Dark Core:
Mr. Sands wandered back and forward in his dark room. The only light he had was the pink glow of Pandora which was locked in the Dark Core platform. Mr. Sands could not believe it went so slowly to capturing the little girl. If she still has nightmares, she should be particularly vulnerable now.
He hurried over to the desk and picked up the Walkie Talkie.
- "Send in Claire, immediately!" He roared and put his walkie on the desktop. They have to get started soon and fast.

Not so far from Mr. Sands office was a remotely room. It was darker than Mr. Sands offices. In that room as a robust woman that sat on the floor with burning candles around them. She sat with her legs crossed over a soft and large pillow and meditated.
Claire hated to go in civilian clothes as these black suits that all the other is wearing. In her loneliness, she could finally change into more suitable clothing.

 She wore a dress in moss green color and looked like she was wearing leaves instead of fabric. The dress had a sharp cleavage. The fabric of the dress was hanging heavily down and concealed her legs. Over the arms she had gloves of brown leather. The blonde, curly hairshe had set up in a knot behind the neck and around she had spin around the knot with an ivy. Her pile hung down over her ears. When Claire opened her eyes they was a green light shining, she blinked and that eyes  was once brown again. She rubbed her at the temporal. It cost a lot of pain trying to break the magic of Avalon and Elisabeth possessed of Emma and Derek.

Claire stood up and walked over to the only object she had in the room, besides the pillow and candles. There was a large mirror, rounded in shape that hung on the black wall. The light from the candles reflects when Claire looked into it. The woman in the mirror was beautiful, fine and smooth skin, large brown eyes, full red lips and high cheekbones. The nose was small but perfect for the shape of the face and the blonde hair was pleasing to look at. She had inherited the mirror from her best friend that died many years ago. Claire had liked the mirror since the first time she saw it and knew it would be hers. 
A gilded and bronzed mirror decorated with ivy, on the top like a crown was a bird, candle holders of brass. What she especially liked about it, was that the famous but extinct, ivy’s beautiful heart-shaped flower that the bird had in its mouth.

There was a knock on the door. With a light sweep with her arm, she returned to Claire in black suit. - "Come in," she said aloud. 
Through the door came one of Mr. Sand’s guards. 
- "The boss wish to talk more to you, it's urgent." Claire could not help to smile and go with the guard back to Mr. Sand’s room. 
In the room did Mr. Sand’s sat into his lounge chair behind the desk and rubbed his temples. 
- "Maybe you can tell me when it's the right time?, I stand here ready without being able to do anything. The boy scamp is the only one we hold prisoner while the young basted runs around and play with the horses!" did he muttering irritably as he looked up at her.

Claire could not stop smiling. She would otherwise be a very strong woman and never show her feelings, but with Mr. Sands, she could relax. 
- "It's the right time soon. I'll get some stuff from my room and go along with Ron and some of your guards. It's almost the time!" Mr. Sands sat up in the lounge chair.
- "Why now?" He asked. 
- "It’s easier now, I've done everything I can do now and has made it easier for us. Now is the time." She continued in a normal tone. Mr. Sand’s nod and waved her out of the room. 
- "Bring her here immediately to me!" He mumbled and turned around on the lounge chair against Pandora pink light. As the door closed behind him, he laughed, life as evil was delightful and stimulating.

At the Fort Pinta beach:
Despite all the summerday's we have, this was one of the warmest day and all the students had been given time off after they had finish the stables. All students took the opportunity to go to the Fort Pinta beach and enjoy the heat.

It was just that there were so many more around the Jorvik who had thought exactly the same thought, the Fort Pinta beach was packed with students, they had among other things, set up volleyball net and made a game plan. A lot of young guys, also James, played half-naked across the plan and invited others to play.

I and Chiara law a bit away and watched. It had been a few days since my nightmares stopped and then my dreams was dreamless again. But once I did dream I was always back on the forgotten moors with the huge tree in the middle. 
Chiara cheered on guys when they bounced the white ball between each other and tried to get it to stay in the air and not hit the sand on either side of the net. I sat quietly next to her with dark sunglasses that covered most of my face. 
Honestly, I was pissed but kept a good face and did not say much.

Here we are on a beach and sunbathing and watching well trained guys run around and throw a ball against his opponents, while Derek was still missing and no one seemed to put energy into trying to find him. 
I had tried for a couple days of searching clues but everything has been vainly and I always had to get back home with Chiara. So many times I cried myself to sleep and wonder where he is and if he still was alive.
- "Stop grumbling now and have a little fun!" Chiara tried to cheer me up. She putted the elbow in the side of me. I muttered something she could not hear and continued to lay stiffly staring at the guys. 
In a moment did Linnea join us after she bought each soda for us. She sat down on her towel next to Chiara and she began cheering on the guys who desperately tried to keep the ball away from the sand.

- "We could have done more than this." Did I loudly say and drank my coca cola from a straw. 
- "Like what? Look more clues that lead nowhere than look at hot guys with hot abs." I heard Chiara answer back sarcastically. I grimaced to her and sat me deeper into the chair. 
- "Rather than look at this!" I put down my glass of coca cola. 
- "Get you to gather Emma! Have some fun now instead, we will try to come up with a plan to save Derek, but right now we need to get some free time.” She smiled then encouraging and put her hand on my shoulder and cheered to when one of the guys hit the white ball in the sand. I sighed.

After a while it was a break from the games and the people start going out into the chilly water to cool off. I sat in the chair until Chiara and Linnea tore me up and started to drag me into the cold water. 
I screamed and struggle but before it was finished I was soaked from head and down to the feet. I was cold and shivering. Autumn weather had really taken off, and the heat that existed before in the water was gone. 
But after a while, we swam all three around the beach and the water felt cooler. 

- "Have you talked any more with Avalon how long this will go on?" Did I hear Linnea whisper to Chiara. I stayed up in the water. 
- "What?" I shouted! Chiara and Linnea stopped and turned to me. - "Are you hiding something for me now? Do you know something I don’t?" Chiara stared irritably at Linnea because she had opened her mouth around me. She was embarrassed, her face every red. 
- "No, I don’t know more than what we all know, together." She said and then swam up to me. I pulled me automatically from her. The tears stepped to my eyes and I bit myself in the lip. 
- "What do you know? Where is Derek? What did Linnea mean?" I blurted out to me so many questions that I couldn’t control the tears ran down over my cheeks. 
- "Emma, please. We know nothing about Derek. If we knew anything, you would be the first to known!" Did Chiara continued, now someone depressed after I backed away from her. She bit her own lip and looked towards Linnea. 
- "But what is it about then?" My voice echoed through the Fort Pinta beach and several around us had stopped to swim and their eyes were directed towards us.

Chiara and Linnea exchanged looks before they looked at me again. Chiara opened her mouth to say something, but closed it again. Opened her mouth again, but shut it quickly, she did not know what she would say. 
- "We promised, or Chiara promised, to say nothing to you. It was Avalon's orders." Linnea stammered the words. The water felt cold once again. Although I froze and wanted to swim further, I could not help but to stay where I was. 
- "Say what? You've been with me everywhere and I have not get to been known anything." I shivered through the tears that I had been able to master. 
- "We promised ..." said Chiara low. 
- "What?!" I raised my voice and now I swam close to Chiara, who backed away for me. 
- "Avalon and Elisabeth has always watching what we done and on you. We promised to not tell you. This was only because you would not be exposed to danger. This is why we always have been nearby you." Chiara voice strengthened as she talked to me and the truth came out.

I backed off a step. Looking down at the water and up on my best friends, or so I thought. Looked then away towards the beach and began to swim fast towards the land. 
- "Emma!" Chiara and Linnea shouted in chorus after me, but I gave no response just focused on taking me to the beach. Once on land, I hurried after my stuff and ran to the car that was on top at the bridge. Behind me I heard my so called best friends, screamed and shouted after me. I turned a deaf ear to me and I focused on just take me to the car and drive away, far away.

I drove as fast as I could back to the vineyard. Once there, I parked the car carelessly at the entrance to the library and hurried me in. Threw off my bikini and got dressed other comfortable clothing. Out again and into the stable. 
I took me a lead and hurried to the pasture where the Arab Sasha ran with all other Arabs. She quickly ran up to me when she heard me whistling. I just wanted to get away from here. I didn’t want someone who had an eye on me all the time, I wanted to be left alone. I jump up on the back of Sasha and sat there for a while. 
- "Leave my head!" I shouted and then kicked the sides of Sasha and we set off at a gallop away from the vineyard and to the riding arena.

Sasha black quick legs took us quickly up on the way down behind the riding arena, where it was a place you could wade across without getting wet, and once we got to the forgotten moors she got to run like she feel like. I did not know how to feel, but tears ran down my cheeks and I could not control myself anymore. 
Instead of doing something to save Derek they kept their eyes on me instead. Sasha continued to run forward with all the energy she had left and it seemed to never end.

But somewhere did it stop, Sasha added a suddenly stop and I had no time to react, I went forward over her neck and landed with my back to the ground and rolled over. When I finally stopped rolling, I felt every single muscle in my body hurt. I sat stiffly and looked toward Sasha who jumped around on her toes and snorted. Her behavior towards me is something she would never do unless something was wrong. I stood up and started walking toward her. The black mare backed away from me with her head high up, the halter was dangling. 
- "Sasha, what is it?" My voice seemed wheezing and hoarse when I talked. I knelt down and tried to hold my head high. I did not want to lose consciousness now. I stood up again with a great effort. Sasha threw herself around and galloped away from the place, away from me. I stood there and watched in surprise at how my black Arabian thoroughbreds galloped away over the forgotten moors and left me alone.

I could not understand what got into her. Sasha has not thrown me since that first day I rode her. Since then she has always been faithful to me through wet and dry. I ended up on my knees again. The fall after Sasha grinding halt was the worst fall I ever have had and each and every little muscle hurt. 
My healed shoulder reminded me of my kidnaping where I got the shoulder broken. I stood up again and began to go back to the stables. If I went now I could be home to the evening. 
But in the midst of my steps I heard a branch cracked behind me. It felt as if the breath went out of me. Should I turn on or run? I swallowed and felt how whole me started shaking. A bear? No, they were only in golden hills forest, here on the meadow grazed only deer and rabbits.

I turned around. I changed my mind already. The branch that snapped behind me was not from any bear, but it was striking simile when I saw what was coming toward me. Not just one but several. It felt like I was frozen to the ground, but I managed to get loose and started running as fast as I could. Although every muscle in my body screamed in pain, I ignored it and went ahead as fast as I could. 
Steps from several persons behind me were getting closer. I tried to increase rate on the steps but it felt pointless and very soon I could hear how the steps were right behind me. I threw myself to the side and down to the water. However, it did stop, something got in the way of my legs and I fell forward and hit hard to the water.

Someone grabbed my legs and pulled me up on the beach. I started screaming and I was overpowered by several men who pushed me towards the beach. The arms ended up behind my back and the rope spun around them. I came up on my feet and looked into the face of someone who was quite familiar. 
A man, big and strong built, the nose was crooked at him, dark eyes. The clothing was not hard to recognize, they were from Mr. Kembell’s and the man had broken my shoulder. I started screaming, but in the middle of the scream, I received a blow to the stomach and I lost my breath. The other two who held me let go of me so I went down on my knees in the sand and tried to regain breath. 
- "Calm down, Ron!" I heard a woman say. I was not in a position to be able to look up and see how she looked. 
- "I just lulled her screams" I heard him answer. I was about to vomit from the pain and to even see him at all

- “Get her up! "I heard the woman command. The two men lifted me up on my legs and made me look up at a woman. It was a robust woman in black khaki suit with blonde hair that hung down over her shoulders straight. She had well-marked jawbone, full lips in a tone of pink, she had a gray tone of mascara round her eyes. She didn’t smile. 
I watched as she picked up something from her pocket and walked over to me. I tried to back away from her, but the two men kept a tight grip on my arms so I couldn’t move me one meter. 

She lifted up a small charm in silver without any signs. She opened it and a blue powder appeared. She held it in front of me and blew. 
The blue powder hit me right in the face, I coughed and tried to shake off the blue dust but no matter how I hard I tried, it must however have reached me, I felt how heavy my head had been and my vision blurred, shortly afterwards I felt how I fell into a dark abyss, and my world where black.

- "So, now should it stays until we come back, but to be sure can you of course add a muzzle. We cannot rely on things like this." said Claire and merged the charm and put it in her pocket, turned around and went to the boat that was waiting for them.