Feeling the tight hold around my wrist, I tried more spells to get out of it but to no avail.

"You should give up princess." The Damtal who was taking me and my comrades to our prison said. Which ironically happens to be the very place I call home. In Charilot. In the palace.

"King Jared made sure that you couldn't get out of them."

Stark groaned. "It's not possible." He muttered, not for the first time.

"It is with the help of The Older Twin." The Damtal replied.

Fany moved closer to Stark, trying to calm him down. Everyone was on edge because of the evilness tainting the air.

No one said anything on the way. We were currently in Charilot making our way to the palace. I suddenly thought about Alex The Butler. I hadn't seen him back in the secret place. I hope he was ok.

My mind drifted back to The Great Book and bracelet. That's the only one thing that King Jared needs now. It'll help him get stronger. And we didn't need that.

Oddly, he hasn't asked me where I kept it. I guessed he might have people searching the whole palace. Too bad he will never get his hands on it.

Not without my help.

I shook my shoulders and felt my bag. I was lucky they didn't take it or search it. The book Jemin gave me was in there. I had already memorized the spell I needed it to defeat King Jared. In case the worst happens.

No matter if it killed me.

"How much longer?" Gomin whined. "I'm tired."

"Can you just stop talking?!" Stark snapped.

"Don't talk to me like that!" Gomin snapped back.

I sighed, feeling a headache start. "You guys just drop it. Stark stop snapping at Gomin."

"Why do you always blame Stark." Fany accused.

"Don't talk to her like that" Gomin said to Fany.

Stark walked towards Gomin. "Watch. How. You. Talk. To. Her."

Gomin smirked. "Make. Me."

Rodger stepped between them. "You guys are acting like kids. Cut it out."

"Oh and you're are just the perfect grown up." Gomin replied, rolling his eyes.

"At least I don't act like a freaking baby all the time." Rodger snapped.

The Damtal started laughing hysterically. "Oh this is priceless. The heroes arguing for absolutely no reason."

I wanted to smack him. It was the evil aura. Everyone was in a bad mood and this wasn't the first fight we've gotten into a pointless argument.

Except for Kameron and Chase who were both deadly quiet. They hadn't said a single word since we left, only glaring at anyone who walked near them or tried to talk to them.

I couldn't blame them.

Suddenly there was a loud bang and two Maligns appeared in front of us.

"We have come to escort the prisoners." One of the Maligns said.

"It's cool. I can take them to their cells." The Damtal replied, walking towards them.

The Maligns moved to block his way. "That won't be necessary." The other Malign said, his voice low and deadly.

The Damtal frowned but didn't object, quietly turning away and disappearing.

Interesting. They aren't letting Damtals in or anywhere near the palace.

The two Maligns faced us. "Walk." They simply ordered. And walk we did.

It was agonizing not being able to do anything other than think about every thing that has gone wrong so far and can go wrong.

The bracelet is safe. The bracelet is safe. That's all that matters.

It was 20 minutes before we reached the palace. And it was swarming with Maligns.

A few people glanced our way but other than that, no one paid us any attention.

"Look what we have here."

I turned around to face Brad with a smirk on his face, leaning against the wall.

No one said anything.

"What's wrong. Cat got your tongue." Brad said. "Not so high and mighty now, are we."

Suddenly Brayn came into the room. He stopped in his track when he spotted us. "Looks like our guests have arrived."

"We'll take it from here." Brad said and the two Maligns left.

We stared at the two brothers and they stared right back. I couldn't get over the fact that they looked exactly alike. If it weren't for Brad's scar, then I wouldn't have been able to know who was who.

"Let's show you around." Brayn said.

"I used to live here. I know the place very well." Rodger said, his voice sounding harsh.

Brad laughed. "In that case we'll show you to your cell." He then turned towards Stark. "And you might want to stop trying to free yourself. It's too powerful."

Stark glared at Brad. "How would you know." He muttered.

"I've been in those handcuffs. Can't get out of it." Brad replied, having heard Stark.

"Oh daddy got sick of you, now did he." Fany said, giving a fake pout and batting her eye lashes.

"Our father happens to be dead." Brayn deadpanned.

There was a moment of silence before it was broken by someone coming in. Cole.

"Finally, you're here." He said with open arms, as if greeting family who came to visit.

"Can you guys just take us to our cells? I'm sick and tired of your presence." Gomin snapped.

"Tsk tsk. Someone is feeling moody" Cole said, the ever present smirk slightly rising.

Gomin ignored him.

"Did you guys even know there were prison cells right under your home?" Cole said. He started walking away.

No. No we didn't know. But we didn't say anything.

"Follow him." Brayn ordered.

And we did.

We walked to the kitchen and around the back, there was a storage room. We entered and Cole kneeled down and opened a door that was on the floor.

There used to be a carpet right there.

"Welcome to your temporary home. Until we need further use of you guys, of course. EspecIally you Mickey. You have some telling to do." Cole said, looking me straight in the eye.

I gave a clipped laugh. "You'll have to torture me."

Cole frowned. "Don't tempt us. They'll do it."

He said they. He didn't say we.

I decided to ignore him and I saw the frustration in his eyes. He shook his head. "Whatever." He muttered.

He started descending the stairs and we all followed.

It was dark and we had to be careful. As soon as we reached the last step, Cole clapped his hands twice and lights came on.

There were rows and rows of holding cells on either side of the tunnel. And they all looked uncomfortable. Cole continued to walk down the long hall way and finally stopped at a random holding cell.

"Since I'm feeling generous, I'll let you all stay in the same cell." That said, he opened it and we all got it.

"See you guys soon." Brad said.

And they slammed the door shut. We listened as their footsteps started to fade. Once it was gone, Stark Fany and I rushed to the door.

But it was pointless. The door was enchanted. We were locked in.

I sat down, suddenly feeling tired. I let my thoughts wonder back to the horrible thought that I kept at bay but was now slowly creeping into my mind.

I looked at Chase and Kameron who had been quiet the whole time, lost in thought.

And then all hell broke lose as Chase yelled. "What the hell! How is it possible? Why would she do it!? How....!" He trailed off.

Kameron sat there, completely silent.

No one said anything as Chase started pacing, muttering whys and hows under his breath.

Why would she betray us like that?

How could she betray us?

Those red eyes which had been a different color and so full of life, now dead and cold.

That harsh smile that no one had ever seen on her beautiful, gentle, playful face.

That cold, hard laugh.

That wasn't her.

How? Why?

How was she alive?

I closed my eyes, thinking back to it.

As Red Eyes slowly pulled off her mask, I held my breath in anticipation.

But I was expecting Kasey. Or Tori. I was not prepared to meet the person. The person I had loved so much. The person whom I thought I had lost.

I heard Kamerons sharp intake of breath. I heard Chases startled cry.

It couldn't and shouldn't have been possible.

"What's going on?!" Rodger demanded. "Is this some sort of sick joke!?" I could hear the pain in his voice.

"Why, that's no way to treat your sister, now is it?" Kate said.

My eyes went wide as I heard her voice.

"Missed me?" Kate said with a smirk and a look that'll always hunt me.

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(A/N). So yay!

Kate's NOT dead!!! But.....she's a traitor....? That was cold.

Most of you guessed it was Kate. Any comments?

Let me know what you guys think.

Until next time, take care❤