Kidnapped|Book 4|A novel in the Blue Moon series| An Avengers fan fiction series|

46- I am a Gateway to Hell

I AM SO SORRY FOR LEAVING YOU ALL, MY PHONE DIED. IT WAS DREADFUL

BUT HERE'S A CHAPTER!

I hope you like it, it sort of tugged at my heartstrings.

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Your Star (Evanescence) (really, you should get used to it now)

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Chapter Forty-Six

~Nobody's POV~

They end up in Chicago. Angelique is still mumbling, hanging limply in Videl's arms, and both Videl and Thea are still sopping wet. All three of them have faces covered in soot, and the tips of Thea's fingers are a raw pink, with tendrils of slight smoke still trickling up from her skin. 

As it is, three dripping wet individuals, one of which is still partially unconscious and one of which is covered in blood attracts a fair bit of attention. Passersby look up curiously, some frowning, some moving on quickly. 

"Go," says Videl curtly, nudging Thea into an alleyway. It's about noon, and freezing. Snow flurries around them, landing on their Costa Rican attire. Thea begins to tremble, cold even with her Asgardian blood. Videl, despite himself, shivers slightly as he sets Angelique gently on the ground behind a stack of disposed cardboard boxes. 

He looks up, and meets Thea's eyes, "Stay with her while I find some place for us to stay." 

"But–" 

"No buts," he says, his voice clipped. He sets his hand on Angelique's sweaty forehead, and then stands. "Don't move." 

He is gone before Thea can say a single word. She curls up against the wall, next to Angelique's shaking body. 

She jumps as a white figure alights on a cardboard box above her. Glancing up, she sees Wairua, and her shoulders fall slightly in relief. Reaching up the stroke the top of the owl's head, she smiles slightly. 

Thea is shaken from her encounter with Caomh, but she tries to put aside the thoughts of burning flesh and turns to Angelique. 

The gash in the older girl's shoulder has stopped bleeding, but still looks deep and nasty. Angelique's eyes are rolling, and she is muttering under her breath, her breath coming in rasps. Thea looks down and sees slice marks on Angelique's arms, and when she sees the bruise swelling on Angelique's cheek, sick dread comes over her. 

The cold is biting her, and though Thea might be part-Jotun, she is still freezing, shaking uncontrollably. She is still wearing the thin dress over her swimsuit, and as the snow blows around her, Thea squeezes her eyes shut, trying to warm herself. She tries to produce a small flame on her fingers, but she is exhausted, and the spark quickly smokes out. 

Wairua hoots lowly. 

By the time Videl returns, the tips of both girls' fingers are a slight blue, and Thea's face is flushed from the cold. 

"Oh damn," mutters Videl, and then bends, scooping up Angelique. He looks back at Thea, "Let's go." 

She shakily stands, but staggers with the weight of the backpack on her freezing self, bracing herself against the wall. Her thin legs are shaking uncontrollably.