In Your Footsteps Adventure Time Novels & Stories

“Absolutely perfect.” I was still trying to remember how to breathe when I heard Footsteps. On stone. Getting closer. We scrambled apart just in time. Thank goodness. “What on earth are you three doing out here?”

Tonight, he wouldn't be coming home. Five years... It was time for the dream to end. I almost did fall for you, didn't I? That was close.

She steps behind her brother and grabs his arm. With a deep breath, I bound up into the air, thrusting myself backward, not forward. At the same time, I let my shoes fly, aiming for Opal’s face and hoping one of them misses Lex and hits Jacob. I throw them as hard as I can as I simultaneously spin around and take off running down the path toward the castle.

Jade opened her eyes, it was morning. The voice hadn’t come around, so she decided to continue her journey. She wasn’t sure where she was going to go. She just knew she had to move. She was afraid for her friends, but the voice told her they were still together, so they were safe. She wasn’t sure where she had to go, but she knew she had to figure out what they wanted her to learn. She had to trust in herself and learn from herself to figure it out.

Noah's Pov The path to Colin's home was a winding one, and with the wet ground, I almost went mud sledding. The slight hill that sloped down this shortcut was dangerously arched, yet low in a plateau. And I reached one foot at a time, feeling for solid ground, before I took any step.

"There's only one way to find out. Let's step through and see where this melody leads us." With a shared nod, the heroes approached the gateway, the haunting melody growing louder and more intense with each step. As they crossed the threshold, the world around them seemed to shift and warp once again, and they braced themselves for the journey that lay ahead—an odyssey through time and destiny, guided by the ethereal song that echoed in their hearts.

He stopped in the middle of the track and sniffed into the air and then a smile broke through on his handsome face. "Found you little mate, we are coming for you!" He smirked and started walking again, deeper and deeper into the Forrest. Meanwhile in the human world Ava runs as a made woman towards the stream which she follows until she finally sees their tent with her sister peacefully sleeping on her stomach with her earbuds in. Upon reaching her Betty woke up and looked up and removed her earbuds. "I thought you wanted to take a SHIRT walk, or did you get lost?" She smirked as Ava dropped down on the ground beside her trying to catch her breath and slow down her ragging heart beat.

With a groan I learn I have a four hour walk ahead of me. “Better get to walking.” I grumble out, heading west towards the direction of the pack. The forest is filled with the chitter of birds and rustling of leaves, the noise calming me down as I try not to think of the possibility of Rogues and Soulless in the area waiting in ambush for easy prey. Happy that I had worn a pair of white sneakers and not heels as the trek is rough with many roots above the ground. Every so often I will check my phone, making sure I am heading in the right direction and seeing just how much time has passed. By now I am tired and thirsty, in need of an ice cold glass of water. With only one and a half hours lef

Yet, the feeling's still there, and I can't shake it off. I take a few more steps forward, and suddenly, I want to change direction and go around the trail. I prefer to take the same old way, but if there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's to trust my gut feeling, and I won't ignore that today. I guess I'm lucky because I notice fresh footprints in the snow. I kneel to take a closer look. My attention is immediately caught by tiny, frantic-looking footsteps, apparently followed by two shifters.

"Ready for an adventure?" "Ready as I'll ever be," I muttered. We started hiking. Dad led the way, Carson behind him. I was in the middle, and the four brothers were spread out around me in this weird protective formation that felt more like surveillance. The first hour was quiet. Pretty woods, decent weather, no fighting. Too quiet. Something's going to happen. By hour three, Lysander had somehow ended up walking right next to me. "Does your feet hurt? I can carry you on my back." he asked.