A Circuit of Time: Book Two of Spark (A MPHFPC Fanfiction)

Chapter One

Emma wanted to interrupt, to say something for John, but she didn't really know what to say. This wasn't her story.

"John, describe that doll to me." Francesca said. "Is there anything about it you would like to share?"

"It's about the size of a regular doll? It seems old and ragged. I found it in a junkyard." John started.

"That's what any doll would look like after missing for decades." Someone interrupted.

"Sometimes, when I concentrate, I can hear its whisper." John ignored the interruption, "And it will give me instructions, telling me what to do next. It helped me avoid getting captured by wights several times, and it also led me to Emma. He used to tell me do what he says 'fast as fast can be.'" John didn't know why he added the last part. He just felt he should.

"Sounds pretty accurate," Sharon said. "But anyone who have heard of that tale can tell us that. Is there anything else unusuall about that doll?"

"There is something with its mouth," John recalled, "It was seriously damaged, like it was burnt by something very hot."

Francesca exchanged a look with Olive.

"And one of its eye—" John continued, but before he could finish, Francesca interrupted, "This boy is telling the truth."

"I don't remember the tale said anything about its mouth. And assuming he did find that doll, we still don't know if he work for wights." Mr. Albiar said. Emma thought his accent sounded a little like Noor, a long lost friend she met in New York ten years ago.

"At the end of the Battle of Devil's Acre, Pensevus showed up with the light-eaters we gathered. He was damaged by Caul himself. Miss Avocet fixed it after we evacuated the Acre, but last time I checked, the burn on his mouth was still present." The ymbryne explained.

"Then the boy really is on our side, assuming Pensevus is working against Caul. Now, let's listen to the girl." Mr. Albiar said. "I want to hear what the daughter of the officer have to say about their port town being blown up."

"Chalatine is my home!" Blanche stared at Mr. Albiar hatefully.

"Was your home." Mr. Albiar said. "And I didn't blow it up. Your wightish allies did."

"They are not our ally!" Blanche shouted.

"You do know why the corrupted didn't shut down your port town ten years ago, right?" a councilor said. "Because your father Martin Wilson struck a deal with the wights and sold our rebellion to them. Do you have any idea what happened to those that didn't escape with us? They became lab rats for Caul's experiment!"

"Mr. Wilson may have done that ten years ago, but he died fighting wights! My whole town died fighting wights!" Blanche said.

"And you just happened to run into John?" Sharon questioned. "Also why would you have a full on fight with the P.S.B.? We know you still had an agreement with them."

Blanche took a deep breath and replied, "We did have an agreement. But my father and other people there decided to protect Penny and John."

"Bullshit! Martin would rather feed everyone he knew to grimbears than risk his life for some complete stranger." a councilor said.

"He's not like that!" Blanche snapped, "My wntire town was obliterated so that John can be sent here as Penny asked, and now you are discussing something happened ten years ago! No wonder you haven't done anything to wights, you guys don't stand a chance!"

"Easy, Miss Wilson. Shouting at us won't help your case." Francesca said calmly.

"Yeah? And what will?" Emma couldn't take it anymore. "Questioning which side we are on? We killed countless wights and their agents to get to you, is that not enough? What about the owlman-peculiar who worked for wights? Who I killed right under your loop entrance? What about Mandrake and Liam? You think those two of your agents led us here for no reason?"