Chapter 17: What I'd Do Without You
Abigail parked her car and got out. As she shut the door, she stared at the old warehouse in front of her. She walked around the side of the building with Proto, and saw a black van. They stopped and stared at it. From what they could see, no one was in it.
They slowly and carefully, walked toward it. When they got to it, Abigail opened the side door. Proto jumped in the van, put his nose on the floor, and started sniffing.
“I wonder how this thing works,” she said, as she tapped on her watch. Rebbeca programmed it to follow the DNA trail. The closer the watch gets to the Destiny Device, the greener the screen gets. Abigail leaned against the van as she looked around.
Proto barked, making Abigail jump.
“Don’t do that,” she told him, as he barked again. “What?!” Proto jumped out of the van and ran to the side of the building. “What?” He barked again and wagged his tail.
“Is someone in there?” His tail started wagging faster. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Then, he ran to the building and started barking. “Will you please stop that?”
Next to Proto was a stack of crates that lead to a window about twenty feet off the ground.
“This looks like a job for…” She looked at Proto. “Crystals: form.” Abigail’s skin and clothes changed to crystal. Then, they climbed the stack of crates to the top. She walked over to the window and slowly opened it. “Stay here,” she whispered to Proto.
She looked through the window into a concrete room, and saw Foreshadow sitting in the corner with a bag over his head. She wanted to yell and show how happy she was to have found him, but she decided to wait until later for that.
She grabbed a green ball from her belt, and dropped it through the window. Once it stopped rolling, she whispered, “Open.” Then, the green ball turned into a giant crystal tree. She then used the tree to climb down from the window. As soon as she touched the floor, she ran over to Foreshadow and got down on her knees.
She pulled the bag off his head, revealing all the cuts and bruises that covered his face. When she pulled the bag off, he looked almost afraid, but then relieved when he saw The Crystal Girl.
Without thinking, The Crystal Girl kissed him. As she was kissing him, her crystal skin turned white, as one-by-one, all of his cuts and bruises healed. When she pulled away from him, he had a look of shock on his face.
“What are you doing here?” Foreshadow asked, in a hushed voice.
“I’m saving you,” she replied. “Now, follow me.” She helped him up, and they both climbed up the tree. When they were outside, The Crystal Girl said, “Close,” and the tree disappeared. They climbed down the stack of crates and started walking toward her car.
“So, how did you find me?” he asked, as she got in her car.
Proto jumped into the back seat.
“Why is he here?”
“Dark Vengeance sent me.”
“Then why didn’t she come?” He got in to the car.
“She had a run-in with Dark Rose. Didn’t go very well.”
“Is she okay?”
“Yeah, but not enough to get back in the costume.” She started driving.
“Where are we going?”
“I have orders to take you back home.”
“Because, Drake,” The Crystal Girl said. “Dark Vengeance is looking forward to seeing you before next year.”
Rebbeca took a bus back to Kernsville, and then walked two miles to Abigail’s house. As Abigail saw Rebbeca walking up the drive way, she opened the door for her.
“Hey, how is he?” Rebbeca asked.
“He called and said he was in a car crash and has three broken ribs.”
“I thought you healed him?”
“Everything but bone. There’s a limit to even my powers.”
They sat on the couch.
“Well, he’s always been good at coming up with cover stories,” Rebbeca said. “So, did you tell him?”
“No, I want to, but…something’s holding me back, and I don’t know what.”
“That’s how I felt.”
“But you told him anyway?”
“No, and because I didn’t, it nearly destroyed our friendship. I don’t want to watch you make the same mistakes I did. Plus, you’re in love with him, so you need to tell him.”
Abigail looked puzzled about what to do.
“Don’t make the same mistake I did. Don’t start off your career with pain, but most of all, don’t take him for granted.”