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Chicago ~ Quest Part II
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Dec 17, 2019 02:26PM
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She looked out the window, and realized that the car had stopped moving. She turned around to ask the robot why they weren’t moving, and she realized she was alone in the car. She went to stand up, and couldn’t. Her hands and feet were tied down to the car, preventing her from moving.
Clara screamed in rage. She struggled to pull the bonds holding her back off. She pulled so hard that she cut her wrists and ankles. She could barely feel the pain. After trying for nearly ten minutes, to no avail, she fell back. She heard a roar coming from the forest. She wanted to move but she couldn’t. It was terrifying and angering. She cried. However the fighting spirit inside was not damaged. She pulled harder at the ropes, cutting even further into her skin.
Clara heard screams and yelling from outside the car, along with an occasional roar. The ropes were soaked in blood, as well as the seat beneath her. There were deep marks in her wrists and ankles from the ropes. Still, she strained. Shestrained. so hard that it hurt to move her wrists and ankles, but she refused to give up. She began to feel dizzy from blood loss.
Clara finally gave into the pain, and stopped pulling on the ropes. Everything around her was soaked in blood. Clara looked around her. Wendigos were everywhere. Everyone was fighting them except her. She watched as one ran away. It looked back, and saw her. It howled and ran towards the car. Clara screamed as it slammed against the door repeatedly. The glass on the indie began to crack.
Clara was disgusted by the way it’s head flew off. Forthenco did it. And what made her even more sick was the fact that he was laughing after that. She was so confused.
Spark studies Clary. She seemed embarrassed and broken apart. Spark wondered if he could do anything to make her feel better. But most of the time, he really isn’t of any help to the group so far.
Clara caught spark looking at her and glared at him. The spark of anger ibvious in her eyes. She was still tied to the chair. But did not say a word to ask for help.
Clara stared at Forthenco. Her anger so powerful you could practically see it flowing from her. It was lucky her hands and feet were still tied back it she would have throttled them all.
Clara immditly tried to stand up and punch Fortencho, and would have to, if not for the deep, and painful marks in her wrists and ankles from where she dug against the straps.
Clara clenched her fists together, blood dripping down her wrists. She stepped up to Forthenco. She was much shorter then he was, but that did not stop her from glaring him right in the eyes, and saying in a deadly calm voice, ‘From here on, I go alone. You cannot stop me. You cannot come with me. This is my quest, and you have gone too far. Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of. I don’t need you anymore’ with that,Clara walked away, slowly and deliberately, blood coating her wrists and ankles. ‘Oh’ Clara said turning back, ‘ And you can forget about ever seeing Naomi again’ she spat, emphasizing the word Naomi. ‘After hearing of this, Charlotte will never speak to you again’. Clara turned and kept waking. A trial of blood marking her footsteps.
‘I’m not the one who tied up the leader of the quest just so I could brag about defeating a couple monsters. I am so much more then you. I don’t need your help’ Clara shot back, not even bothering to turn around.
‘For the last time. I don’t need or want your help’ Clara spun around as she said these words, and her eyes were still filled with that same hatred and determination as before, only now there was a hint of pain showing. She squeezed her fists tighter, and continued walking in the same slow and deliberate manner.
Clara did not reply, just kept walking. Her speed slowly became faster, and the blood eventually stopped dripping down to the ground as she walked away.
‘First of all I never went crying back to my cabin’ Clara shouted, wrenching herself away from them, ‘ And second of all I can take care of myself. I didn’t ask for you to tie me up. I could have taken them all down. You were the one who decided it would be best to tie me up. I don’t care what you think. I don’t care what you did, and I don’t care if you hate me for the rest of eternity. I’m doing this alone’ Clara said to him. With one last glare at him, she took of running. She pulled her sword out as she did, and didn’t stop running even when she heard shouting behind her.
Clara pushes herself to keep running. Tears fell from her eyes. The pain was instense. But she had to keep running. A voice in the back of her head whispered,’you know you are not related to Naomi. Charlotte is dead. Just give up. You will never get her back’Clara never stopped running, but she knew it had to be Charlotte. Charlotte couldn’t be dead. It had to be her. With that though, she ran. She was exhausted and in pain, but she had to find Charlotte/Naomi. Even if it killed her.
(( I'm sorry guys I haven't been on lately. I accidentally deleted goodreads and then got busy. That was a sad ending btw!))
I’m not on ‘cause of homework. Literally every teacher (especially my Math and my Art A teacher) founds it excellent to burden us kid with Homework! I hate my life.
((OMG guys! I’m literally on season 2 on Shadowhunters and I’m falling in love with the movie! Which is also part of the reason I’m not active.))
(I thought they all died, lol)
They all died frantic and uninteresting deaths. They didn’t even make it to the hero’s island in the underworld. The end. Lol.
(I think we can restart. Everyone is back on again so why not?)
The sun was out and the wind blew lightly. It was a very nice day and everyone was outside!



