AU ‘Astral’ World: Amber’s Choices (2)

[k_a_webb]

Amber was less than four running steps away from the portal when she felt a whisper of magic attempt to curl itself around her ankle. Grimacing, she did the only thing she did to stop it from wrapping around her foot, and used a blast of her remaining magic to push it away. There was no way of knowing where it might end up, because magic mixing with magic could be dangerous, but she wasn’t going to let Christophe catch her. She couldn’t stop herself from breathing a sigh of relief as she stepped through the portal, even though she knew there was still a lot to do if she was going to keep the others safe.

Christophe knowing where they were going to be did mean they had a traitor somewhere in the organisation and that was something that would have to be dealt with. Thankfully the portal room was empty when Amber ran through it, following closely behind Ruby, but once they left that behind the signs of the battle that had happened were obvious. No one had known what was going to happen, so they hadn’t been prepared for a battle. Amber wanted to feel angry with them, because they should always be prepared for anything, and found herself feeling sad instead. She had no idea what she would have done in the same circumstances. It was possible she could have been one of those bodies.

“We need to grab the registers and then get out of here,” Ruby said, her voice loud in the quiet of the hallway.

Nodding, Amber sent the very last of her magic into her wand, hoping that the battle would be over soon. She wouldn’t be much use and she knew that Christophe wasn’t going to be far behind. They entered Jaya’s study and Amber ducked to avoid some magic that had gone astray. As Ruby headed straight for the desk Amber couldn’t help looking at the magicians who had joined with Christophe in order to attack them. None of them were a surprise: O’Connell and Harker were both Christophe’s housemates; Pietr, Jasper, and the other one, Amber couldn’t remember his name, had always hated the thieves; and Lissa… well, Lissa had once, many years before, been a thief, but Amber was the only one who knew that.

For a moment Amber’s eyes met with Lissa’s. They looked at each other and Amber wished she could read minds, because she would have loved to have known what Lissa was thinking right then. A slight change in Lissa’s expression told Amber that Christophe was behind her, so she moved to one side, allowing another blast of stray magic to pass her and, hopefully, hit him. Raising an eyebrow Lissa smiled at Amber, making Amber wonder once more what the magician was thinking, before she forced herself to focus on what was happening around her. Christophe was still behind her, a group of magicians stood between her and the girls she worked with, and Ruby was still searching for the registers.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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