but he failed, his hand fell to the ground, his breath g
oing as shallow as it could go.

“I’m always with you.”

He managed to whisper before his body shuddered for the last time and with a painted cry he vanished, leaving a cold empty spot in his place.

Casey kept crying, trembling, and her hands remaining in the same position as they were when she still held Morgan. Jon leaned towards her, pulling her into his arms, gently stroking her back to calm her and himself, there were no wo
rds to describe their emotions.

Casey looked up at Lisa.

“Bring him back.” She demanded. Lisa shook her head.

“I can’t. But,” She continued before
Casey could say anything else.

“But we can.
Together. If you start trusting me.” Casey looked at Jon who was still holding her, then back at Lisa. “How do we know that it’s not a trap? That you are not playing on our greave?”

Lisa gave her a faint smile. “You don’t, you just have to trust me.” She repeated.

“If you want to save your brothers.”

Casey growled
, Lisa played with the right cards to win her over. She would do anything to save her brothers.

She knew that they had no choice but to listen to Lisa but Casey didn't have to like it. None the less, Casey swore she would do anything to get Morgan back so she agreed; hoping that if it was a trap her death will come quickly while May’s will be as torturous as the pa
in her actions had caused them.

"Where do you think Utopia is holding my brother?" Casey asked, taking deep breath and with Jon b
y her side rising to face Lisa.

"She won't put him in the chamber with the oth
ers. I can tell you that much."

Lisa tapped her chin, thinking about it for a moment. "She would probably hold him like a trophy. Another one of the prophesy children…So his soul is probably next to his bod
y, in Utopias private chamber."

"And how are we supposed to get him out of her priva
te chamber if Utopia is there?"

Casey questioned.

The whole thing looked now more and more like a trap, worsening by the second.

"I didn't say that she will be in her chamber when I will sneak some of y
ou guys in there. Don't worry."

“Yes, not to worry, we are only going like sheep to
the slaughter.” Colin snarled.

"Right, let’s go then." Casey didn't care how reckless she was, nor did she care for the astonished lo
ok she had received from Colin.

The only thing she cared about was getting back both of her brothers and no means
were too large for that cause.