Chapter three
"Y-you're Anakin Wallen, you're Darcelle
Challenger." Both of there eyes become wide as I pull the names from my past. "They killed you both though" I shake my head confused. "And we helped bury you." Darcelle looks at Anakin with a look that I don't understand, something between confusion and happiness. There's a sparkle in Anakins, a sparkle of hope. We all jump as a loud noise comes from outside, it sounds like a crack and a bomb going off.
"That's the same noise I heard when I found you" Anakins voice cracks. The entrance door creaks open but no one walks in. We all make our way to the door to find out where the noise came from. Anakin opens it slightly and falls backwards. A strangled yell of pain comes from him, blood flowing from his shoulder. I look up from Anakin to see the man with green eyes staring at me, his face giving away no emotions. He walks towards me, a black, shadowy knife in his hand. I stumble my way to Darcelle and Anakin, hoping what I'm about to do works. I grab each of their hands and focus on the first location that came to my mind. As I did this the world began to spin and all forms of noise die away. It takes exactly 24 seconds but the world eventually stops spinning. I hear a startled gasp from Darcelle and feel a sharp pain in my back before the world fades into darkness.
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