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The Next Day…

I check the time on my phone, arms crossed, sighing in annoyance. Typical British behaviour, of course they’re 10 minutes late. It’s in their nature.

Glancing to the right, I take in the little relief of my mum and siblings enjoying the distraction that Em and I agreed on: a tour of her home. If it were awaiting for what’s about to come, it would be more than no distraction.

I know my crew are waiting for the signal in the attic, fiddling around with Matt’s junk before they’ll have to start running down to my call…if I need it for what’s about to happen.

I’ve noticed that for the past 20 minutes, my chest has been aching, but I’m guessing that’s just due to the fear that’s pounding in my heart and not going to my head. Still, my nerves are on edge.

However, the warmth from my face hasn’t drained and my slow, deep breaths are in an even pattern.

My expression is calm and straight.

It’s something other than fear that’s stirring inside.

Something very, very warm.

My attention from the heated feeling is diverted when I spot the police hovervan landing in the street, but the way it skids and slides down the landroad makes me grateful I parked the other cars in the abandoned garages earlier.

“Finally.” I mutter.

Well, at least uncles Matthew and Thomas are still proven to be horrible drivers.

~~~

The false smile that I used to crack at my law-abiding, distant relatives isn’t there when they fall facefirst out the doors and onto the tarmac, my position unwavering and face straight as they wave at me before opening the back doors of their vehicle.

Well, Thomas opens them. Matthew walks straight towards me and pulls me in an awkward hug as I give him a deadpan look.

“Been a while hasn’t it? What’s with that face though?”

“You know why, y’old geezer.”

“Hey! You should be talking to Uncle Thomas about that!”

“Anyway,” Thomas butts in, striding over to the both of us, hand on one hip, “Your instructions last night were to arrest your dad on charges of Assault and Battery that he did to you and your siblings, then bring him over to here. Thanks for providing the evidence, including the direct stuff from you. Man, he was a tough one to catch. One question though, why did you want him here of all places? Apart from this place being your home now?”

I suck in a deep breath for five seconds before answering.

“I’m done with living under his terror and the lies he fed to me, mum and my siblings. I need to see if I can snap him back to his senses before he receives his sentence. He’s the reason why I had that streak for so long. Now that it’s gone, it’s my chance to really break free. Maybe the sight of the house may remind him what he forgot to put first: family.”

Thomas and Matthew nod gravely before they lead me to the open back doors of the hovervan.

My eyes take in all the police equipment around the back; laser guns, tasers, flash grenades and boxes of bottles labelled ‘truth serum,’ to name a few.

There’s also a sole prisoner on board.

I recognise that look he has all too well.

I’ve seen it on my own face one too many times.

I’m suddenly hit with a wave of déjà vu as I stare at the man with the tattered black coat, hands behind him in handcuffs and dishevelled chocolate brown hair. A striking difference however is the one-way mirror blindfold that’s over his wild dark brown eyes, looking blindly to try and find out what’s going on.

“Should we take him inside?”

I nod.

As my uncles drag dad out and into the house, I notice that the pounding in my chest is…different. It’s mixing in with that strange feeling inside me too.

It’s burning.

It’s blazing through my entire body.

The flame on the fuse is bright and brilliant.

Then, it hits me.

Dad has my fear.

I have his anger.

Oh, how the tables have turned.

~~~

Dad’s jaw drops when the blindfold is pulled off and his eyes hit mine. I cross my arms as casually as possible before keeping my unblinking gaze right into his pupils.

2% fear, 2% unbridled fury and 96% ready to kill a man with bare hands and not breaking into a sweat.

“Your…your streak,” he finally manages out, “Th-this was on purpose, right?”

He’s trying to take control, assert dominance. If we weren’t in this situation, he would’ve been able take it, charges and all.

Not this time.

I force my slowly rising fear down and hold my stance.

“Yes. It was on purpose. And I’m not dying it back in.”

“What?”

“I’m not redoing it. I’m not gonna have that streak in my hair.”

“Coraline Gould, you better dye that streak back in right now or--“

“I’m sorry, are you deaf? I said I’m not doing it. No means no. I’m quitting. For good.”

The shock on his face slowly turns to deadly seriousness.

“Cora,” His voice is soft, eyes are dark, “Is this some sort of joke? Do you think this is a joke?”

“No to both. I quit.”

4% Fear, 4% unbridled fury and 92% ready to kill a man with bare hands and not breaking into a sweat.

“Coraline, I’m giving you one last chance to take back what you said--“

“I. Said. No. No. Means. No.” My words are firm, my temper rising. “I’m never going back into the business. I’m taking my own chances now and actually growing up into the adult world, not staying in this hellhole like some recluse hermit that I was forced to be!” My voice suddenly rises in tone and audacity at the end and all three men stare at me, gobsmacked.

“I know what you’re going to say next: ‘oh, but you’ve been such a huge help!’ If you think sitting in your bedroom all day sorting code, staying up past 3 AM in the morning to finish school assignments and barely managing to escape with your life while actually delivering is a huge help to this business, you’re wrong!”

“It was a--“

“It was no sacrifice whatsoever! It was emotional and mental abuse from the damn start! Not only to me, but this entire family!

“When was the last time you told your wife you loved her and held her close? Or told your eldest son that you were proud of what he’s doing in school or uni?!”

He stands up and tries to lunge at me, but my uncles are faster and pull him back onto the couch and hold him there before I’m knocked down.

“That’s enough, Coraline--“

“No! Do you even remember telling your eldest daughter on how she could make a great mum? Give any advice on guys and girls?!

“How about the son who has the grand namesake? The fifth generation of Edwards that was nearly forced into this hell if it hadn’t been for that scholarship that he had to beg for to escape from you?!”

My eyesight grows blurry with tears as the ugly pain I’ve been trying to hide for so long is pouring out to everyone in the house, seen and unseen.

0% fear, 8% unbridled fury and 92% ready to kill a man with bare hands and not breaking into a sweat.

“What about your youngest daughter, huh?! The one who was so close to breaking free through her own will? She had all the right connections to get me and herself out, but you came in like a madman on wrecking ball and ruined her chance of flying out the cage!

“And what about me?! The one who had her wings clipped and forced to be socially and mentally starved in that cage for seven years?! Seven years I suffered under you and your threats, from the very second I was forced to join!

“Seven years of damaging the chance to have friends. Seven years of damaging the chance to have support. Seven years of damaging my mental health for your stupid business! You never were a father Edward, you are nothing but a monster of a man that only lives off the promise of money and soft drink with no care for the family that you worked so hard to make in the first place!"

The fire is ablaze with blue flames. The empty tears stream down my face before I wipe them off.

All three of the men in front of me have jaws dropped. Edward’s head is down in shame, guilt, fear and many more emotions that he had made me feel. But I don’t know what to feel though.

Proud that I’ve finally stood up to him?

Scared that I’ve shattered whatever relationship we had?

Shocked at what I’ve done to him?

I turn to anger once more when I see the faint relief in Thomas and Matthew’s eyes.

“As for you two,” My voice is low and cold, “Don’t you dare start to think that I have nothing against you. Your looming presence over that business is a major reason why I’ve had panic and anxiety attacks for the past seven years, adding on to what Edward has done.”

Their relief fades into jittering panic as I glare burning daggers of fury at them.

“Every time at family meetings, I thought that you’d arrest the lot of us on the spot,” my voice is loud, clear and ice-bitingly cold, “Every time we’d have to hide on deliveries, I heard the insults about me being the slick sneaker from behind those fake walls. Every time, I saw you in my nightmares, shooting us all to dust. If you think you had no impact on my personal, anxiety-ridden, mentally-and-emotionally-abused life, I’m giving it to you loud and clear: you are wrong!

“I heard the stories on how the Ridgewells and Hargraves were great friends to the Goulds, but how are these stories true to this day if you two have been hunting us time after time?! The original Edward, Thomas, Matthew and Thorfrid went through hell and back, legitimately and figuratively, and yet they had the strongest bond there was through their friendship! WHEREAS YOU THREE HAVE NO BONDS WHATSOEVER EXCEPT THROUGH BLOOD!”

All three men in front of me are absolutely frozen in fear as they try to avoid eye contact with me, their minds probably rushing through a million things, maybe even putting themselves in my shoes.

I let the silence sit a little more, standing up straight and tall as I possibly can in front of them. My hoodie pocket suddenly feels heavier than it was earlier when I first hid my ultimate confession this morning.

“Do you wanna know,” My voice turns as quiet and deadly as Edward’s, “Why I know all those stories? All down to the most accurate detail?”

I pull out an old A5-sized diary from my pocket and raise it high for the three of them to see. The diary is older than it should be, the leather flaking off in some places, an entire section of torn-out pages that were hidden in photo frames, now freshly restored in the proper place just two hours ago. The title of the diary is embossed in a flaking faux-gold print:

EG IV
DIARY
20 OCTOBER 2088

   

Edward’s pupils are pinpricks. An exclamation mark is in place of Thomas’ eyes. Matthew drops his taser and his jaw.

“Isn’t this what you were looking for?”

“Where did you get that?!”

“From someone you’d least expect, Edward.”

My eyes catch onto the four figures standing far enough from the couch, armed and ready to strike.

Slowly repositioning my feet, I take aim.

“You really shouldn’t have left this AND the folder back in 2030 so that Paul ter Voorde could take them!”

I lunge the diary through the air and see Edd catch it just before Edward leaps from the couch and knocks me to the ground, blocking my line of vision from anywhere else.

It hurts.

100% fear.

But I’m smiling defiantly.

Whack!

Whack!

“Coraline, you’re a disgrace to the Goulds, you worthless little--“

“Nei she isn’t! YOU ARE!”

Edward’s weight is suddenly lifted off me as a blur of red knocks him down.

Whack!

Edward falls next to me, fresh black eye swelling fast, a look of defeat on his unconscious face.

“Cora, are you okay?”

I grab the green sleeve that’s being held out to me before I’m pulled into a tight hug.

“I-It felt so good to let it out…” I puff, “But I…”

“What? What is it? Please don’t tell me you believe him--“

“No, no, I don’t. I just…feel kinda…out of place in some weird way…”

“Like?”

“I…I don’t know yet…”

Rap-tap-tap.

“Can I come in?”

“Is there anyone else, Em?”

“No, nobody else.”

She’s puffing a little as she strides through, trying to look completely uninterested at the three unconscious bodies on the floor. “I saw everything through that hidden cam,” she holds up her phone, open on the custom map Tom, the twins and I have managed to create, “I’ll be honest with you. I feel kinda out of place too.”

“We can talk about that later,” Tom suggests, dusting himself off, “But what now?”

My mind flashes back to inside the hovervan and I smirk.

“There’s a hovervan outside. Help yourself to looting everything inside it and disable any listening or recording devices in there. But what we’re really gonna need from there is some rope and those boxes that hold bottles of liquid that’s gonna be useful.”

“Uh, is there a point to that?” Tom raises an eyebrow.

“There’s some things that our research, the diary and the folder can’t give us for Eagle’s Cross.”

I notice that I’m standing straight, giving orders and all eyes are on me.

Past Cora would’ve hated the role of the leader, taking the baton.

I’m loving it, no baton needed.

“If interrogation is our only alternative now, then let’s get to it.” 
Eagle's Cross: Chapter Fifteen
ALRIGHT WHO GOT ABSOLOUTELY WRECKED DURING THIS CHAPTER BECAUSE I SURE DID WHEN I WROTE IT

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Anyway, it's the last time I'll be posting chapters for a while, so it's time for another three-week break! I'll do my best to write up the last of Round Four for you guys, but school's gonna be starting to get in the way and I haven't checked with my editor for a while so it may or may not be a bit complicated for me over here. 

Also, I'm planning to host a contest and my second self-interview on tumblr so go check out the announcements on the top of chapter 15 over there! 

Saloonatics is releasing tomorrow. Holy crapola. 

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Story, Cora, Emily, Ed, Ell, Jaxx, Laurie, Lauren (the last five are only mention but hey so what) (c) SweetPanda13 
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Three weeks later…

“Cor?”

“Yeah Tom?”

“Isn’t it Matt’s turn to do the dishes now? He says it’s mine but that’s not till after dinner.”

“Yeah. Is he lazing in his junk again? Gah! Dammit Tord, I thought we said no knock-offs on Rainbow Road!”

“Well, I lied. Matt, get your behind down here before--“

“Fine, fine, I’m coming! Edd, Emily and Eduardo were helping me repair the broken stuff and sort out what to sell online!”

“Matt Hargraves repairing and selling his junk on the internet in the 22nd century? Coraline Gould wearing her hoodie around her waist? Emily Brock having her hair out? What is this world coming to?” Tom sighs dramatically.

“OI!”

I can’t help but burst out laughing. Mainly at the pouty face Matt has as he stomps down the stairs, because it looks exactly like mum when she’s in a grump. Except the creases in his face would make him look about 80 years older and the bright ginger hair kinda shatters all relation to mum.

“HA! Got you back, Tord!”

“Argh! Faen! Looks like Edd’s hand-me-down glasses are working way too well for you.”

“Matt and Tom’s pairs didn’t do anything for me. I’m actually surprised that Edd’s are working, especially since it’s literally a hundred years since anybody last used them. Plus, all the clothes I’m wearing are hand-me-downs from you guys anyway. These are a pair of Matt’s jeans and Tom’s shoes, so I’ve discovered. Even my hoodie is actually Edd’s.”

“Speaking of Edd--DAMMIT, not again--how’s the sleeping arrangement going between you two? Is one on the floor and one on the bed or are you sharing it? I haven’t been paying much attention since I’m trying to process all my memory that I just got back. Also, you sure you’re not cold with that hoodie around your waist?”

“We’re lucky it’s a king-sized double and we have decent PJs. Awkward the first few nights but we’re surprised that Eduardo’s idea worked well for us as for him and Em. And…I’m fine without it on.”

“You don’t sound alright.” He pauses the race, just as we’re on the edge of the finish line, “Any news from Laurie recently?”

“No. I’m not entirely alright and there hasn’t been any news from her since she told us that Felix was the mole. I’m worried about her. I told her that she had to keep her head up to survive two months with our dad before I left, but she’s 16 and hasn’t seen what I’ve seen in the business so far. How dad blackmails people to send and hold cola, the multiple times we’ve nearly been caught by one of my uncles or their colleagues and…”

“And what?”

“…how he punishes us if he thinks we’re slacking off.”

He looks concerned, but whatever I’ve just told appears to have somewhat little effect.

“Your dad isn’t here right now, we are. And I know you’re concerned for your sister, but there’s grey circles under your eyes. You sure you’re getting enough sleep?”

I grip on the controller and stare at the buttons, but he places a hand on my shoulder and gently lifts my face to meet his. I sigh in small defeat and shake my head.

“Ever since we rescued you from down there…I…I keep getting nightmares that make me wake up bolt upright with a pounding heart…sometimes I even scream…”

“Does Edd hear you when you scream?”

“Always. He’s a better parent than my actual dad,” I smile a little, “He hugs me and rubs my back a little before I calm down and fall asleep dreamlessly. And I don’t wear the hoodie because every time I do…I feel like I’m putting on my fear and terror on me which makes my heart pound. I just kinda feel a little free-er without it.”

He raises an eyebrow.

“Is that why Em is wearing a t-shirt instead of a turtleneck, as well as pulling up her sleeves and letting down her hair?”

I nod.

He ruffles my hair with a warm grin before kissing me on the forehead, unpausing the game and winning the race. I don’t care though, life is definitely better than it was a month and three weeks ago.

“Nine more days,” I mumble, “And two months are up. I’ll be able to really get out the business. If I can convince my dad, I can even pull Laurie out of this. That disownment threat means nothing now since the house is in my property and I’ve got you guys.”

“Are you saying that we could disown your dad?”

“Why not?” I giggle, “It’d be hilarious. Also, how much money d’you think Matt’s gonna make out of that pile of crap up there?”

“WE JUST GOT 50 MILLION POUNDS FROM THE SALES AND OH MY GOD MATT’S ROOM IS SO MUCH CLEANER THAN BEFORE!”

“Holy emergency on a hovercar, Em! Did you just--“

“I just did~!” Em sings as she slides down the bannister and sweeps me up from the couch in a hug, me squeaking in surprise as she giggles uncontrollably.

“Are you serious Em?! 50 million pounds?!”

“Matt’s hoarding payed off! Payment for the teleportation and restoration whipped away 5 million, but who cares? The real big boys that brought in the dough were the mirror’s frame, the 19th Century wedding dress, the pool table--“

“Em, Em! Calm down! I still need to get my head around 50 million pounds in our bank accounts!”

I steal a glance back at Tord, Tom and Matt, their jaws wide open at the new fact of being 25 million pounds richer than before.

“Did you know that mirror frame was 24-karat gold-plated over platinum? That’s the thing that REALLY got us up to 50 freaking million.”

I stare at Matt, who’s just passed out on the floor at the fact that he had hoarded a mirror worth who-knows-how-much-money for nearly the past century.

I’m shivering in excitement, a giggle escapes from my throat.

“Dad is totally going to lose it.”

“No he won’t, we’ll never tell our parents that a shared 50 million pounds are in our possession and that we’ve probably bankrupted the economy.”

“That’s not gonna stay secret for long,” Edd points out, also sliding down the bannister of the stairs before falling on his face, “The news are gonna go crazy over it once they get the first sniff of a big-dough scoop.”

“And then once it’s out…we’re really baked.” I finish. Everyone groans. Edd and I share a grin.

“So we gotta blow enough of this before it’s too late.”

“Maybe we could--“

The sounds of hovercars landing outside wipe the excited mood to nothing.

~~~

“There’s four of them landing in,” Em reports from the window, frowning. “One is Jasper’s. Two of them belong to the twins and Jaxx, don’t they? The other, I don’t know. Someone’s just jumped out.”

That’s odd.

“What’s going on?” Edd asks.

A rapid knocking on the door doesn’t give much of an answer.

“No idea. Guys, head up to the attic and don’t come down here till I say so. Keep quiet as you can and try to listen out for anything wrong. Em, you’re sticking with me, right?”

“Cora? I-i-is that you in there?”

Laurie.

It’s Laurie outside the door.

She doesn’t sound good.

“Go!” Em hisses, but the boys don’t need it when they bolt up the stairs as I open the door and am nearly tackled down by a 5’5 figure.

“Cora!”

“Laurie! How--“ I don’t finish the sentence as I take a better look at my little sister and my jaw drops in shock. 

Laurie’s curly browny dark-blonde hair has three streaks of vibrant, bright blue.

Her jaw drops as well when we break from the hug and she stares at my hair.

“Where’s your streak?”

“I quit, Laurie. Man. Looks like the tables have turned.”

“I hate the streaks, Cor. I hate them so much! Dad almost…” Her voice breaks and she’s burying herself in my shirt.

“Mrs G? Jaxx? Ed and Ell? What are you guys doing here? It’s not two months over yet! Where’s dad?”

Mum’s weary face still allows a warm smile as Jaxx helps her with bringing out her luggage, but even from a distance I can tell that her blue eyes have some sort of alarm and worry in them. For a few seconds, I can see streaks of grey popping out amongst the long and wavy brownish-strawberry-blonde hair, wondering where had the years flown by when they seemed so agonizingly slow.

The sight of Jaxx’s cracked lenses is what pulls me out of the temporary relief.

“Um, Jaxx?”

“Before you go on Cor, I can see just fine. It’s just that the riots at Ox and Cambridge have just gone too out of hand. Pity that we couldn’t grab our assignments…”

“Guys, this isn’t giving Cora or me any decent explanation--“

“Em! Was there anything in your house too?”

“Ed, you’re not betting on this still, are you--“

“Can everyone just shut up?”

All eyes are me now, stunned looks evident on faces that the shy and anxious sister/daughter is now in a leadership position. I’ll admit, I’ve stunned myself too, but it doesn’t show on my face.

“Look. I know a lot has happened on both sides and that Em and I have shaken up appearances, but we all owe each other an explanation, don’t we? Leave your bags at the front door and we’ll head in and talk this over one by one. We’ve both missed out on a lot of things and we all need to know.”

As Em takes in Laurie to the living room, I help my siblings, mum and Jasper with grabbing the bags from the boots of the cars when the latter pulls me to the side and hands me a package.

“Once I got through the firewalls--“

“Firewalls? Plural? Dad has multiple firewalls?”

“--It was a real piece of cake. I had to get through the family one to get to the main one that you would’ve been hacking at. Anyway, that’s the journal and folder that that your dad was looking for from the past two months, but the book had only one entry from him and a lot of pages were torn out. The other author has some really bad handwriting. Loads of good stuff from the folder though. Funnily enough, I found them in my room with a box of things that pop Paul left for me before he passed.”

Opening the package, I see that a hardcover A5 book is on top of a manila folder, the book having the title of:

EG IV
DIARY
20 OCTOBER 2088

   

Underneath it, I can see that the folder has been stamped with a red ‘TOP SECRET’ on it, as well as black, large writing with the name ‘EAGLE’S CROSS.’ Peeking through the journal, I notice that a large amount of pages have been torn out and something begins to click into place.

“How did he get his hands on those?”

“I don’t know, but if they help you, I guess you better take them.”

“Thanks Jas.”

“Take care kiddo.”

I smile as I watch Jasper fly off into the sky for the fourth time in my Durdum Lane life, before it’s quickly wiped off as I follow Jaxx back into the house.

There are just some things that research can’t solve.

~~~

“So, let’s get this from the top: the three of you received an assignment all at the exact same time time, one each from the police force?”

“Yes.”

“Definitely.”

“Absolutely.”

“And there was the strong implication that we weren’t going to be able to bail out of it.” Jaxx furthers, “At Oxford, they all kept talking about how I was so sure that I’d want to do that and not my other projects. Also, they said they saw a large amount of potential for me when I tried to tell them about the other kids who had higher grades and better papers than me. Those who had forever straight A’s. But no, they wanted me.”

“Same deal for you two at Cambridge?”

The twins nod.

“Topping it off, they cancelled our other assignments that we were so close to handing in.”

“How long were you guys given?”

“They didn’t specify, only said ‘a while.’ Same thing on Jaxx’s side, I think. I’m gonna bet that they wanted us for a few decades.” Ed mutters.

“Stop exaggerating. Jaxx, you first. What sort of assignment were you given by the cops?”

“Well, since I had done that course on atom structure, I learnt a lot about all sorts of atoms, and the photons, or atoms of light, were a major part. My assignment was to find a way to have a sort of laser or force of energy coming from a semi-concentrated gamma ray beam topped with a little electricity and Ultraviolet light that could somehow activate certain genes to do certain things to a human body. The Gamma part was for emergencies though since it’s kinda uncontrollable and invisible, so it was mainly made out of the ultraviolet light and electricity combo.”

“Like, when you mention genes can do certain things to a human body, you mean genes that burn people up or…?”

“Kinda. Genes that could somehow activate a cold sore or even maybe the Black Plague, if I’m going too far. I think I mentioned that last one because it’s REALLY getting to my head. But basically, they wanted to see if they had some sort of laser that’s seemingly harmless on first contact, but actually can kill them within a short amount of time.”

“I can’t believe they forced you to do that…”

“Don’t get me thinking on it again. I managed to finish up some blueprints, notes and a few tests within the week before the riots got too much and I had to ditch all work behind to speed home, only to find that Laurie’s--well, you know.“

“…I think Ed and I should explain our assignments now. I was lucky enough to catch some slack because I had my period and pretended I always had cramps, but the assignment I had was to create a sort of handgun that would extend out the wrist and fire a concentrated shot at will on targets. It also had to be freely moving, 360-degree movement in every direction, but I never got to do that part before the riots started getting REALLY rowdy. I only had what Jaxx had too: blueprints, notes and a couple tests. It’s almost the same for Ed, I think. But well…his is more…disturbing, from what he’s told me on the ride here.”

Ed twiddles his thumbs and bites his lip, legs crossing each other as his face is lightly a little more in the colour-co-ordination of his light pastel-blue hoodie.

“Ed, you gotta tell us.”

“I…I was forced to make the T-1000 from Terminator 2, basically.”

“What.”

“Actually, they told me to make some sort of android that can look human and morph itself into different forms to avoid suspicion, but I took it as the T-1000, so yeah.”

“Did you actually do it?”

“No, not really. I had a few lame bits and pieces of a skeleton and facial emotions made out of crappy metal, and tonnes of blueprints and notes taken down, but it was nothing compared to what I’ve heard from Jaxx and seen from Ell.”

“Okay. So to recap: You all had received an assignment from the cops all at the same time; Jaxx had that…laser thing, Ell had a sort of inbuilt wrist handgun and Ed had the Terminator. One question I forgot to ask earlier: Did ANY of you receive word from your uncles during that week?”

“…No, actually. Is there any meaning for that though?”

Em and I share a glance.

“I’ve got a theory,” Em starts, “I think it’s safe to assume that the police force is corrupted by what Thor Larsson’s doing in politics these days. With his police connections, he’s also influencing them too. Through brute force and threat, either one or both. Therefore, with this police corruption, he’s trying to get the smartest people he knows into his plan, directly and indirectly.”

“…Of course he would choose us.”

“Exactly. You’re the most scientifically smartest people that he knows of. He sent you guys those plans in the hopes that you would follow along and ship off the prototypes to him, so he can assemble possibly the worst killing machines of all history.”

Em doesn’t need to say anything else as the trio’s faces grow pale. She only turns her head and looks at my little blue-streaked sister.

~~~

For a while, Laurie just stares at her feet, hugging herself while she tries to keep a straight face.

“If you want,” Mum offers gently, “I can tell them what happened-- “

“You weren’t there when it all came crashing down on me, Lauren.” She snaps back, “You don’t know half of what went down there.”

Mum’s eyes narrow and her jaw tightens. If I don’t step in…

“Both of you, enough. Laurie is a first-hand witness to what dad’s done with her, but I know you mean well, mum. Laur, you ready to tell us?”

She takes a few deep breaths before sitting up straighter and leaning into the seat.

“It…it all started when he found out that I was trusting Felix with the Eagle’s Cross research, but he didn’t know it was the research at all. He thought it was mail secrets, but I protested that it wasn’t.”

“He didn’t believe you?”

“He did. I was lucky. He gave me a pretty harsh warning though.”

“Why would you start searching up Eagle’s Cross--“

“Not now, mum. Laurie, please continue.”

“Then later on…he found out that I was slacking on deliveries because I was more focused on school.”

“Of course he’d be annoyed that you chose education over work. But it’s the right choice, Laur.”

“I don’t know if it is…”

“It is. Just go on…”

“He…he didn’t buy it and said that you managed to balance out the two without a hitch.”

“Balderdash. He lied to you! I still remember having to finish assignments at one in the freaking morning just before the due date because he gave me so much work!”

Laurie’s face is one of shock. Mum sadly nods in confirmation.

“Mm. I let her get away with it every time, Laur. I saw how many websites and articles she had up the first time I found her at her desk, so I let her off the hook since. I…I assumed you’d do the same…”

The guilty looks exchanged between both Laurs gives me big déjà vu of Matt, so I nudge the younger to continue her story.

“And then…I got so stupid...” Her voice catches in her throat and tears start to stream again, “I left the evidence that I forged the swapping of house rights on my desk and screenie while I took a nap.”

“Wait, what?!”

“I forged the papers that said the ownership rights of the house are swapped to you. I knew that you needed to get out of the business somehow, so I thought I would kickstart it.”

“You forged those papers? For me?”

“Took me…oh god…it took me ages to do it, all in the free time alongside the Eagle’s Cross research…but I did it. Stole dad’s credit card. Found a copy of the papers online. And a bunch of stuff I can’t remember now…but the deadline for him to nab ‘em back went off on the day I sent you that letter through Jasper…I read the confirmation email a week after and took out all the files that I used so I could delete it all off my hard drive…but I was so tired from working so hard on my math homework that I passed out…and…and…” Her voice breaks and she plunges herself into my arms, sobbing.

“Cutting a long story short…” Mum sighs, “It took him three weeks to think of a ‘punishment,’ but he gave her the disownment threat and forced a hair dye against her will. He was gonna do all of her hair that blue, streak by streak, like he said the original Laurel had…”

I shake my head in disbelief, sneaking a glance behind to see if the boys are watching.

“He’s gone off the deep end. I mean, what he did to me before with all those stupid hours…but now it’s too far. He’s definitely gone too far. I would ask how you managed to get away, but…I guess…”

“It’s time to talk about what you and Em did.” Jaxx folds his arms, an eyebrow raised in curiosity, “Did you actually do anything else apart from playing video games with static?”

My throat clenches up, eyes darting around my family members, chest tightening.

Uh oh.

“Well?”

“Cora, can we come down n--ow! Why’d you hit me Tord?”

Em facepalms.

“Well, NOW you can come down. All of you. There’s no holding back.”

“HA! I TOLD YOU SO ELL!”

“Shut up. Cor, why do those guys look like our dad and uncles? And who’s the one wearing one of Em’s spare flannels?”

“Button-ups!”

“Whatever!”

“Edd, Tom, Matt, Tord and Eduardo O’Niell, meet my family, minus one asshole. Guys, meet your ancestors, minus Eduardo. He’s Emily’s ancestor.”

“You’re kidding me.”

“Nah.”

~~~

It takes a while, but Em and I manage to give a decent explanation on what had been happening at Durdum Lane. My direct family looks utterly gobsmacked, especially with the Cryo-Virt discovery, but mum has a look on her face that’s a mix of satisfaction and some sort of grimness I can’t quite put. Only as something that she knew what dad had been doing and what’s been spilled out just now is the final confirmation.

As Em and I explain everything, I notice that my ancestors are taking a liking to certain family members, and vice-versa.

Laurie, for instance, is trying to warm up to Tom, sitting very close to him and leaning her head on his shoulder, but he looks relatively unconcerned. (Pun intended.)

Edd and Tord however, have squished mum in a sandwich on the larger couch, the twins are on both edges and squeezing the three even tighter.

Jaxx is the only one who looks somewhat uneasy sitting next to Matt and I don’t blame him. The ginger looks like he’s about to lay some heavy flirting, but if it’s Matt’s nature to sit like that in front of someone new, I can’t stop that.

The day wears on as my mum and siblings settle themselves in, the twins sharing the attic with Matt, Tom being okay with sleeping on the floor while Laurie takes his bed, mum pulling the spare mattress to sleep nearby Tord and Jaxx taking the spare bedroom for himself.

Unfortunately, by the time that’s all sorted, it’s getting late and everyone’s agreed to hit the hay early to get some extra sleep. Em and Eduardo head home as the others pass out into dreamland, Edd even snoring a little as he collapses on the pillow.

However, I’m being kept up again. I just can’t seem to close my eyes, no matter how annoying the blurry darkness is.

Something inside me is just begging to stay awake.

But this time, it isn’t some sort of nightmarish fear.

Pulling my glasses back on as I manage to sneak out of bed, I hear my phone gently vibrating on the bedside table. Yanking it off the table and managing to silently plonk myself into one of the couches of the living room, I roll my eyes when I see it’s a text.

A text from all people…

Uncle Matthew.

He’s asking if I could call him sooner or later, but I’m not ready to do that just yet.

I sneak close to Tom’s open bedroom door and a smile faintly passes on my face as I see Laurie’s chest slowly rising up and down.

Plopping back onto the couch, I find myself pushing the ‘call’ button next to Uncle Matthew’s name.

“Cora! Long time, no see, eh? What are you doing up at this time of night?”

“You’re lucky that I couldn’t sleep.”

“Heh. How’s life been? I’ve heard you’ve moved out the pods and into the family home, right?”

“Yeah, I have.”

“Lucky that your dad gave you the rights, huh?”

Oh Laurie. You’d be laughing now.

“I know, right? Hey, is Uncle Thomas with you?”

“Yeah. We just came back from a graveyard shift. Hey, is your dad around visiting?”

“No…”

“We’ve also been hearing rumours about him. Something about him being off the hook.”

Oh great.

Hang on…what if I could…oh.

OH.

“You still there, Cor?”

“I’m here. Look, I know that you’ve been trying to arrest dad for a while because of, ahem, certain charges, I’m not stupid.”

“Dammit, how did you--“

“So what if I said that you could arrest him on totally different charges? Charges he wouldn’t be able to worm his way out of?”

“Oh?”

I smirk before I reply and set my instructions.

I know I’ve lit the sole match. I know that the tiny flame just hit the fuse.

All I have to wait for now, is the explosion.
Eagle's Cross: Chapter Fourteen
AND NOW FOR MY NEXT MAGIC TRICK I WILL MAKE THIS CHAPTER APPEAR ON A THURSDAY

//Slapped

As I write this, I am only about an hour and less than a half away to catch my flight to Sydney for a long weekend (because my parents decided on that and they can). I'm unsure if there's going to be free internet in the hotel room, so here you are, a chapter before the date!

But next week, it's back to friday. And the last of Round 3 posting and a possibly extra-long break (more on that another time, hopefully soon)

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Eddsworld (c) Edd Gould, Thomas Ridgewell

Story, Cora, Emily, Ed, Ell, Jaxx, Laurie, Lauren (c) SweetPanda13 
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Visual character development? In MY Eagle's Cross? It's more likely than you think.

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Since Cora and Em are going to have an outfit change when 14 rolls around in two days, I just wanted to draw them up so it would be better to visualize them. 

Em's super-wavy hair finally falls out the braid, but of course, there's symbolism behind that. She also still wears her black ballet flats.

Art, Emily, The Mystery of Eagle's Cross (C) SweetPanda13
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THIRTEEN FACTS ABOUT SWEETPANDA13:

1. A lot of people sometimes mistake my eyes for brown. They're not. They're actually green. But if you did brown, it's ok. :]

2. I am in Year 11 this year in school, or what you Americans would call 'Junior year.' I would've kept on studying art from year 9, but there's no way I'm doing all that essay stuff. Eugh.

3. I keep begging people to read my Eddsworld fanfic Cora Gould: The Mystery of Eagle's Cross. I know it's annoying by now but I'd really want more people to read it, since I'm working so hard on this. (Psst fanart wouldn't hurt either)

4. I was formerly diagnosed with ASD, but I have recovered from that quite brilliantly. Otherwise I wouldn't be here. There's still hints of it in me here and there, but other than that, it's out. :3

5. I have only been to America twice, and I was in Manhattan New York for three days in 2007, and to LA and Orlando in 2013. YAY FOR DISNEYLAND

6. Growing up I watched a lot of disney, especially the AristoCats and Winnie-The-Pooh. I also watched 'The Little Mermaid' a fair bit, and a childhood dream of mine that I still keep to this day is to have a tail. (At least for a day. ^^) I also watched a lot of the old Warner Brothers cartoons and a bit of Popeye on DVD too. :3

7. I was heavier and taller when I was born compared to when my brother was born (1998). Not to mention that I got long fingers, lol.

8. I am currently learning German and now French. In my German class, I so far have a lot of A+'s and A's. Ich spreche klein Deutsch, aber ich habe Progress gut. Enschuldigung für meine Mistviehs. I've got a long way to go for French, mais je fais des progrès!

9. I currently work with traditional art supplies in my art journal/A4 pieces of paper and digitally with my iPad and touch stylus, as well as the intuos tablet that I finally got on my birthday!

10. I used to be a pretty slowish runner, since little kids could even beat me. Now? I'm catching up.

11. I've been working with computers since I was four. Honestly. At Kindy, whenever there was a bug in it and the other kids gave up while trying to play games on it, I'd just jump in there, start playing and somehow fix it. That always annoyed the other kids. XD

12. Every fandom I like somehow relates to my own life in crazy ways. First, back in Kindy, I had a friend named Rose. Doctor Who similarity. Then, when I was 12, I thought my dad was a bit of a jerk for leaving us when I was young. Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief similarity. I can go on, but I'm not going to bore you.

13. Even though it may not be evident in my gallery or faves, I have TONS of fandoms that I'm into.

List of former Quotes on my Avatar:

Struck by a Smooth Criminal! ^_^

I'll be Moonwalking if I'm needed

Time Travelling Moonwalker

It's 2014. RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!! (I realized I predicted 2014 in a nutshell. Well done, past Panda.)

Unavailable till 20th January

13 is never going to be 14

Let the age regeneration begin!

The Kidneys! They're not new!

TARDIS Flying 'cross the fandoms

Sparkly Gloves and Four's scarf.

Moonwalking out of reality.

HERE'S TO HOVERBOARDS

Remember the Time? :3

Because Cola & Sparkling Gloves.

OH DEAR GOD-it's finally changed

OH LOOK! 2016!

(MORE TO COME...)


So, just in case you did not see for yourself, I am a HUGE fan of Michael Jackson, and always will be. But that doesn't mean he's the ONLY part of my life. My faves also include many other things, such as Eddsworld, PoM, Doctor Who, Percy Jackson, and many, many more!


Michael Jackson Quotes

If you enter this world knowing you are loved and you leave this world knowing the same, then everything that happens in between can be dealt with.

Let us dream of tomorrow where we can truly love from the soul, and know love as the ultimate truth at the heart of all creation.

You know, let's put it this way, if all the people in Hollywood who have had plastic surgery, if they went on vacation, there wouldn't be a person left in town.

People always told me, 'Be careful what you do,
Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts,'
And momma always told me, 'Be careful who you love,
Be careful what you do, 'cause a lie becomes the truth.'

My goal in life is to give to the world what I was lucky to receive: the ecstasy of divine union through my music and my dance.

Well they say the sky's the limit, and to me that's really true.

Lies run sprints, but the truth runs marathons.

In the end, the most important thing is to be true to yourself and those you love and work hard. Work like there’s no tomorrow. Train. Strive. Really train and cultivate your talent to the highest degree. Be the best at what you do. Get to know more about your field than anybody alive. Use the tools of your trade, if it’s books or a floor to dance on or a body of water to swim in. Whatever it is, it’s yours.

The meaning of life is contained in every single expression of life. It is present in the infinity of forms and phenomena that exist in all of creation.

The greatest education in the world is watching the masters at work.

In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.


Thriller Feet by LondonaLozzyShamone by LondonaLozzyI think I love you by LondonaLozzyThose sweet memories by LondonaLozzyLife ain't so bad at all by LondonaLozzyThriller, Thriller Eyes. by LondonaLozzyDon't you know I sit around by LondonaLozzyHere to stay by LondonaLozzy

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sorry, I have just noticed that you sent me a point back then in 2013. I am so thankful that you've donated your very first point! I don't know what I did to be honored like that....:')
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