Winds Of The Apocalypse (40 page)

So much she
felt she had to apologize for.

“But we got your soul here and thought you were really
gone but you came back! And…."

Morgan placed his hand on Casey's cheek where a red mark had for
med, silencing his baby sister.

"Who…?" He asked, angered and ready t
o fight even in his weak state.

He noticed immediately that the mark looked a lot like a human hand print; whoever did it… It
must have been done with force.

Casey shook her hea
d.

“Never mind…Later.
Right now all that's important is that you are back and we have to get out of here." Morgan nodded and sat up.

“Oh…” He put his hand on
his forehead. “My head spins.”

“Yes, easy with the sharp movements.” Casey warned him. “You did
just come back from the dead."

"Can you walk?" Colin gave him his hand, seeing Morgan looked pretty weak, too weak to be wa
lking around on his own anyway.

“No…No I’m fine, just help me up.” Morgan said, taking Colin’s hand and supported by his siblings
he got up to his feet.

"Shouldn’t we tell your parents that Morgan is alive?” May asked in a small voice, making Casey wild
ly laugh at her stupid comment.

"You never seize to amaze me with your fo
olishness.” She shook her head.

“No.
Absolutely not. They don’t deserve it. They let Morgan die."

"And besides," Morgan added weakly. "If we are going up against Utopia now it is possible
that we won't survive this so…"

"They are better off thinking that they have already lost him." Jon completed his brother’s train of thoughts,
now they were really connected.

"They will know I took you." Casey said to Morgan. "They found out I did it last time and they will head s
traight for the summer school.”

Morgan nodded, understanding.

"Then we will have to hide me until we have a plan to beat that retched creature. But we have to go now.” He decided as Toby opened the door and glanced into the hallway.

"Let's get out of here.” He whispere
d, ready to step into the hall.

"Wait." Colin removed from himself his oversized hoody and handed it to Morgan.

"Wear this, cover your face.” Morgan complied and Jon stuck his head out of the door. "The coast is clear. Wow, I feel such a de j'ai vu moment coming on, don’t you?"

“Yes, I’m half expecting Casey to bite that guard again.” Colin laughed as they snuck out of the room and down to the lobby, hearing Casey's mom scream for help just before they lef
t in a hurry the sterile halls.

They arrived at the school some time later and as Colin parked the car in the back of the huge parking lot they saw Casey's parents and the police arrive to the front
gate, missing them by seconds.

"Shit! How did they g
et here so fast?" Casey puffed.

"Never mind that.
How are we going to get in? We have to hide."

Din said, looking at Toby.

Colin looked at Toby as well.

“Why are you all staring at me for?” The l
atter huffed and Colin growled.

"Please tell me that you memorized the map of the school and know a way in so that no one will be able t
o see us." Toby shook his head.

"Of course I did.” He smiled proudly. "But that’
s not a reason to stare at me."

Colin an
d Din both rolled their eyes.  

Toby smirked.

"C'mon, follow me.” He said, turning to the back gate.

He led them to the far end of the parking lot where near the tool shed he uncovered two wooden doors hidden almost completely underneat
h the tall grass in the ground.

"A bomb shelter."
He explained to his puzzled friends. "From world war two I think. It runs underneath the entire school and has multiple exits on the inside."

Casey clapped her hands, overjoyed by Tob
y’s useful photographic memory.

“Toby, you’re a little g
enius!" Toby raised an eyebrow.

"I beg your
pardon…Little?" Casey laughed.

"Big, big, huge!"

"That's better." Toby blushed, imagining that Casey was complementing something completely different.

“Don’t encourage him.” Colin huffed as Toby nodded in agreement; smiling and then he and Colin reached down and pried the heav
y doors open with a loud creak.

"I hope no one heard that." Din whispered as they all climbed into
the dark shelter.

"I…Can't…See a thing!" Casey complained, holding on to Morgan’
s hand as if on to life itself.

“You are not afraid of the dark, are you, little sister?” Morgan asked with a smile his sister couldn't see and Casey puffed, holding him tig
hter.

She knew well
enough that Morgan was smiling.

"
Nooo…" Casey emphasized the word, her hand never loosening its grip on Morgan’s arm. ”I just don’t want to fall flat on my face….Oh! That's better!"

She smiled as Toby found the light switch and the shelter wa
s flooded with neon lightening.

Casey glanced around them and saw that they were standing in the middle of a square empty room with a few broken metal beds, a low ceiling, doors on both side and a few stairways leading up in different directions.

"This one." Toby pointed at the stairs to their right. "Leads to a little broom closet under the stairs in the main hallway. We won't get closer to your room then this so if you want to go there we have to try it."

The gang climbed up the stairs, squeezing into the t
ight space of the broom closet.

"Everybody be quiet." Din whispered as he slowly opened the door.

"Wow!" He immediately stumbled back in, shutting the door behind him.

"
Oww!" Colin pushed him. "Din! You are on my foot!"

"What's wrong?” Morgan asked. And Din glared at hi
m thought the resumed darkness.

"Your mom is right outside th
e door talking to Colin's dad."

"Great…" Casey mumbled, silently
cursing his mother. "Now what?"

"Leave it to me." Morgan said with a devilish grin as he pushed
his way out.

"Morgan! They will see you! You're not a ghost anymore." Casey grabbed his arm to try and stop him from going b
ut he looked back with a smile.

"Don’t worry." Morgan assured her. "I won't go far. Just stay here until I come back for you, don’t get out no
matter what you hear. Got it?"

And without waiting for an answer Morgan opened the door and snuck out, leaving his friends and s
iblings anxious at his actions.

"What is he going to do?' Casey whispered bu
t no one had an answer for her.

A moment later they heard screams and people r
unning and a hiss of some sort.

The door ope
ned and Morgan grinned at them.

"You can come out now." He said,
moving back to clear the path.

"Just don’t choke.” He warned as the gang piled out of the broom closet, immediately covering their mouths and noses with their palms, attempting seriously not
to breath in the awful stench.

The smell that stood in the air was horrible, rotten eggs and burned rubber and something else Casey didn't r
eally want to try and decipher.

“Fuck Morgan! What the hell did you do?!" Casey breathed, coughing as the f
oul smell entered her nostrils.

Morgan smiled.

"Just a little stink bomb…" He admitted.

”Where did you get it?"
Colin enquired with genuine interest. Morgan pointed at the little hole in the wall next to the door of the closet.

"Found it the first time we ever cam
e to this place.” He explained.

“I always kept one or two hidden down here just in case I would have to make a quick getaway…Never got to use it until now.
" He said, laughing to himself.

Din looked at him fairly impressed. "You never
cease to amaze me, Tepes."

Morgan laughed. "I know. Now let's get to our r
oom before mom gets back here."

"Wait.”
Casey looked up the stairs. “We can't just wait for her to find us." Morgan smirked. "Mom or Utopia?"

"Both." Casey chuckled. "Look, Lisa said that Utopia is planning something and I think that we have to beat her to it and destroy her before she succeeds with whatever she had planned out for us. I'm not keen on just sit here a
nd wait for her to come to us."

Jon nodded.

"You're right Casey but we don’t even know what she is planning to do or how."

'World domination' is a pretty broad subject.
We won't know where to begin."

"I bet it has something to do with that pyramid devic
e we saw in the winter cellar."

Colin said and Casey nodded, agr
eeing with him.

"So we have to destroy it.
Whatever it is if Utopia built it, it can't be good for us."

Morgan looked at her.

"Do we have a plan?” Casey shrugged.

“Do we ever? Just wing it like we always do and hope
for the best?" Morgan giggled.

"I love your confidence, Casey girl." Casey stuck
her tongue out at her brother.

"Sarcasm is just not your thing dear brother. You better leave it to
the pros." She said to Morgan.

"
And that's you?" Morgan winked.

"You better believe it." Casey puffed her c
hest.

“So it’s decided then?” Morgan asked seriously. “We are
going up against Utopia now?” 

“Do we have a choice?
” Casey asked. “Lead the way. “

”I hate this part…” Morgan growled but went ahead of the
group anyway, heading outside.

“Ok…” They crept along the lobby and back outside and just when they were safely outside the school, the ground see
med to move beneath their feet.

”Is that an earth quake?!"
Casey asked, slightly panicked.

“Utopia must have activated the device!” Jon shouted as he took off down to the grounds, leaving his friends to run after him in the
direction of the winter cellar.

They could hear people screaming as they got out of the school building in fear that it
would collapse on top of them.

Casey vaguely heard her mother scream but the gang kept running, disappearing through the trees and hoping, for the other
peoples sake that they wouldn't see them and follow them.

They ran down the path and Toby hurried first to the stone structure squeezing his hand in between the stones an
d opening the familiar passage.

They all exchanged nervous looks between them and then the teens watched the wall slide away and with mixed emotion they crept inside together
, greeted by a terrifying sigh.

The pyramid was glowing, sending a green beam o
f light to the ceiling.

The eggs in the walls were moving, ready to hatch, clearly affected by the beams power. And in the
middle of it all stood Utopia.

The other apocalypses that were still surrounding her slowly faded away as they merged with her grue
some body.

Utopias black cloth dropped to the floor to join with the dark material that the other apocalypses had left behind them and her disgusting insect figure glowed in the dark of the lair lik
e the machine’s green beam did.

“Oh fuck…” Colin whispered, cl
apping a hand on his own mouth.

”Shit."
Toby's eyes widened and before they were able to do anything else Utopia spotted them.

Her many eyes zeroed on them, watching their every movement as she reached her white feeler like hand into the pyramid, letting the green light absorb it and with her touch the machine began glowing brighter, dispatching a green white ray of blinding light
directly in Casey’s direction.

“No!” There was a loud scream as Toby jumped in front of Casey, pushing both her and Morgan out of t
he way to try and protect them.

Casey screamed as Toby's body was hit by the light right in front of her eyes and then her friend was thrown aside, lifted three feet into the air, spinning out of control and finally crumbling to the floor, limb next to
the opposite wall, unconscious.