Juliana's POV:
I held Meson's hand as we sat around the fire. We were all off in our own little worlds, until we heard a crash fill the air. It sounded big, and I jumped up very alert. A helicopter with white letters on it flew over us and past the mountain. That wasn't good. All went silent as we gazed up at the way our friends went to make their camp.
"Do you think they're safe up there?" Meson asked.
"Of course they are..." Ashlyn bit her lip.
"I don't think a helicopter with the words WICKED on it flying to our friend's camp screams safe." Anna huddled her knees. Ashlyn sprang up.
"WICKED? What do you mean!"
"I mean that splitting up was terrible idea." Anna sighed. Ashlyn pushed her palms into her eyes.
"We have to go help them!"
Looking up once more at the mountain, we could see five small silvery figures starring down at us. They bolted down the rocky sides at lightening speed. Ashlyn unsheathed her sword warily, ready to strike. The rest of us prepared for the attack. I soon saw that these things were giant mechanical dogs, red flares burned in their eyes. What a crazy world this place was. I created a large wall of fire, which slowed the dog's strides. But not by much. Three giant metal devil dogs burst through the flames. One crashed into me, tackling me to the ground. The helicopter flew over us and the dogs seem to pause. Yelling followed the machine as it passed.
"Meson!" I cried, trying to get my friend to help. My shoulders were pinned down and ached from the beast's metal claws. It lashed at my face, giving me a few good cuts.
The dog's jaws were ripped from my face. Then the front half was lifted off me, and I could crawl backwards. Meson stood above me, wrestling the giant metal dog with a wooden spear. It started to break as she shoved it down the dog's throat.
"Come on!" She pulled me up by my shoulders and we started to run. Ashlyn and Anna were far ahead, already running along the mountain line.
"Where are we going?" I yelled in Meson's ear.
"Following that helicopter! Ashlyn said she heard Skylar and the others. She says WICKED got them!"
My eyesight blurred a bit, the white and purple specks getting farther away. I pulled Meson to a stop.
"We won't be able to run like this." Stepping back, I shifted into a fiery red and black horse. Tossing my cherry red mane back, I kneeled my front legs into the sand.
"Hop on, we've got friends that need saving."
Meson climbed onto my back and I stood. Racing along the mountain line to catch up with Ashlyn and Anna was now no longer a problem. Once I passed them, I could see them both shift into tall matching horses. Ashlyn a sparkling white coated one, and Anna a deep royal purple. The three of us effortlessly galloped behind the helicopter. As we ran off toward another danger filled adventure, I just couldn't shake the feeling of dread that hung over me. A white ghostly shadow floated next to my head.
"See you soon" it whispered.