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Chapter 15:

2 YEARS LATER:

The Huntik team visited frequently ever since Zhalia awoke, until about July, around a few years after, when they visited, and there was supposed to be a party. Flora had insisted on staying with Helia, and, when Zhalia also came, she also wanted to do so. "Zhalia, go. I'll take care of him. You need some fun."

"What about you?"

"I'll be fine. I don't really go well with parties." Seeing Zhalia hesitate, she continued. "It's alright. If anything happens, I'll call you."

Flora looked at Helia. His face was pale under the moonlight, and his hair, which was sprawled out over his shoulder, had grown longer. He had grown visibly thinner over the two years, but other than that, he looked the same. She ran her hand through his hair and sighed, wondering when he would wake up, slowly drifting off to sleep, she lay down against his bed to fall asleep.

Flora woke up to feel cool fingers brush over her face, and she yawned, stretching her arms, and blinked at the man, who was sitting up, smiling at her. "Helia?" Her eyes widened as she immediately crushed her boyfriend in a tight hug. "Oh, you're alive!" She laughed, crying at the same time. Helia brushed them away, and laughed as well.

He looked curious. "How long have I been out?"

Flora hesitated. "Over two years." Helia's disbelieving look amused her slightly. She then froze. "Wait." Taking her phone out.

Zhalia was having the time of her life with the group, who were huddled in a corner. It was almost easy to forget Helia's condition in this place. Everyone was either singing or dancing to the music that Musa had made. Then, her phone rang. She picked it up, and answered. "Hello?"

The others turned to her, wondering who would call her at this time. "Yeah...What's wrong, Flora?...he's awake?" Her face remained impassive, though the brightening of her eyes had the others leaning forward, knowing whom she was talking about.

"Well?" Timmy asked impatiently.

"Helia just woke up. Flora called me to tell you." They got up to go to Helia's room, but were stopped by Zhalia. "Wait. We also have to tell Saladin." She pointed at the old man who was talking with Griffin and Faragonda. Unlike previous times, Griffin's face was joyful as she laughed along with her old friends, until Saladin turned around to see Zhalia tugging at his arm.

"Saladin, it's Helia." Saladin froze, unsure if it would be good or bad news, before Zhalia's face brightened up. "He's awake." Saladin's eyes also lit up, and he excused himself from the two headmistresses, who watched with amusement at the speed that he had disappeared out of the door.

"Who knew Saladin could ever run that fast? He could win any race against any Specialist." Griffin noted in amusement. Chuckling, the others joined him, walking into the room, where Helia and Flora were talking. Helia looked healthier, though he was still pale. His hair was now dangling in a loose ponytail over his shoulder, and his eyes shone with amusement. They both looked up as the group entered.

"Hi guys." His uncle, who looked scolding at his nephew, once again crushed Helia. He winced slightly. "Relax. Not going to go into a coma ever again."

Flora woke up again, her head on the bed. She remembered the reunion that they had, where they were all cheerful, laughing and talking like old times. She looked around, noticing Helia wasn't in his bed. Everyone was asleep there, either on chairs or the couches, when she noticed something odder. Zhalia was also gone.

She immediately woke the others up, who were groggy, but were immediately snapped wide-awake when she told them the two were gone. After they told Saladin, he transported to the Medical Room from his office, and snatched the note out of Flora's hand.

He dropped it, turning to Dante, who was looking at a sort of diary. Flora, seeing that Saladin wasn't going to read it, helped him, reading it aloud to everyone in the room. The note was hastily scrawled in Zhalia's handwriting.

Guys,

We're sorry that we had to leave on such short notice, but trust us, it was necessary. Helia was one of the people that Rassimov trusted in the Organisation, and was asked to join his cause: The Blood Spiral. To help us, he agreed, and I asked to go as well. The group was summoned last night, and we had to go to keep our cover up, as they needed some time so that suspicion wouldn't arise in the Foundation. We will try to get as much contact with you as we can, but, for now, we can't say anything. The book that Dante found has a Logosbook spell cast on it.

There is a boy called Den Fears. He chose to join the Foundation instead of the Blood Spiral but his brother, Harrison, however, had joined. Take care of him.

Zhalia

AN: Last chapter, and if you want a sequel, tell me. The ending does not necessarily have to mean anything, just something to start a sequel if needed. Review!

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