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Probably one of the most darkest sections I ever wrote...

NOTE: This is still before the battle we go to, and after the party.

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Isla

Does anyone know how hard it is to lie to your best friend who is bored as hell in hospital who is a major shipper of Michla, that a descendent of Hiccup and Astrid danced with me to For The Dancing And The Dreaming and that the whole dance floor was cleared for us and that NOTHING, NOTHING bad happened after?

Trust me, it’s hard.

Very hard.

The whole dance thing is true, as those random Michla shippers out there love, buuuuuuut after that, as those random Michla shippers hate, we separated.

Yup.

We S-E-P-E-R-A-T-E-D.

Hard to believe, isn’t it?

Let me tell you, it’s heartbreaking. Very heartbreaking. I’m just really sad after that. And it’s hard to lie to Aud that we didn’t separate. Imagine if she heard this…

I still can’t believe I did that. I still can’t believe Michael did that. I still can’t believe Valen did that. I still can’t believe it has happened. I finally admitted it before I left Michael.

“And I hate you…because I loved you.”

And when I said that, I meant it. I did love him. And then we just…''leave. ''Michael was probably right. He probably didn’t purposefully kiss Valen, and I just didn’t hear him out and leave him.

But I didn’t just leave him because I didn’t necessarily believe him about Valen, but to keep him safe. These bad guy’s are after us, and to hurt us, they get our loved ones. But after a lot of thinking, these people are most likely after Michael anyway. Argh! I’m so stupid! But then I don’t really want to be with Michael! I’m not sure if I trust him or not!

I felt extremely sad though. I felt broken. I just…lost…him…

“Yep, we were totally talking about tuna…” I lied. Aud nodded and then blanked out. I sighed. Luckily Aud didn’t notice my red eyes, red from crying. Yeah, crying. Michael made me feel so happy and safe. I regret leaving. I just left him…

But he kissed Valen.

But he says he didn’t do it on purpose.

Why is everything so hard!?

At least my other friends haven’t got hurt yet.

“Everyone make room! Clear!” I heard a doctor shout at a few people who was in the way of a room. The doctor was carrying a girl with curly, red hair, about my age, with blood all over her. She looked quite familiar.

That’s when I realized it was Melissa.

“MELISSA!?” I yelped, sitting up and running over to her. She was barely breathing, and looked like she was in a horrible condition. I gasped in fear. On her…on her…her arm…was a…

A message. There were writings on her arm, written by a knife. It said:

'''GIVE UP GUARDIANS! WE WILL KILL YOU ALL!'''

I yelled in fury. Stupid, stupid, stupid Havardr and Harns! HOW DARE THEY DO THIS TO MY BEST FRIEND!? Melissa was there at the party! In a perfect condition! With no stupid messages on her arm, and with no blood all over her. And now…she…is like this…

This means revenge. Serious revenge. For hurting my best friends. Aud, Kate and now Melissa.

I’m going to find this person who did this. Which is most likely a Harn.

“Excuse me, ma’am!” the doctor said, pushing past me into the room. The way he said that…it brought flashbacks to when Michael and I first met…

''Don’t think back to that, Isla. Think about revenge. ''

I sat for an hour outside of the room Melissa was in. I nearly fell asleep, but I couldn’t. I needed answers and clues when the doctor is done. For what felt like an eternity, the door finally opened, and the doctor that carried Melissa came out. He sighed, and started walking away. “Excuse me, sir!” I called, catching up to him.

“H-hm, um, sorry, ma’am, I have to go, need fresh air…” he stammered. I guessed his work on Melissa was…traumatising.

“Please, I just need to ask a few questions,” I begged.

He sighed again. “Make it quick then.”

“Thank you. Now where did you find Melissa?”

“A guy came up to me in the hospital carrying your friend.”

I nodded. “And who was this person? Do you know?”

“I don’t know his name. But if you want the description of him, he is tall, muscular, dark hair, tan skin. Horrifying eyes, if you ask me. They are like, black.”

“Huh, I see…”

I felt hopeless, clueless. For once in my life, I didn’t think I could find this culprit.

“If you’re looking for the guy who gave me Melissa,” said the doctor, “he had blood on his shoes, so wherever he walks it leaves a footprint, with blood.”

I looked at the doctor in hope. Maybe I have a chance. But what if I still can’t find him? “Thank you,” I said, shaking his hand. “You’ve been a lot of help.” Afterwards, I left the hospital and noticed the doctor was right. Doctors were cleaning the floor, and I saw a footprint on it, with blood.

The footprints were leading outside, and I followed them. Great! There was a whole path of them! Now I could ask this guy questions if I find him.

If…

I kept on following the prints until I came upon a small house. It was isolated, but didn’t seem suspicious. I mean, there are a lot of isolated houses in The Hidden World, right? I breathed in and knocked on the door. “Coming!” I heard a mans voice say, and soon after, a man opened the door. The doctor was right. He was tall, muscular, and his eyes looked like they were black.

“Hello,” I said confidently. “I heard that you found my friends body and brought her to the hospital, is that right?” The man’s eyes widened when I said the word ‘friend’.

“Uh, yes, I did,” he answered. “Sorry for that.”

“No need.”

“Come, come in,” he said, opening the door wider. I smiled and walked in. It was a little house, and I noticed dead animals heads on the walls…hmm…There was blood on the ground, but I just guessed that was Melissa’s. “You’re Isla Anderson, right?” he suddenly asked.

Alright, that was creepy. “Um, yes,” I said. “How do you know?”

“You’re a Guardian,” he answered. “I’m a…big fan of Guardians and know every single one of them. And my name is Giddion.”

“Oh, OK,” I slowly said. I sat down. “Do you mind if I ask some questions?”

“Absolutley,” he said. “Go ahead.”

“Thanks. Where did you find Melissa?”

“I…I found her in a trap when I went hunting.”

“Hunting?”

“I hunt wild animals.” That was a bit suspicious.

“Is that your job?”

“Yes.”

“Huh…Anyway, was there anyone there, anything suspicious, when you found her?”

“Nothing suspicious,” he answered. “May I get you a drink?”

I’ll admit it. I was very thirsty. Extremely thirsty. I couldn’t help but say yes. Giddion nodded and walked into the kitchen. I sat up and inspected the room. These heads on the walls are really creeping me out now…

I looked at papers and news articles stuck on his wall. One article was:

'''NEW GUARDIANS! MEET AIDAN, KATINA, ISLA, AUD, KATE, AR AND RITA!'''

The whole article was about the Trials, I couldn’t bother reading it. I noticed how our faces on the article were circled, and Ar’s face was crossed out. Hm, weird. Another article:

'''HOUSES DESTROYED! TEN PEOPLE INJURED!'''

Aw, really? I hope those people are OK. Next to that article, someone wrote on it, “Mission: Complete”. Now this was getting extra creepy. I opened a cupboard and found a note. I read it. It said:

'''Girl captured. Sister got away.'''

And:

'''Girl captured. Boy got away.'''

And what terrified me the most, was that there was a certain note that said:

'''Congratulations, Giddion Jone. You’re a Harn.'''

Signed by,

Stanely Harn

I gasped quietly. This was even more scary than before. Giddion must of have worked for Stanely before he died, and now works for Stanley’s brother.

It makes so much sense. Giddion had hurt Melissa. HE did this! He set it up! He did this to Melissa, and brought her to the hospital to make it look like he didn’t do it!

“I’m in a house with a Harn…” I whispered in fear. It was silent. I didn’t hear anything. And Giddion certainly wasn’t making me a drink. He is here to kill me.

''I have to go. I have to go RIGHT NOW!''

I quietly closed the cupboard and started walking to the door.

Then the realization hit me. Hard and painfully. In fact, the realization stabbed me in my shoulder.

More like a knife stabbed me in the shoulder.

I yelled in pain and whirled around. Giddion was there, holding a big knife in my shoulder. I growled and kicked him in the gut. He let go of the knife, and I quickly and painfully pulled the knife out of my shoulder. I hissed in pain but turned my attention back to Giddion, who threw a punch at me. I sidestepped it and punched him. I pushed him to the ground and held him down on his belly. Win win. I put the knife in front of his face. “If you don’t answer you get stabbed,” I snarled. “Who are you planning on hurting next?”

“Not…telling…” Giddion panted.

I put the knife near his shoulder, indicating I’ll stab him there. “You sure?”

“OK, OK!” he yelped. “We’re planning on capturing Haddock boy!”

I widened my eyes. Michael. They were planning on capturing Michael. I saw something fall out of Giddion’s pocket. It was a note. (Lot of notes lately, eh?) It said:

'''Next capture: Michael Haddock. A descendent of Hiccup and Astrid. Need to capture him and kill him, so he won’t be Chief, and so one of Isla Anderson’s friends are dead. '''

When: After Firefighter Meeting the morning after The Fire Department Party.

Capturer: Farah Muhummad.

I groaned in frustration. ''I was wrong. I thought Michael will be safer without me, but he is not.''

''I’m going to that meeting tomorrow. ''

And I’ll find Farah.

………………………………………………………………..

After giving Giddion to the police (I should of have brought him to the Guardian’s base, but this Harn was useless to ask questions to, and he said he didn’t know Harns ans Havardrs plan), and then visiting Melissa, and then getting my shoulder treated (I swear to Thor the nurse who helped me was HORRIBLE), I went back to the clubhouse. I got a lot of questions about where I was, and I said Michael and I just had a lot of training.

So apparently we are going to the Harns’ base. Katina and I are doing the torture. Hmmm, what a great job for me. I’m gonna take all of my revenge out on them.

The next morning, I got up early. Inferno and I went outside. We were going to the meeting. “Isla?” Aidan was up too. “Where are you going?”

“Oh,” I smirked. “Got some business to clean up.” I said bye and then I left.

After a while of flying, we arrived at The Fire Department. I rushed in. “Excuse me,” I said to a lady that works there. “Do you know where Michael Haddock is?”

“Meeting on top floor,” she answered without looking up from the paper she was reading.

“Thanks.” I went to the stairs. So much stairs…this will take a while… “Well come on, Inferno,” I said. “Let’s do a workout.”

…………….

After five minutes of walking up the stairs, Inferno and I finally got to the top floor. ''Finally. ''I went up to a guard nearby. Behind him was a door, and I heard a lot of people talking. A meeting.

“We should build metal houses!”

“Shut up. It’ll be hard.”

“We’ll figure out a way.” That was Michael’s voice. Aw, he sounded so sad, so angry and confused still.

“Ma’am,” the guard said to me. “What do you want?”

“I need to borrow Michael Haddock for one second.”

“Sorry. Can’t allow that.”

“Why?”

“Orders.”

I begged him more but it was no use. After the guard and my little argument, the door opened.

And Michael went out.

When he saw me his face lit up in hope and happiness, but also worry. “Isla?” he said. “What are you—”

“Hey, Michael,” another firefighter came out and grabbed Michael’s arm. He eyed me in anger. “We need to go somewhere in private.”

That’s something I can’t let you do, I thought. ''I don’t know if you are the one sent to capture Michael, Farah, but I’m not going to let you take him. ''“Actually,” I said quickly. “I need to talk to him.”

The firefighter glared at me. “Too bad, princess,” he snarled.

“Um,” Michael awkwardly interrupted us. “Farah, I’ll talk with my frien—uh, Isla first.” ''Farah. This is Farah. A Harn. This is him.''

Farah glared at Michael too, and before he could say anything else, I grabbed Michael’s arm and quickly dragged him outside. So, change of plans, I was going to capture the guy who would capture Michael—which is Farah—but now, because us Guardians are going to the Harns base, I’m not going to do that. “Isla,” Michael said slowly. He still sounded sad, and sounded like I’m only here to punch him or something. “Why are you here?”

“Long story short,” I said quickly. “A guy named Giddion had hurt Melissa bad and nearly killed me. I found out he is working for the Harns, and I found a note that said this.” I got out Giddion’s letter that had the info of capturing Michael in it, and I saw his eyes widen. “So I came to get you before Farah could of have captured you. I realized I was wrong, Michael. You’re still not safe if you are not my friend anymore, and if you stay away from me. It was the wrong decision.”

Michael grabbed his head in frustration. “Wait, Melissa is hurt?”

“Seriously hurt,” I said sadly.

“And this Giddion idiot nearly killed you?!” he shouted protectively.

“T-that,” I sratched my neck. “That doesn’t need to be talked about. We need to find a safe place for you while we go to their base.”

“What?”

“Oh right. Us Guardians are going to go to the Harns base.”

Michael groaned. I continued, “So we need to find a place you can be safe in and where Farah won’t find you.”

“No. I want to make sure Shade is OK too. And maybe I can help with your misson?”

“It’s fine.”

Now, lets go.”

Michael sighed. “Isla, about last night, I’m really, really sorry—”

“Sorry, Michael,” I interrupted him. I wanted to hear him out this time, but now wasn’t the time. “Now is not the time. I have to go soon, and Farah can be here any minute to capture you and kill me on the way. Let’s go. Sorry…” I added quietly. I hated myself after that. I felt guilty. Michael looked so embarrassed after that.

We flew on Inferno to Shade’s cave. When Shade exited the cave and saw us together, worry and relief in her eyes. Michael hopped off. “I’ll stay with Shade and fly around. And I’ll make sure you’re safe on the mission.”

I groaned. “I’ll be alright, Michael.”

“Hey,” he said. “A Chief protects his own, right? No matter what, we are going to watch over you on that mission.”

“I won’t be able to change your mind…”

“That’s right. Now you better go back to the clubhouse. Don’t get hurt. I’ll be around.”

“OK, thanks, bye,” I said. I paused. “I—I still don’t really trust you. I’m just still so angry and confused after what happened. After I think about it, and hear you out later on…we’ll see if I will trust you again and be friends…but now…I don’t think we can be friends or together, it just doesn’t feel right…”

“I understand, Isla. I really do. I know you are uncomfortable right now, so you should go,”  Michael said. I nodded in appreciation and hopped on Inferno and flew away from Michael, for forever, I don’t know.

Whether I’m excited, or sad, or angry, I don’t know.

But I do know that I felt a tiny bit happier, just talking with Michael again, with no arguments.

I should make the most of this tiny bit of happiness, because I’m going to battle.