Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-40206830-20190806150124/@comment-40206830-20190807141340

I forced myself to run faster.

Now I had to tell someone, a Counciler was in trouble!

I replayed the memory and then realized that it wasn't just Oralie that had been kidnapped.

It was the whole Council. But that didn't make sense. I only remembered seeing eleven people, but there were twelve Councilers. Where was the twefth one?

I was so lost in thought that I didn't see where I was going.I swerved, just barely avoiding a tree. I looked around to see where I was. Everything looked slightly different.

Shoot. I'd gone the wrong way. The trees were even thicker here. And I'd made noise, so things knew I was here. I decided to keep going straight. Just as I was about to go, it clicked.

Bronte. Of course. He was the only Ancient on the Coucil. Also he was the only Inflicter besides that weird Sophie girl that cam a few years ago. Why didn't they take him?

Maybe it was cause they were scared of him Inficting on them? No, I heard that they had a Psionpath with them.

I wondered while running. And then a really crazy idea popped in to my head.

What if those people were trying to Impersonate the Council?