The Boy With the Silver Eyes ~A NaNoWriMo Entry~

When a new boy named Peter Menard comes to their high school, Best friends Sarah Wagner and Alex Haisgen know there's something different about him. When the truth is revealed, a whirlwind of lies, jealousy, and hatred stirs. An old rivalry begins again, and Sarah is right in the middle of it. Sarah must travel to a world were magic, monsters, sprites, and fairies roam. Will she succeed, or will her life end as she knows it?
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16. Chapter 15

November 13th, 2015

Alex’s POV:

The wind whipped at our clothing and hair as we entered Winter Fe territory. The other three rescuers that accompanied me were all air Fe. There were two elves and a dwarf. An Elf named Bahadur, the leader of the group, held up his hands for us to stop. His black eyes scanned our surroundings and his long, black hair blew crazily in the wind. He pointed at a grove of trees not too far off. 

“There,” he said in a gruff, deep, Russian voice that matched his burly frame. “I…in the Haunted Forest? Do you really think it’s safe to go in there?” the other Elf, Vladimir, said. The dwarf, whose name was Dimitri, rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his hips. “Is the big, tough Elf getting cold feet?” he sneered, showing his yellowed and rotten teeth. Vladimir opened his mouth to retort, his eyes filled with anger.

“Guys, come on! We need to find Sarah before…before…” I couldn’t bring myself to finish my thought. Instead, I followed Bahadur into the forest. Vladimir and Dimitri exchanged an exasperated glance before following me. As we traveled into the dark forest, the moon rose high up in the sky, bright and full. The trees’ shadows resembled clawed hands. The branches seemed to reach out at us and rip at our clothing. In fact, I think they did. Several times, I thought I saw ghoulish figures floating among the trees.

“No wonder this place is called the ‘Haunted Forest’,” Bahadur whispered, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. I felt a little nervous after he said that. “Are we actually following something, or are you just in here to quench your curiosity?” Vladimir said, as if he had read my thoughts. Bahadur rolled his eyes.

“Of course I’m following something! Look at the tracks in front of us; it looks like someone was being chased!” he said. My heart seemed to stop beating. “Sarah,” I whispered, surging forward. “Alex! Alex, stop!” they all shouted. I ignored them and kept running. My legs caught on tree roots, but I kept moving. Branches struck my face, covering it with small, bleeding cuts. The wind seemed to speak and hiss, taunting me.

“Sarah! Sarah!” I called, sobbing. Tears streamed down my face as I ran, faster and faster, until I couldn’t run anymore. I fell onto my knees, exhausted and tear-stained. My body trembled as the sweat on my body froze, coating me in a thin layer of ice. The footprints still hadn’t ended, but I couldn’t go any farther. I felt Dimitri’s hand on my shoulder.

“You need to calm down, *парень. You’ll only wear yourself out. We’ll find Sarah soon enough,” he said reassuringly. By then, Vladimir and Bahadur had caught up to us. “You’re faster than you look,” Vladimir admitted grudgingly. “W…we’ll never find Sarah!” I said, my teeth chattering. “Not so, Alex! These footprints will guide us to a certain extent! They are almost gone from view, but the moon glows bright and true! Onward!” Dimitri cheered, running as fast as his stubbly little legs could carry him.

“Do you think he realizes that he just rhymed a little bit?” I chuckled. “Probably not,” Vladimir sighed. We caught up to Dimitri, which wasn’t quite that hard. He was staring at a spot in the snow. He waved for Bahadur and Vladimir to approach, but motioned for me to stay back. They whispered amongst themselves while I stood there, confused. They kept gesturing to a spot on the ground that looked darker than the others. It was blood.

“Not enough for her to have died, she was only injured,” Vladimir said. I felt immense relief and approached them, my entire body trembling. “We’ll stay here for the night. There’s another trail that looks like someone was dragged away, we’ll follow that,” Bahadur said. We all agreed. Vladimir removed the rolled-up tent he had been carrying on his back and we worked together to set it up.

“Here, help me build a fir. It’ll help keep us warm and keep all of the nasty critters away,” Dimitri said. I nodded and went out to collect fire wood. The woods were darker and more frightening by now; the time differences by just entering a different territory. When I felt satisfied with the amount I had gathered, I began to walk back. A twig snapped behind me and I whirled around, but saw no one there.

“Ha-ha, very funny guys! Come on out!” I scoffed. Vladimir, Dimitri, and Bahadur were very well known for their trick and mind games. When no one came out, I began to feel nervous. “Alex,” a ghostly voice whispered. “Alex.” I dropped all of the wood and ran as fast as I could, not daring to look behind me.

A bloodcurdling scream echoed throughout the forest and my heart leapt with terror. “Come back! Come back!” hundreds, thousands of voices screamed! I felt hands grab at me and I screamed. I tripped over a fallen log and landed on my back. A horde of ghosts loomed over me, and I screamed, covering my face. They all lunged and suddenly disappeared, all except one. He studied me with a look of disgust, his transparent form blowing slightly. His eyes were black and cold.

“You’re a disappointment, Alex,” he said in a deep, echoing voice that I immediately recognized. “Father?” I asked, awed. He nodded, the disgust still remaining on his face. “What a failure you are. Can’t even keep track of the girl you love,” he scoffed. I clenched my fists. “Why don’t you go back and play with your little friends? Oops, did I say friends?” he sneered.

“What did death do to you?! I don’t even know who you are! My real father wouldn’t be anything like this!” I growled. Father’s eyes narrowed. “Your time will come one day, and then you’ll understand. The souls of Fe cannot move on, we are cursed to an eternity of walking this corrupted world! We see and hear all!” he howled, clawing at his face. I stepped back in horror at the sight of his agony.

“All you think about is peace! You want to kill yourself, but you can’t because you’re already dead! After life is nothing! NOTHING!” he screamed, disappearing into a wisp of smoke. The last echoes of his screams lingered in the air, and I could hear more illegible words being uttered. “Well…that was interesting…” I muttered. I quickly gathered more firewood and headed back to the camp, where my three companions were waiting.

“What took you so long?! We’re freezing to death over here!” Dimitri said irritably, pulling his traveling cloak closer around him. I rolled my eyes and got to work building a fire. How come they didn’t here anything? That’s really weird, I thought. I finally succeeded in making a fire and Dimitri moaned softly. “Much better,” he sighed contentedly. We sat around by the fire for a while, talking about what we would when we returned from this mission. They all said that they would return to their families and hopefully life a normal life.

“What about you, Alex?” Bahadur asked, turning to me. I gazed into the fire, sparking the flame inside of me. Flames danced across my fingertips and I cocked my head slightly, watching the flames. “I’m going to tell Sarah how I feel about her. She’s a lot more than a friend to me. At least, I want her to be,” I said, smiling. Vladimir grinned, his platinum blonde hair reflecting the firelight. “So, mushy stuff?” he teased, shoving me playfully, his eyes twinkling. I laughed and nodded, shrugging.

“Well, I’m turning in for the night. Don’t stay up too late,” Bahadur said, entering one of the four tents. “Yes, mom,” I said, laughing. They all laughed along with me and I smiled again. It felt good to talk to other Fe. It wasn’t in the best of circumstances, but still. I was still having trouble shaking off the words my father had said. Was it true that all the next life was about was walking the Earth forever? I shuddered at the thought.   

“Is something troubling you, *парень?” Dimitri asked, coming over sitting next to me on my other side. I shook my head, and Vladimir placed his hand on my shoulder. “Come on, you can tell us anything,” he said, smiling.

“How do I know I can trust you? I barely know either of you,’ I said suspiciously. Vladimir sighed and surrendered, but Dimitri wasn’t willing to give up. “We’re your fellow Fe! Why would we betray your secrets to others?’’ he said. I huffed, knowing that he had a point. “Alright, then; I’ll tell you,” I said.

I then explained to them about my father’s appearance and what he had said to me. “Do you really think that was your father? These woods aren’t just of trees, you know. They are alive. They can think, feel, and play many tricks on the mind of a young man such as you,” Vladimir said. I shook my head. “No, it was him. I would recognize him anywhere,” I said confidently.

“Well, suit yourself. Vladimir sighed. I nodded. “I think I’m going to go sleep. See you two in the morning,” I said, going into my tent. I got under the few covers I had brought with me and curled up, trying to keep warm. The cold from outside creeped into my tent, grasping at every inch of bare skin as I tried to sleep. Finally, I fell into a fitful slumber, dreaming of ghost fathers and murdered loved ones.        

*Парень = guy, boy, fellow, lad, chap. (Russian)

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