Freedom (Completed!)
Author: M.L. Holt

Chapter 9
The Fire

I was running an errand for a teacher, when an alarm went off. I hadn't been here long enough to know what it meant, all I knew was that something was wrong.

Not knowing what else to do, I ran toward my science classroom, where I thought my class would be.

The room was on fire.

We had been doing an experiment. With candles.

The school was on fire.

The ceiling had already caved in, and a steel support beam lay across the center of the room.

"Someone help me! Help!" called a voice from inside the room. Aaron.

He was trapped in there somehow.

I had to help him.

But still, I hesitated.

Fire.

I was afraid of fire.

Scratch that, I was terrified of fire. It reminded me of that first memory, the day I had been changed.

But Aaron......

I pulled my fears inside myself, and stepped into the room. I jumped over the beam, and there he was. The beam had fallen on top of his legs, keeping him from escaping.

"Avery," he whispered, "Go get help,"

I shook my head, "I can help you," I said. I gripped the beam, lifting it up and off his legs. "Move," I grunted. He obeyed, pulling himself backward. As soon as he was clear, I dropped the beam, and grabbed Aaron underneath his arms, and dragged him away.

Somehow the door had shut behing me, and when I tried the handle, it burned my fingers.

We were trapped.

I dragged Aaron to the only part of the classroom not on fire; the back, beneath the counter.

We curled up there while I pondered how to escape. There was only two ways out, the window and the door. We couldn't go out the door, so that just left the window.

But we were on the third floor. If we jumped from up here, we'd just end up killing ourselves on the landing. I could use my wings, but it was doubtful that I'd be able to get enough power to slow us down enough to help from this height, especially with Aaron's added weight.

So I did the only thing I could think of.

"Devin!" I called, "Devin!"

But he didn't come.

You've already blown your cover, I thought to myself, It won't hurt to blow it some more. Just to it already!

So I did.

"Donovan!" I called, "Donovan!"

And he came.

Almost as soon as I called, he burst through the door, knocking if off it's hinges. He raced over to us.

"Get him out," I said, "Donovan, get him out,"

"Avalyn," he said, "You have to come with us. Almost the whole building's on fire, it's gonna go down soon."

I shook my head, "I can't, Donovan. Just- go," I said, propelling the two of them out the door. I curled back up under the counter as soon as they were gone. The flames danced closer, but they didn't reach me here.

A moment later, Donovan returned. "Come on, Avalyn," he said, almost desperatly, "The building's gonna blow soon, we have to get out of here," He grabbed my armed and tried to drag me toward the door.

"The fire- Donovan I can't. The fire....." I whispered, trying to pull away. He paused for a second, the, grabbed me around my waist, pulling me toward the window instead.

He unlatched it, hissing from the hot metal, and flung it open. I didn't realize what he was planning until that moment.

He leapt out the window, pulling me with him.

He still had on his hoody. His wings were trapped.

We were falling.

He manuvered us so that he was on the bottom. I could see the ground coming up fast....

We landed, and I heard something crack. Donovan cried out. "Just some ribs," he said through clenched teeth, "I'll be fine."

He looked over my shouler to the building, then flipped us over so I was on the ground and he was on top. He supported most of his weight with his arms on either side of my head. "Close your eyes," he said. I obeyed.

The school exploded.

Debris rained down. Donovan grunted as a large chunk hit him, but other than that, gave no indication of pain.

After a moment, everything settled down, and EMTs started rushing our way. Donovan rolled off of me, panting.

"Are you okay?" I asked him. He only nodded. I stood, and held out my hands to help him up. He took them, and we stood side by side as the EMTs arrived.

We survived.

Our cover was so blown.

 

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