Holly's POV

Nobody said anything.

"Come on now, make things easy on yourselves", Hawthorn pestered.
"You can just eat one of these roots and it will all be over.
You could go back home, Holly. Wouldn't you like that? No more worrying about dragons you don't even know.
No more worrying about living in a world you don't even believe in.
You could go back home, live with your family, finish school, make amends with your dad.
Don't you want that?"

Holly's heart missed a beat.
She was sick, sick of being afraid, sick of feeling useless, sick being used, tired of plans to take back a world she didn't even belong in.
She missed her family more than she'd ever though possible. She even missed Claire and Lilly arguing.
It would be so easy. She could leave, right here, right now, if she trusted Hawthorn and gave herself up. These dragons didn't need her anyway. They already had Sundew, and she clearly knew what she was doing. Holly was just a tage-along, wasn't she? Bird and the others were wrong. They had to be. They'd chosen the exact worst person to save Pantala.

But She couldn't just leave.
These people (dragons, whatever) needed her.
Even if she wasn't that right person for the job, even if she couldn't save them, she had to try.
Blue, Sundew, Swordtail, and Bumblebee had accepted her in a way almost no one in her world had.
She was often shuned by people; that was why she was awkward, it was why she didn't have a lot of friends.
She couldn't let them down.
(Plus, Mandrake made her feel something she definitly wasn't feeling.)

"Wait! I Have more questions!", Cricket said.
"Why aren't your eyes white like the Hivewings'? Howcome you talk normally?"

Holly noticed Sundew staring at the ground inbetween Willow and Hawthorn.

She's up to something.
Give 'im hell, Sundew.

"Well", Hawthorn said.
He then went on to say something Holly didn't catch about cells and hosts having white eyes, but not the controller.
Cricket then asked another confusing (for Holly) scientific question.

"Which is why you don't have long to live", Hawthorn finished.
He turned to Holly.
"So make your choice", he growled.

"Nope."

"What?"

"I said no. I'm not going to abanden my friends. Sundew's going to defeat you, ya know. So, no, I'm not choosing the easy path."

"Why not? You could save yourself a lot of pain if you did."

"Because", Holly said, glancing at her friend out of the corner of her eye, "that's what heros do."

Then, total disarray broke lose.
A giant sundew erupted from the ground inbetween Willow and Hawthorn.
Dirt flew everywhere.
The sundew aimed it's tenacles at the snake around Willow's neck, never to be seen again.

"Yeah!", Holly yelled at it.
"That's how it feels!"

"How dare you!", Hawthorn cried.
Several tenacles had grabbed him as well, but Holly guessed he was fighting them off with his leafspeak.

Holly glanced at Cricket and saw with horror that Hawthorn was commanding a vine to coil around her neck.
She choked, trying to shake it off, but to no avail.

"Stop! Let her go!", Sundew yelled.
"I'm the trouble!"

"I know", Hawthorn said.
"But I can use you. Between you, Hawthorn, and maybe that pathetic worm", he tilted his head towards Mandrake, "we can spread across the jungle in less
than a few days."

"Not if I can help it", Willow said from above.
He looked up just a little too slow and too late, too tangled up in the Sundew to move much.
Willow impaled in the neck with an enormous thorn.
He died instantly.

A/N: I just finished watching the first Harry Potter movie; it was good buuuuuuuuuuuut. . . . . . . .

THEY SKIPPED LEE JORDAN'S COMMENTARY!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?

". . . . And quite an attractive girl too-"

"JORDAN!"

- Lee Jordan, Prof. Macgonagal, Harry Potter And The Sorceror's Stone (the book)

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