The Plan

Finally, my eyes clicked open the next day, and the first thing I saw was the TV.

I then turned and saw that Nikki and September were both still asleep, but Malachi wasn't in his bed.

I looked around and rubbed my eyes, as I then got up. I walked to the door and opened it, to see Malachi sitting on one of the chairs in the hallway. He seemed the same way I was, tired and disengaged.

"Hey," I said, as I walked over and sat in the chair next to him. "You couldn't sleep either?" He shook his head. "Just woke up early, that's all."

"Yeah, me too," I said. "I just feel really on edge."

"I know what you mean," he said. "You must be mad Rocke has your power again."

I sighed. "I guess," I said. "But it's not like I can do anything about it."

"Well yes and no," he said. "In terms of changing his power, no. But in matters of defeating or killing him to be dark, yes you can."

"That's easier said than done," I muttered.