Amends (Short Story by Isabella Gray)

Isabella Gray, Staffer

Callissa Quinn was considered a hero in her town. She saved the world time and time again from Ana, an evil enchantress from another dimension. She never knew, however that the hardest part of her job as a hero would come down to this moment…

“Just hang in there, alright? I’m gonna get you to a hospital!” Callissa said as she hopped into the front seat of her car. Never in a million years did she think she’d be saving the life of the one person she hated most. She looked into the back seat where she had laid the wounded enchantress. “Are you hanging in there?”

“Why are you doing this for me?” Ana managed to say, while clutching the bleeding wound on her stomach.

Callissa thought for a moment as she adjusted the mirror: why was she doing this? “Because…It’s just the right thing to do, I guess. Now hang on.” Callissa quickly started up the car and pulled it out onto the road. Her foot slammed down on the gas so hard, she couldn’t care about speed limits now. Not when there was a life in danger. She had no idea what came over her in that moment when she saw Ana collapse. It may have been the realization of what she had just done that caused her to jump into action. For reasons she couldn’t explain, she felt guilty and so she had to save her. If she could.

“Don’t go so fast! You’re making the pain worse!” Ana complained.

“I’m trying to save your life! If you don’t like that, I’ll gladly pull over and leave you on the side of the road to die!”

“Fine with me! I never asked you to save my life!”

“I never asked you to ruin mine!” That was the last straw. Callissa pulled the car over and hit the breaks. “Get out!”

Ana didn’t move, she stayed lying on her back.

“I said get out!” Callissa yelled.

Ana shook her head and Callissa noticed tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Why are you crying?” Callissa asked, suddenly confused.

“You could never understand. You call yourself a hero but all you see is what people are, not why they are,” Ana sniffled.

“I don’t get it.”

“Exactly! I never came to this world to hurt anyone, but you just had to assume! My kingdom was in shambles when I left. We had been leading a revolution. I needed to come here to get the tools we needed to stop the invaders and every time you were in my way!” she said.

Callissa contemplated for a moment. “I’ve never thought of it that way.”

Ana shook her head and looked up at the ceiling of the car. “You usually don’t. Now it’s too late, I’m going to die and my kingdom will forever be at war.”

Callissa reached into the seat next to her and handed a towel back to Ana to stop the blood.

“Thanks,” Ana said as she pressed the towel against her stomach. “You know, the world isn’t separated into good and bad people.”

Callissa laughed as she started the car back up again. “Seems that way to me.”

“Sometimes people just do the wrong thing for the right reasons….argh!” Ana cried, pressing the towel down even harder.

“What? What is it?” Callissa yelled, trying to maintain focus on the road.

“My magic is fading, I’m not gonna be able to keep myself stable any longer!” She groaned.

Callissa’s heart began to race as thoughts swirled through her head. She had to figure out something and fast. She looked at navigation, 10 minutes to the hospital. She knew she could make it, she had to make it. Her eyes kept glancing at Ana in the mirror who’s condition was dropping fast, so she acted in the only way she could. “Ana, how did you get your magic? Were you born with it?”

Ana groaned. “I know what you’re trying to do Quinn and there’s no point.”

“Oh come on! We’re only 9 minutes away from the hospital and I know that when you’re all healed we’ll be back to being enemies.”

Ana shut her eyes and sighed. “We don’t have to be enemies I guess….I mean….Since you…..Since you saved me….and all….maybe we could….make…amends…..” Just then, Ana lost consciousness.

“Ana? Ana? Wake up! Come on just stay awake Ana! Don’t do this come on!” Callissa yelled from the front seat. Then there was another problem, the car slowly came to a halt right in the middle of the road. “No, no, no! This cannot be happening!” Callissa looked at the gas gauge and saw it was now at empty.

“WHY?” Callissa banged her head against the steering wheel in pure anger. That’s when she remembered she had one more option. She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed, 9-1-1.

Buzz. Buzz.

“Hello, 911 what’s your emergency?”

“Well, you see…”