The Phases: After Dark

Chapter 10!!
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Deada was on 'recruit' duty again, which basically meant kidnapping more kids off the streets, and was NOT happy. She was not only pared with Devic (again) but Emarai still wasn't back yet, and Deada was worried. Emarai had been one of the best Phases she'd taught. She wouldn't get lost. She was going across the marshes. Thought Deada. There isn't any danger there. She pushed it to the back of her mind. She looked up in time to see that Devic was stalking some one. A woman. with a baby in a pram. Something about this bugged Deada. She didn't know why, but something about Devic stalking the woman made her feel angry... and scared. Wait, not the teenager. she realized. The baby. He's stalking the baby. Before she could act, Devic pounced on the teen, knocking her and the pram over. The woman screamed and the baby cried out. No... thought Deada. An image flashed in front of her eyes. A memory. She remembered looking up in a pram, and seeing dark fur... Devic was in puma form... crying out as the pram was pushed over... now the pram was on the ground... dark paws looming over her... Devic reached towards the baby... "NO!!" Deada launched herself at Devic. She slammed him against the wall. "RUN!!" She yelled at the girl. Devic made a swipe at her. "TAKE THE BABY AND GO!!" Out of the corned of her eye she saw the woman scoop up the baby and leg it. Deada felt herself changing, moving, flowing... soon she found herself as an eagle on top of Devic.Devic had sunk into half way. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU FRICKIN' DOING?!" He yelled at her. Deada Phases to half way too. "You" She said shakily "Were not taking that child."
"It's only a stinkin' human--"
"I don't care."
"Well why not?"
"Because... because..." Deada couldn't say. She now knew that she wasn't a born Phase, but she couldn't say in in front of Devic. Deada looked around at the ally desperately. He could block her if she ran, but he couldn't follow her up. She jumped into the air and Phased. She sped through the air. She needed to talk to her aunt and uncle. Fast.

Tom dreamed... he dreamed that he was out on the marshes, watching a beautiful marsh harrier. Then, suddenly, he saw a man with a gun a bit further away. The man raised the gun, and shot the harrier. Tom watched as it fell, and ran to where it had fallen, hoping he'd be able to help it. But instead of a marsh harrier, a girl was lying there instead. Her eyes were open, but weren't looking at anything. The man with the gun came up behind him, and looked at the girl in satisfaction. "A good days work. Only a juvenile but she'll look good on my wall." Tom was furious. He looked at the man. Couldn't he see that he'd shot a girl? He looked back at her. He suddenly noticed that her hair was black, and her eyes were bright green... his sister was dead.
Tom sat blot upright in bed, cold sweat pouring down his face. For some reason he crossed to the window. Next to where Maria had left her note, he noticed a glint of silver that he hadn't seen before. He picked it up, and saw that it was a necklace. A charm hung from it, in the shape of a pair of wings. He didn't know why, but he need to find Maria, even if she was Emarai now. Grasping the necklace, he pulled on some jeans, a T-shirt and a coat. Then, on some impulse, grabbed a treasured photo of his sister and stuffed in his inside coat pocket. He legged it out of the door.
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Dun dun dun! My favorite part to write was Tom's dream.