Fiction Friday: Chapter 27

The room was too quiet. Sienna could hear the compressor on a refrigerator or something turn on in another room. Wisps of acrid smoke rose from the bad guys, she could just barely hear them crackle, like leaves settling. Most of her family lay still on the floor, still under the influence of the gas. Then there was Savannah. Savannah stared at the ceiling, her breathing very shallow. It seemed to be the loudest thing in the room.

Sienna rested her hands on Savannah and made a pumping motion, like the do in he emergency room, but nothing happened. The expression on her sisters face didn't change. She was loosing her because she didn't know how to use her power.

She held her. Touched the bullet hole. Changed her breathing. Nothing. Savannah rasped and then stopped breathing.

Sienna knew she had failed. It was up to her and she couldn't do it. She burst into wailing tears. She placed her left hand across her sister's open eyes and thrust her right fist into the air, in the way he did when she played Oakleaf.

She felt Savannah's eyes blink, then heard her take a deep breath, like she came up from underwater. Through her tears, she could see the color coming back into her face. It had worked. In the last second it had worked.

"Did we win?" Savannah asked.

In thirty minutes the family was all up and about. They were figuring out what they needed to do, what they could tell the police. An electric discharge had saved them. They didn't know why they had been targeted. The Mr. Li didn't tell them anything. They spent some time planning, but they did finally call.

While they waited for the police to come to the base, they tried not to touch much of anything, except for Shelby. She managed to make her way into Mr. Li's office and open his safe. Inside she found research he had been doing on the feather, the quest he wanted the locator to go on and why. She took it with her, realizing how important it could be, but that's another story for another time.