in my mind, but I remained calm. "I know."
He squeezed the sides of my arms like he wanted to tell me something.
"Dad, what is it? You're acting strange."
"They're too close," he muttered and I'm not sure if he meant for me to hear. "They've never been this close."
"Dad," I grabbed his arm, forcing him to focus. "This is as close as they get. We are getting out of here."
He nodded. "Here." He handed me the keys. "Get in the Ute and start it up."
"Aren't you coming?" I asked.
"There's something I have to do first."
I noticed his eyes weren't on me, but focused on something in the distance. I turned to see Mia and Pyke approaching through the veil of rain.
Dad clasped my shoulder and shook me like a rag doll so I would focus. "Kyra!" he said. "Get to the car."
I ran to the old blue Ute, watching Mia and Pyke with sharp eyes. Pyke leaned over and said something to Mia and she nodded.
I glanced back at Dad. Pyke had his eyes set for the attack, while Mia's were on me. I slowed my run, stopping metres from the car.
Mia moved with a casual stroll that made me think she had something up her sleeve. Rain dripped from her hair and onto her face, yet her make-up seemed unharmed. The only thing marring her complexion was the cut across her right cheek, which dripped with rain and smeared blood.
Mia's chest rose as she took a deep breath. I didn't know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn't what happened next.
Mia opened her mouth like she was about to speak but, instead of words, an ear-piercing screech filled my head. I clasped my hands around my ears, but I couldn't stop the sound coming in. I felt blood trickle from my eardrums and I dropped to the ground, screaming in pain. The disorientation was affecting my vision too; everything was blurring, in and out. When I tried to focus on Mia, the skin around her eyes appeared blue and veiny. I must have really been losing it.
I turned my attention to Dad who was in hand-to-hand combat with Pyke. They seemed to be moving fast, but I could see the strain on Dad's face mixed with something more primal, more dangerous. He punched Pyke knocking him to the ground.
"Stop playing around, Pyke," Mia said, though it sounded like a muffled hum to me against the intense ringing.
Pyke wiped some blood from his lip and smiled. He slammed his hand to the ground, splashing water that quickly froze on his hand. The water between him and Dad turned to ice, as if by his will.
Dad stepped back, but the rain was too heavy. There wasn't anywhere for him to go that wasn't covered in water. The ice grabbed his boots, freezing him in place. He tried to free himself, but the frozen water only attacked his hands when they got close with needle sharp spikes. Pyke's skin was showing the same blue tinge around his eyes as Mia's had.
"Dad!" I screamed, or at least I think I screamed. My ears were still ringing from whatever Mia had done to me.
My mind was blown, to say the least. Mia and Pyke had supernatural powers, actual supernatural powers. I think I might have gone into shock if I wasn't so worried they were about to kill my father. I crawled toward Dad, but a swift boot on my back from Mia had me pinned in place.
I looked up at her and, though I couldn't quite hear what she was saying, I did my best to read her lips.
"Stay down," she said. "It's better for you if you do."
I had no clue what Mia was talking about and, really, I didn't give a damn. All I wanted to do was save Dad and get the hell of this town, but I couldn't move under Mia's weight and I could barely focus on anything.
I turned to Dad. Pyke was moving toward him with a devilish smile. I wanted to scream or fight back, anything, but I could only watch. Pyke pulled the blade I had used against Mia from his belt and held it, ready to strike. I thought I was crying but it was hard to distinguish whether the wetness on my face was rain or tears. Pyke drew closer with every step and Dad remained motionless. I couldn't
He squeezed the sides of my arms like he wanted to tell me something.
"Dad, what is it? You're acting strange."
"They're too close," he muttered and I'm not sure if he meant for me to hear. "They've never been this close."
"Dad," I grabbed his arm, forcing him to focus. "This is as close as they get. We are getting out of here."
He nodded. "Here." He handed me the keys. "Get in the Ute and start it up."
"Aren't you coming?" I asked.
"There's something I have to do first."
I noticed his eyes weren't on me, but focused on something in the distance. I turned to see Mia and Pyke approaching through the veil of rain.
Dad clasped my shoulder and shook me like a rag doll so I would focus. "Kyra!" he said. "Get to the car."
I ran to the old blue Ute, watching Mia and Pyke with sharp eyes. Pyke leaned over and said something to Mia and she nodded.
I glanced back at Dad. Pyke had his eyes set for the attack, while Mia's were on me. I slowed my run, stopping metres from the car.
Mia moved with a casual stroll that made me think she had something up her sleeve. Rain dripped from her hair and onto her face, yet her make-up seemed unharmed. The only thing marring her complexion was the cut across her right cheek, which dripped with rain and smeared blood.
Mia's chest rose as she took a deep breath. I didn't know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn't what happened next.
Mia opened her mouth like she was about to speak but, instead of words, an ear-piercing screech filled my head. I clasped my hands around my ears, but I couldn't stop the sound coming in. I felt blood trickle from my eardrums and I dropped to the ground, screaming in pain. The disorientation was affecting my vision too; everything was blurring, in and out. When I tried to focus on Mia, the skin around her eyes appeared blue and veiny. I must have really been losing it.
I turned my attention to Dad who was in hand-to-hand combat with Pyke. They seemed to be moving fast, but I could see the strain on Dad's face mixed with something more primal, more dangerous. He punched Pyke knocking him to the ground.
"Stop playing around, Pyke," Mia said, though it sounded like a muffled hum to me against the intense ringing.
Pyke wiped some blood from his lip and smiled. He slammed his hand to the ground, splashing water that quickly froze on his hand. The water between him and Dad turned to ice, as if by his will.
Dad stepped back, but the rain was too heavy. There wasn't anywhere for him to go that wasn't covered in water. The ice grabbed his boots, freezing him in place. He tried to free himself, but the frozen water only attacked his hands when they got close with needle sharp spikes. Pyke's skin was showing the same blue tinge around his eyes as Mia's had.
"Dad!" I screamed, or at least I think I screamed. My ears were still ringing from whatever Mia had done to me.
My mind was blown, to say the least. Mia and Pyke had supernatural powers, actual supernatural powers. I think I might have gone into shock if I wasn't so worried they were about to kill my father. I crawled toward Dad, but a swift boot on my back from Mia had me pinned in place.
I looked up at her and, though I couldn't quite hear what she was saying, I did my best to read her lips.
"Stay down," she said. "It's better for you if you do."
I had no clue what Mia was talking about and, really, I didn't give a damn. All I wanted to do was save Dad and get the hell of this town, but I couldn't move under Mia's weight and I could barely focus on anything.
I turned to Dad. Pyke was moving toward him with a devilish smile. I wanted to scream or fight back, anything, but I could only watch. Pyke pulled the blade I had used against Mia from his belt and held it, ready to strike. I thought I was crying but it was hard to distinguish whether the wetness on my face was rain or tears. Pyke drew closer with every step and Dad remained motionless. I couldn't
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