was hidden. Granted this being Florida there was always a risk of flooding, but as far as I knew it had been holding up fairly well, although anything can happen in a week.
Just look at what happened to me. I'd blacked out, been attacked, got kidnapped by said attacker, escaped by running into a forest, and learned I was a rare member of the Fae, whatever the heck that entailed. And let’s not forget about the creatures that are suddenly waking after being asleep for hundreds of years. All of that happening in the span of one night and most of the day. So yeah. A lot could have gone wrong in a week.
I walked up to the side of the bridge and pressed in a small black rock buried under the sand before quickly moving away as the stones that made up the door began to shift outward revealing a set of stairs. I started to step in when Dark pulled me back, stepping in front of me.
He gave me a guarded look, “I’ll go first just in case.”
I shrugged, “Suit yourself, but there’s a reason no one knows about this place. If anyone had found out about it, I would have had some serious problems. Tristan included.” If they made it out alive that is. I wasn’t about to mention that though. Let him find out on his own. It was definitely going to be amusing.
“Well then why are you showing me, let alone the rest of those guys?” he sounded genuinely confused and I could understand why. I hadn’t exactly been quiet about the fact that I didn’t entirely trust him earlier.
“I’m showing this to you all because keeping my secret isn’t as important to me as my brother’s life, even if that secret could ruin mine.”
He stopped mid step to look back at me, his brows furrowed as he searched my face. “You’re serious aren’t you? You would really give up your life to save his?”
“In a heartbeat. He’s not just blood, he’s family. If losing a part of myself means saving him then I won’t hesitate. Not even for a second and I know he feels the same for me. That’s what family is to me. Looking out and being there for each other through the good and the bad no matter what.”
He seemed torn about something as he looked away and started down the small hall at the end of the stairs. I had a split second to grab his shirt and pull him back as he stepped on a stone that activated a booby-trap. Good thing I heard the click.
He gave me an incredulous look as three arm length axes embedded themselves in the opposite wall. I just shrugged again. I seemed to be doing a lot of that lately, but then nothing explained the feeling of indifference, or not knowing quite like a shrug.
“What the hell was that?”
“Booby-trap. There’s another five of them before we reach the cavern then when we get inside I’ll have to be quick and hit a switch on the other side of the room, or it’ll start to fill with sand.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously. In fact, we should probably set off all the traps so none of the others get hurt. Might be detrimental to our goal if a man lost an arm, or someone got burned. Both could happen down here and I'd rather not have that on my conscience.”
“Yeah, we don't want that.” He was wide-eyed and looking at me like I’d lost my mind. Honestly it was a real possibility at the time. I’d been creating all these things two years ago after my mother had died and they told me Dark was dead as well.
I think this was my coping mechanism. I should probably mention that. I don't want him to think I'd lost it when we were in a hall full of traps. Might end up being detrimental to our health as well. Especially if he decided I needed to be tied up again.
“In my defense, this was after they told me about you and my Mom. I had also just gotten done reading a few books about ancient Egypt and the pyramids, both real and fiction. I told you no one knows about this place. No. One. Not even Ryan and I tell him just about everything. So do you still want to be in the lead?”
“No, I think
Just look at what happened to me. I'd blacked out, been attacked, got kidnapped by said attacker, escaped by running into a forest, and learned I was a rare member of the Fae, whatever the heck that entailed. And let’s not forget about the creatures that are suddenly waking after being asleep for hundreds of years. All of that happening in the span of one night and most of the day. So yeah. A lot could have gone wrong in a week.
I walked up to the side of the bridge and pressed in a small black rock buried under the sand before quickly moving away as the stones that made up the door began to shift outward revealing a set of stairs. I started to step in when Dark pulled me back, stepping in front of me.
He gave me a guarded look, “I’ll go first just in case.”
I shrugged, “Suit yourself, but there’s a reason no one knows about this place. If anyone had found out about it, I would have had some serious problems. Tristan included.” If they made it out alive that is. I wasn’t about to mention that though. Let him find out on his own. It was definitely going to be amusing.
“Well then why are you showing me, let alone the rest of those guys?” he sounded genuinely confused and I could understand why. I hadn’t exactly been quiet about the fact that I didn’t entirely trust him earlier.
“I’m showing this to you all because keeping my secret isn’t as important to me as my brother’s life, even if that secret could ruin mine.”
He stopped mid step to look back at me, his brows furrowed as he searched my face. “You’re serious aren’t you? You would really give up your life to save his?”
“In a heartbeat. He’s not just blood, he’s family. If losing a part of myself means saving him then I won’t hesitate. Not even for a second and I know he feels the same for me. That’s what family is to me. Looking out and being there for each other through the good and the bad no matter what.”
He seemed torn about something as he looked away and started down the small hall at the end of the stairs. I had a split second to grab his shirt and pull him back as he stepped on a stone that activated a booby-trap. Good thing I heard the click.
He gave me an incredulous look as three arm length axes embedded themselves in the opposite wall. I just shrugged again. I seemed to be doing a lot of that lately, but then nothing explained the feeling of indifference, or not knowing quite like a shrug.
“What the hell was that?”
“Booby-trap. There’s another five of them before we reach the cavern then when we get inside I’ll have to be quick and hit a switch on the other side of the room, or it’ll start to fill with sand.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously. In fact, we should probably set off all the traps so none of the others get hurt. Might be detrimental to our goal if a man lost an arm, or someone got burned. Both could happen down here and I'd rather not have that on my conscience.”
“Yeah, we don't want that.” He was wide-eyed and looking at me like I’d lost my mind. Honestly it was a real possibility at the time. I’d been creating all these things two years ago after my mother had died and they told me Dark was dead as well.
I think this was my coping mechanism. I should probably mention that. I don't want him to think I'd lost it when we were in a hall full of traps. Might end up being detrimental to our health as well. Especially if he decided I needed to be tied up again.
“In my defense, this was after they told me about you and my Mom. I had also just gotten done reading a few books about ancient Egypt and the pyramids, both real and fiction. I told you no one knows about this place. No. One. Not even Ryan and I tell him just about everything. So do you still want to be in the lead?”
“No, I think
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