Will This Be The End? ➳ A MPHFPC Fanfiction

EIGHT - Miss Kakapo

J A C O B P O R T M A N

Millard knew the way to the wight's building. As we walked to the building, the people standing on roads looked at us. We were wearing fine clothes, but was carrying some simple weapons. Bronwyn was carrying Vivian - Millard asked Bronwyn to do it even though Vivian didn't want her to - and Millard was invisible. It was a obvious thing for the people to have a second look at us.

"This is the same way to the wight's tower we destroyed." I said as we headed to the bridge. When Millard tried to say something, familiar voices interrupted.

"Oy there!" Said one voice. I turned around slowly, and faced a head lying on the ground. "Your voice is very familiar." It said, laughing annoyingly.

"What do you mean? I don't know you." I said, since they can't see my face.

"You see, we lost our sight, yes, but that makes our sense of hearing more superior. I recognize your voice! The one that used our pikes to go across the bridge!" Said another head. I tried to ignore them.

"Give our pikes back!" Said the first head.

"We don't know where your pikes went." I said.

"You used our pikes. To. Go. Across. the bridge." Said another head. We ignored them, and turned around to the way we were heading.

"The bridge is still broken. Which way did you come?" Asked Bronwyn.

"The bridge isn't the way to the building." Answered Millard. "It's that way." He said, pointing at the left way. Our eyes followed where Millard was pointing.

Millard was pointing where a lot of heads were chattering, and looking at us with their blind eyes.

"They're just ... heads, not a road." I said. There were massive amounts of heads stacked like a wall.

"There's a road behind them." Said Millard, squinting. "They weren't here last time." He said.

"I have an idea." I whispered to Millard.

"I can still hear you, I have excellent hearing skills." Said the first head.

"Yeah, but you're dumb. Let's go back to the house, guys!" I mumbled.

"I still hear that!" Yelled the head.

***

"So? What are we supposed to do?" Said Emma. I turned to Hugh and Enoch.

"Hugh, Enoch, whose voice is lower?" I asked.

"Why do you ask?" Said Enoch, as if my question was very bothering.

I sighed.
"Because, you haven't said anything infront of the heads. They don't know your voice."

"I don't know what the hell you're planning, but my voice is lower." Replied Enoch.

"Okay, good. Here's what we'll do..." I started.

***

"If you make one more noise, I'll cut you." Said Enoch.

We were playing a little show for our plan.

"Traitors." Spat Emma. We marched towards the bridge where the insane heads were.

"What the..." Said Enoch, acting surprised. "Out of my way."

"Uh, and why do we have to do that?" said one of the stacked heads.

"Me. I'm a wight - I found Jacob Portman and his friends in the road." Said Enoch. I was quite impressed by how good he was in acting.

"What's your name?" Asked another head.