The Powerful Trio (Book 3)

Ch.8

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Here's the third update of the Saturday Spree!

Myah's POV

I watch Mitch walk through the forest, seeming to be in no hurry to rejoin his army.

Opening my wings wide, I jump and glide down, grabbing him and flying up before I hit the ground.

"What the? Who the nether are you?!" Mitch exclaims, struggling to get out of my arms.

"Relax Mitch. I'm a friend. I'm trying to help you."

"How do you know my name?!" He shrieks, thrashing around in the air.

I ignore him and continue to fly towards the Sky Army Castle.

"Where are you taking me?" Mitch asks.

"To your base of course. Hold on." I say, swooping down into the trees.

'Windle. I have Mitch. Where are you?'

'Great! Me and Jerome are at the castle gates. Hurry and get Mitch here before the squids get here.'

'Okay, I'm almost there.'

"Help!" Mitch calls, trashing and kicking some more.

"I don't want to hurt you Mitch and I'm not going to."

"Then put me down!" He yells angrily.

We reach the castle as soon as he says that.

"Okay." I say with a small smile, dropping in altitude.

When we land, we're standing face to face with Windle and Jerome.

"Thanks Myah." Jerome says with a smile.

"Biggums? What the nether is this for?" Mitch growls.

"You have an extreme case of bipolarness, and I'm trying to fix it." Jerome states as if it were as simple as raising your hand.

Mitch glares at Jerome, then in one swift motion, draws his sword and holds it at my neck.

I freeze.

"Let me go and the girl lives." He spits.

Windle laughs. "Relax Mitch. The last thing we want is someone to get hurt."

"Then I suggest you let me go. Dragon."

Windle glares at Mitch and Jerome tackles him to the ground.

3rd Person POV

Windle and Myah fly off to the nights quarters, leaving the two friends to talk.

"Jerome what the nether!" Mitch exclaims, struggling to get out from under his friend.

"I'm trying to help you Biggums. Dawn cannot control you forever. Your stronger than her. Heck your stronger than a blaze!"

"I don't know what your talking about." Mitch growls, looking Jerome in the eyes.

"Yes. You. Do. You told me while you were guarding me in the prison. Dawn is controlling you."

"She isn't controlling me! I made this choice on my own! If anything she gave me a little push, but she would never, ever, control me."

Jerome scoffs. "She's making you believe-"

"She's making him what?" A silky voice asks, sending chills down my spine.

Jerome's POV

"My queen!" Mitch exclaims, seeming relieved that help is here.

I bare my teeth at Mitch and push harder on his wrists.

"Jerome. Off." Dawn commands sternly.

The fog rolls over my mind again, making me yelp in surprise and roll to the side.

Mitch takes advantage of my weakness and rolls on top of me, his hands placed on my wrists.

"This looks familiar doesn't it?" He asks with a smirk.

"Except, your going to feel more pain than you ever thought possible."