"Come on, we should have gone ages ago." Sandy said sternly.
Evangeline sighed her auburn hair bouncing on her shoulders as she bobbed her head up and down. "Sorry guys," she mused, "I just want to get a lead on this case."
Oliver and Sandy looked back at each other, both feeling the same emotion for once for two people who were so wildly different. They peered back at their friend in worry, but they chose not to say anything.
"Get home safe, okay? Don't let this dumb special assignment keep your head in the clouds." Oliver murmured, and the two friends slipped out of the shed door, gently shutting it with a resounding click.
Evangeline groaned in frustration. Pacing around the room, her thoughts swirling around in her head. We had something going on, I can feel it. Her eyes wandered over to the scruffy leather knapsack that had fallen. I swear we're so close to solving it.
She pushed herself up out of her squatting position, and snatched up the knapsack, shaking the contents out as they clattered out.
There was something they had missed. Evangeline, not noticing the lights dim in the room, rummaged through the items for the hundredth time that day.
The god that had given them such an 'important mission', and had begged the unusual group of friends to do it 'because they were special' had barely given them any clues or solutions. The few pieces of equipment he had given them too, no matter how magical, was second-hand and barely worked. Six months of trying to find this 'special orb' that would change the world had ended in finding barely anything-after all they were your average group of kids. Both Oliver and Sandy had clearly given up.
The god that had given them such an 'important mission', and had begged the unusual group of friends to do it 'because they were special' had barely given them any clues or solutions. The few pieces of equipment he had given them too, no matter how magical, was second-hand and barely worked. Six months of trying to find this 'special orb' that would change the world had ended in finding barely anything-after all they were your average group of kids. Both Oliver and Sandy had clearly given up.
But why hadn't Evangeline?
She just had the feeling. Just a smallest thought that she might find it, and that it really was more significant than that god had revealed. If the equipment he had given them was magical, then really anything was possible, and Evangeline was sick of such a boring life, a life of being in the shadows.
She whipped her head around, her senses coming back as she faded back into reality. It was pitch black outside. How hadn't she noticed? A small huff of air left Evangeline's lips in exasperation, as she packed up her items once more. She'd be walking home in the dark now, how nice.
Her sneakers clattered against the floor as she fumbled with the knapsack in the crepuscular lighting. The floorboards creaked as she pulled herself up. She paused at the door, and felt around with her callused hands, trying to find the handle. Her fingers brushed against it, but she leaped back as a squeak left her lips. Her hand had been yanked back by an imaginary force.
"Don't bother, it's locked." A voice rumbled from the depths of the musty sports shed. Evangeline squinted, but she pivoted around to see the god behind her, eerily glowing like a lantern.
"Stop calling me that, it's not that hard to remember the name Loki." he huffed, ignoring her shock at his ability to read her mind. He slipped off of the bench, and glanced casually at his nails.
The air turned cold. Loki looked down at her frozen figure.
"Oh yeah," Loki mused, grinning in a sinister manner. "I've been found out for tricking random groups of kids around the country and everything into finding that little orb thing." He flicked out a hand, and Evangeline gasped in horror to see her two best friends, unconscious in a small holographic blue flame, gaunt and pallid-faced. She looked back at Loki, rage and utter confusion burning in her chest and she opened her mouth, about to explode at him.
He carelessly silenced her with a wave of his hand. "And I'm getting rid of the evidence, so it was pretty time wasting to find out you've been cooped up in this rubbish dump of a shed all day-solving the clues, I presume?"
Loki took a step forwards, the vision of Evangeline's friends vanishing from sight. "Your turn now, sweetie."
Evangeline's lip trembled, as she stumbled back. Her eyes widened as she straightened up, gaping at the sight over Loki's shoulder.
"Principal Smith?"
Loki's head swiveled around, but as he did, a clang echoed behind him. He swayed to the side, unsteady on his feet, before his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he collapsed-revealing a quivering Evangeline with a dented shovel in her hands.
Evangeline, stepping disgustedly over the god, tried to brush herself off as her heart pounded in her chest, almost threatening to jump out. She grabbed her bag, ready to make a run for it, when something caught her eye.
A small, intricate object had fallen out of Loki's breast pocket and was glittering peculiarly in the moonlight as it lay next to him. A necklace.
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