TF-15

O.S. - March 20 10:24 PM
O.F. – March 21 12:21 AM

Chapter 15: "The Spirit Within (Literally)"

Wendy and Carter stared at the girl in front of them. The Forgotten's eyes held no emotion. Her eyes were blankly purple, and her aura radiated power.

"So...you've come to heal your husband, have you, Wendy?" She said darkly.

"It's what I intend to happen," Wendy snapped. The Forgotten smiled in a vampire-ish way,

"And what you intend is what I must destroy." She flipped in the air and took out two blades, "Time to get started."

The Forgotten spun herself towards Wendy, the blades slicing the air in her path. Wendy tried to move far away, but the Forgotten was getting closer.

Carter saw what the dark Everafter was trying to do and lowered himself, and swung his leg towards her ankles. He laughed in triumph.

The Forgotten fell to the floor with a thump. She snarled at Carter, which he returned gladly. But then her eyes flickered and she gave him a sad smile. Carter was confused, but then she was back to growling at him.

They fought hard with their sharp weapons. Carter aimed for her stomach, but she deflected it and her sword cut the flesh of his arm. It was a small cut, but it seemed to be burning. Literally.

Carter swore at her, then grabbed some powder from his jeans, and rubbed it on his arm. The cut closed itself. He sighed, relieved, but he was still bleeding.

Wendy sprinted towards the sleeping Peter and turned him over, his back towards her face. She then pulled his shirt over her head, and searched for a scar. She smiled as she found it.

But she rolled over sideways as a dagger impaled itself where her head have been. The Forgotten had terrified her, and she squeaked. The Forgotten cackled.

Wendy moved against the walls, where the darkness was, hoping the girl wouldn't be able to see her. She worried glanced at Peter...

For he was stirring in his sleep.

The Forgotten threw a knife where Wendy's neck would've been if she hadn't ducked. The Forgotten growled while Wendy gave a small smug smile. It quickly disappeared as the Forgotten kicked her chest. Her whole body collided with the wall. The British woman fell and gasped for air.

The Forgotten smiled ruefully. Carter yelled and ran towards her with his sword. She heard him and deflected his blow. The sword fell out of his hands and slid towards the almost unconscious Wendy. Carter was going to grab it, but the Forgotten slammed her sword into the floor, blocking his path.

"Did you actually think you could stop me! Ha! The Master gave his orders and I always follow orders!" Carter stared at her,

"Why? Why do you follow him? What about your heart?"

The Forgotten looked confused, "My heart?" Her voice had softened, and sounded familiar, but then it was gone as soon as it came, "I have no heart!"

"Everyone has a heart! You're just not listening to yours!" Carter said, "Is this really what you want to do? Terrorize people in their dreams?"

"It's what I was made to do!" She retorted. Carter shook his head,

"Everyone's made for a reason. A good reason. Humans were made to take care of creation. Animals were made to take care of plants, and each other. To make sure that they don't expand too much. Everafters were made to live again. To remember and to relive their stories. And you were made for a good reason." He finished.

The Forgotten shook her head violently, "No! I was not made for that purpose! I was made to be forgotten, I was made to terrorize!"

"No you weren't-everybody is special!"

The weirdest thing happened. Two voices came out of the Forgotten, "Oh yeah? How would you feel if people neglected you? How would you feel if your own teachers hated you? How would you feel to be forgotten? If I'm so special than why don't I feel special!" Tears streamed out of her face.

"I..." Carter said. The Forgotten struggled. She screamed at herself, "Get back inside!" To whoever she was speaking too ignored her. Instead of the Forgotten's cold, mean voice, it was replaced by the soft one.

"For two years- two freaking years- people at our school called me unscrupulous! They called me a liar! A fake! A girl who had no life when her first words to the class were exciting! They laughed at me when I said my mom was a painter. When I said that my brother was in Afghanistan! You know what the worst part was? They laughed at the fact my dad was dead! I wanted to be FORGOTTEN!" She cried,

"And you know who laughed with them? Ashley. Drake. You! You Carter Walsh! The only boy I've ever liked!" She was enraged, "I thought leaving everything would make my life happier! But it's not!"

Wendy was pulling herself towards Carter's sword that fell. It was a long sword, and it was possible that it could get to Peter. Just to fix Peter and it would all be done. Peter would be okay, and they would go home together. But Wendy heard the story of the Forgotten, and she knew that Peter might have to wait. Forever maybe.

Carter seemed speechless, and stared at the crying Everafter. But the Forgotten was enraged, the softness was gone, and it was replaced by the dark one.

She ran towards Peter screaming. But just as the tip of the blade touched the frozen Carter's chest, she didn't move. Carter looked stupefied.

The Forgotten crumpled to the ground, with a blade in her side. Wendy had thrown it at the last second, and she was tired. If only Peter was okay...

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The Everafters charged into the castle looking for the two missing soldiers. Sabrina, Ash, Drake, and Daphne were in the lead.

"I hope they're okay," Daphne said worriedly.

Sabrina assured her, "They'll be fine."

They looked around, and the last place to look was deep into the Hand castle. Sabrina signaled everybody to follow her.

There were many doors. Two soldiers each went inside each door. Unfortunately, the number of people was an odd number, so Daphne paired up with Drake and Ash.

Sabrina and Puck walked into a library. Puck was walking towards the exit when Sabrina grabbed his hand, "Wait Puck."

Sabrina pulled him towards her and gave his a kiss on the cheek, leaving her blushing. Puck's elfin ears were red, "W...What was that for?"

Sabrina's eyes darted around the room, anywhere but Puck's eyes, "...I wanted to thank you for helping me get out of that Hand member's...well, hands." That solider was holding her a bit inappropriately during the battle.

Puck's eyes darkened, "Sabrina-we may have our differences, but I am your protector. We fight a lot- sure it's fun to prank you- but when it comes to things like that, I don't like it one bit. And I'll stick up for you. I know you didn't enjoy that either."

Sabrina was astonished, "Um, thanks Puck. I also never knew that you knew me so well."

"Brina, I've known you for years now- I think I know somebody!" Puck grinned.

They stood in silence, enjoying it and each other's comfort, but Sabrina broke it, "Well, I think we better keep looking for Wendy and Carter."

Puck rubbed his neck, "Yeah. We need to make sure they aren't dead." Sabrina punched him playfully, "Now...where the exit to this torment?"

Sabrina rolled her eyes, "Books are awesome! And the exit's there."

They walked over, hand in hand. They opened the door just to crash into Daphne, "We found them! We found them!"

Drake and Ash came running, "Yep. They were in this room with a fireplace and leather chairs."

"Well let's go see them!" Sabrina insisted. The three shook their heads.

"Why not?" Puck said.

"I think they all need some peace and quiet. It looked like a rough battle played there." Drake said. Sabrina and Puck shrugged.

A soldier came, "What should we do now, Ms. Grimm?"

"I guess we wait here until Wendy and Carter come back out." Sabrina said.

Puck grinned at everybody, "Well, who wants to play 'Never Have I Ever'?"

"Wendy, dear, please hear me." No. It couldn't. She opened her eyes and saw the green eyes she missed. He gave her a crooked smile. She buried her face is the crook of his neck and cried. How? She asked herself. Then she saw the blade in the back. Her memory flickered.

She then pulled his shirt over her head, and searched for a scar. She smiled as she found it. But she rolled over sideways as a dagger impaled itself where her head have been.

Her head must've been where his scar was, she thought. She didn't care.
Peter was back.

Carter was still standing frozen. He looked at the figure on the floor. He kneeled down and touched her tear stained face. Then something happened. Her body began to dissolve, but under lay a much smaller and petite body.

She had tangled black hair, and her skin was pale from the cold. The only items she had on were shorts and a big shirt. The girl seemed unconscious, so Carter couldn't identify her eyes.

But he knew who the girl was. He just couldn't believe it. She had gone missing for so many years; it was hard to believe she was sleeping in his arms.

'Lily' the name echoed in his head.

A special name he would NEVER forget.

A/N. So... what did you think? Thanks everybody who stuck with me through my depression! And I'm so sorry to the people I let down. But I'm like a computer-I have a lot of information to share, and my knowledge deepens every single hour of every single day. I can break down at times, but I can be repaired with the right equipment. :D