Sorry...

Hey, sorry if we haven't been posting anything lately, but we're deciding how the heck we're going to synchronize all our characters and chapters into one book. And also, because the grind is getting to us, with all of the tests and projects going on (great...). Another thing is that someone, (cough cough Sabby) has to get in action and start writing about her 15+ characters.

So anyways, this is a tiny bit on Annik's part... enjoy!

As Kara was talking to her master, Annik was being placed in “her” room.

As soon as she stepped inside, she noticed the other Puppets sitting on the floor. They had a haunted, sad look in their eyes, just like the Puppets that watched her being taken to see Kara. Underneath their ragged clothes, she could see the glint of elemental tattoos. ‘Why are they here and haven’t escaped yet?’ Annik thought to herself. Then she saw the collars around their necks.

The collars were quite small and thin, but they glowed different colours. As Annik looked carefully she could see that the colours matched up with whatever element the Puppet had. Then she turned around and saw the two men approach her with Nathaniel holding a blue collar.

She yelped, and tried to run out of the room. The men blocked her way and started their work. While Drake tried to keep her still, Nathaniel snapped the band around her neck and fastened it with a tiny lock. They let her go and left, locking the door behind them.

Annik grabbed at the collar, trying to rip it off her neck. After realizing manual power wasn’t going to work, she tried to use her powers to yank it off.

“I wouldn’t try that if I were you,” said a small, soft voice. “Don’t you think we would’ve escaped by now if we could do that?”

She spun around and saw a girl with brown hair in shabby pigtails and intelligent hazel-green eyes. By the look of her white collar, Annik could tell she was an air Puppet.

“Just let me try,” Annik pleaded. “Maybe I’ll succeed.”

The air Puppet was about to say something, but another one motioned for her to stay quiet and let Annik try. Annik sighed in relief and turned her attention to the collar.

She closed her eyes and tried to extract the water from the damp corners of the room. Usually, the water came to her, but instead, she felt nothing. Slightly shocked, she attempted again, but once again nothing.

“Now you realize?” asked the air Puppet. “We’re stuck here, in these collars. Forever.”

Kiki