Chained - Jenlisa

Final Fight

Jungkook hasn't come to see me in a while but I hear hurried commotion outside of the room I'm being kept in.

My bladder is full and the urge to call out for someone to take me to a bathroom is ever present. Though I doubt anyone will listen to me even if I asked nicely. I'm sure Jungkook
will get a kick out of seeing me soil myself.

Sighing angrily, I squeeze my thighs together the best I can and distract myself by trying to figure out what's happening outside. There's not much to go off of aside from hurried footsteps and hushed, clipped words. Whatever's going on- there's a readiness to it. I'm going to be left here to my fate while everyone else is prepared for- for what's unknown to me. I only hope it's nothing bad for me. Then again, what's worse than the situation than I'm already in?

Something enormous impacts just above and I yell, both scared and surprised, as the whole room shakes around me. I don't know how this house hasn't come crashing down on my head. This place must be built with the strongest materials, or magic.

Another impact has me fearful and I shut my eyes and lower my head so the falling dust doesn't get into my eyes. I've either been kidnapped at the worst time or this was planned. At least if it was planned I'd know I'd be safe. God, I hope it was planned.

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"This isn't a plan," Bambam shouts over the wind whipping in through the windows. "And we're ruining my tires."

For miles now we've been driving through an essential wasteland. The road's nothing but dirt and the surrounding area holds no life aside from us and the scarce plants that managed to thrive this long. We left the safety of the city long ago and I think we're bordering the next state.

"Are you sure she's here?"

My nose picks up nothing but dust. "I know she is." A fairy zips into the car with Bambam and I and informs us that there isn't anything for miles still. Bambam gives me a look but I tell him to keep going. Jennie is near, I can feel her. She's no more than a mile or two away, at most. There is something out there. I tell the fairy to inform everyone else to slow, that we're coming upon our destination, and they give me a salute before zooming away.

"They said there wasn't anything there," Bambam says after a few minutes.

"There is," I snap. "There is. My connection is never wrong. I always know where Jennie is and it's telling me she's here."

After a long second, Bambam nods and focuses on the strip of land before the vehicle. We drive on for another mile and a half before I instruct him to slow further. He does, and I squint at the nothingness before me.

"Stop," I demand, and the car's wheels halt. Our procession stops, too, and doors open to reveal confused faces. I step out into the wasteland and my legs move almost without me thinking it. My connection is forcing me forward and I'm not going to stop it.

The creatures flying above circle as I come to a halt, and I notice crows and pigeons watching from high up, agitated. There's nothing around me but dirt, rubble, and a little foliage that somehow arrived here. I turn in a tight circle and stare at the ground. The creatures above land around me, fidgeting.

"She's here," I state simply. "She's right here."

"Where?" Bambam asks, coming up to me. He kicks up dirt as he stands a few feet away with his hands on his hips. "There's nothing."

I point directly between my feet. "Right here."

Bambam's eyebrows shoot up, and he hesitantly says, "Dead?"

"No. She's definitely alive. They've taken her underground. We need a witch, or a ghost, maybe. Who do we have?"

Without questioning me, Bambam turns and whistles sharply, waving his hands to bring everyone in. He shouts the situation and a few people come forward. A Spectre steps up to me and says he can find Jennie, at least, and protect her the best he can until we manage to break ground. I thank him profusely and he smiles. Then, in an instant, his body turns to smoke and it swirls to crash and disappear into the dirt. A gargoyle inches forward next and grinds out that he can be the one to break the ground. Everyone steps back, leaving his hulking form in a wide circle, and he roars. He smashes at the ground with his stone fists, his wings twitching, and it feels as if an earthquake occurred.