22-The Last Chapter
Courtney and Arianna came running through the front door of the house. Both panting heavily, struggling to catch their breath. But they were smiling.
Courtney leaned her body against the wall and collapsed to the floor. Arianna collapsed on the sofa, her eyes swimming around in their sockets.
"DAMN!" She yelled out. "You have HOT Tracker friends, Court." Courtney smiled, laughing if she hadn't been short on oxygen in her lungs. Arianna smiled back, only she was still looking up at the ceiling. She really did think Alan was HOT!
"You ran into Trackers?" Duncan asked, worried that the worst had happened.
Courtney nodded her head. Everyone was now fearing that something bad had happened. The two were still catching their breath from running almost the whole way back to Duncan's house. It was exhausting.
"Chill, Dunc." Arianna told him, turning her head to face the worried looking vampire. "We didn't run into any purely bad Trackers."
"Yeah." Courtney agreed, moving along the floor to sit beside her fiancée. "Just Izzabelle and Alan. The two Trackers who don't want to be Trackers." Courtney explained. "Plus, Arianna has now found her new love interest."
"You could have warned me they made Trackers that hot these days!" Arianna told her cousin. Her mind was now focusing on Alan again. His perfect hair, his beautiful eyes. The way he had smiled at her, calling her the very thing she was thinking about him; HOT!
"We could have run into someone a lot worse...Like Heather when we were out of the office...Or maybe even Angela." Courtney told her cousin. Arianna sat up on the sofa, look down at Courtney.
"Who's Angela, anyway?" The blonde asked. "I mean, Izzabelle and Alan both sounded scared of her or something."
"Angela is the last person you would want to bump into in a dark alley." Courtney told her. She sounded slightly scared herself. "Angela is about ten foot tall and just as wide. She's extremely strong and could crush you with her little finger." Now everyone looked scared.
"Did you find Geoff?" Bridgette asked, wanting to change the subject. She wasn't looking as pale or red-eyed as she had been when they left, but it was still obvious that she was scared. All Bridgette wanted was her boyfriend back.
"Sorry, Bridge..." Arianna whispered. "We didn't find anything out." Bridgette nodded her head, not meeting anyone's eyes. Gwen draped her arm around the blonde's shoulders, trying to comfort her. "But we did find out that Heather has something to with it."
Courtney rolled her eyes. Arianna always exaggerated. There was no actual proof that Heather had something to do with Geoff's disappearance, it was just a hunch that everyone had. Of course, these hunches were more than likely true.
Courtney shook her head slightly. Thinking of Heather made her think of Celia. Thinking of Celia led to bad thoughts...Dark, deep thoughts that Courtney was not going to share with anyone. Certain things had to stay hidden from the world.
"What took you so long?" Duncan asked. The two had been gone a lot longer than anyone had hoped they would have been. Everyone was kind of worried and scared that the worst had happened. Luckily they had burst into the house before a search party was sent out.
"Going back to Courtney's HOT Tracker friend." Arianna said. Everyone rolled their eyes. They had already had enough talk of Courtney's HOT Tracker friend.
"So, we do have someone on the inside..." Taylor smirked, flashing her eyes at Courtney.
"I have someone on the inside." Courtney corrected her. "And I'm not risking Alan's life for anything. The academy is all her has..." Courtney cast her eyes down, staring at the carpet as if it was a missing puzzle piece that she just could not reach out for.
"Can we focus here?" Bridgette asked. Everyone snapped back to reality, looking over to Bridgette. "What are we gonna do to get Geoff back if Heather really does have him hidden in the academy?"
Everyone exchanged glances. No one was quite sure about what they had to do to get Geoff back. No one was eve sure if he was being kept in the academy, but that was their best bet.
"We have to search the academy." Courtney said, pointing out the obvious.
"How do we do that?" Taylor asked. No one had an answer for that one. At least, until Kevin spoke up.
"Court knows her way around, right?" Courtney nodded her head. "So we break in and take a look around. We call in as many nice and friendly Trackers as we can to help us look..." It was just an idea that had been bouncing around inside Kevin's head, but it was a good one.
"Everyone meet back here at midnight...We strike then."
The full moon shone down on the castle. It was the only source of actual light, besides the dim flashlights that a few people were carrying. The castle looked even spookier at night. It was dark and dingy, smelling like a sewer to those with a strong sense of smell.
"Geoff..." Courtney called into the darkness. "Geoff, you in here?" No reply. Courtney kept walking forward. The group was following her with their own flashlights, trying to stop themselves from bumping into one of the stone columns in the darkness.
Suddenly, a single light fell upon Courtney. She froze on the spot, as did everyone behind her. This could have been the end...
"Well, well, well...What do we have here?" A voice came out of the darkness. "You're out of bed after hours Courtney Black."
"SHIT!" Courtney swore, lifting her flashlight up. It fell upon the face of her old friend. "Alan, you gave me a fucking heart-attack!" Alan gave a smirk on his face. It wasn't an evil smirk. Alan couldn't look evil no matter how much he tried; he had a happy, friendly, trustworthy face.
"More friends?" Alan asked, spotting everyone behind Courtney.
"Back up gang." She corrected him. "We're looking for someone."
"Heather's in room 2897, knives are in the kitchen." Alan joked. Courtney smiled and a few of the others let out a small giggle.
"I don't want-Okay, I do want to kill Heather, but her time can wait." Courtney told Alan. "We're looking for a friend. We think Heather took him."
"Blonde? Pink shirt? Cowboy hat?"
"You know where he is?" Bridgette asked. She had so much hope put into that small question. No one had seen her so happy in days.
"He's in the basement." Alan told the group. Bridgette's face lit up like a Christmas tree. That was the happiest news she had heard all week. "Come on, I'll take you down."
No one hesitated to follow Alan into the dark. Courtney was still up front, her flashlight on Alan the whole time. The rest of the group were flashing their lights around, taking a good look at the castle as they walked through it.
Alan stopped and got a set of keys out of his black sweatpants. He searched for the right one for a moment, and then stuck it in the door. It easily unlocked and the boy pushed it open. Alan didn't go in, instead he gestured for everyone else to go in.
"Thanks." Courtney smiled at him, going down first. As soon as she was three steps down her flashlight turned off. When she tried to turn it back on it wouldn't work.
"There's a curse on the room, no items made in a magical town will work down there." Courtney cursed under her breath, tossing the flashlight to one side. It fell to the bottom of the stairs will a loud bang. "Keep it down..." Alan warned her and she nodded.
Soon enough everyone was down the stairs, trying their best to see in the darkness. No one could see a thing.
"Geoff?" Bridgette called out.
"Where's the light switch?" Taylor asked, running her hand over the nearest wall. There was nothing there.
Then, without warning, their only source of light; Alan's torch, switched off. Only, it didn't switch off. The door to the basement was slammed shut and the key turned in place. The lock clicked and everyone turned to run back up the staircase. No one did though. No one except Courtney.
Courtney gave it all she could to get to the top of the staircase again. But the door was locked. No matter how hard she tried, the door was not going to budge by force. She banged as loud as she could, but she knew well enough that the basement was sound proof from the inside.
"He's locked it..."
A/N: ...Why would Alan lock them in the basement? He's the good guy, isn't he?
Like the chapter title says...The Last Chapter...
Story six is over...Story seven shall start once I've finished another story, too...That may or may not be a while...Depends...I just think I'm writing too many stories at the moment. Plus, there is another The Going's On...Before The Drama counts...LOL!
Has anyone else noticed that they have taken spellcheck off of the editing page on FanFiction? I am now deeply upset about that...
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