Wylie pov:

Wylie stood on a human road, with noise blaring in his ears and the pollution burning in his nose. Judging from everyone else's face, they were going through the same, except Keefe and Fitz. He guessed they were used to the environment. 

They had leaped to the black swan crystal in the streetlights. It was a crystal and one of the sensors that sensed Sophie.

He was standing with Keefe, Fitz, Biana, Dex, Marella, Maruca, Stina, Linh, Sandor, Grizel and Ro. It took terrible efforts by Sandor to convince Bo not to come.

The elves were the people who fight the neverseen, i.e. the people of the prophecy. Sandor and Grizel and Ro were simply unstoppable forces of nature who could not be convinced to not come.

They were right now in the human country, India. He could not understand what people were saying. That was understandable, Wylie didn't speak English. 

From how Dex and Fitz was crunching their foreheads, they didn't understand anything either. 

"These people don't even think in English." Fitz grumbled.

"Why do you want to know what the humans are thinking? Just spread your mind for Sophie." Biana.

The plan was that they would come to the sensor and Fitz would try to track Sophie with his mind. The more closer they got, the more accurate the location would get. Because they couldn't possibly scour the entire area of seven million square kilometres that one sensor covered. 

Fitz scrunched his eyes, and then after a while put his finger on his temple.

"No go." Fitz said dejectedly.

Dex exclaimed,  "What do you mean no go? Sophie reached out to you halfway across the world, this is not even that far. And she wasn't even your cognate then." His voice rising by the end. 

A few humans turned their heads towards them, shook their head saying something like, "Aj kal ke bache..." and went away.

(Kids these days...)

Surprisingly, Wylie felt a similar protectivness for Sophie. She was like a little sister to him. 

"Woah, woah, woah. Let's not fight amongst ourselves, people. It will not get blondie back." Ro said. 

Keefe scrunched up his eyebrows and said, "To there." He pointed to the way down the road."

"How did you know?" Stina asked.

"I don't know." Keefe said shrugging.  (A/N: Its called love sweetheart. Jk, it's because of the connection Keefe has with Sophie, because of which he can sense her emotions without touching.)

Keefe pov: 

Keefe didn't know how he could sense Sophie. It wasn't a telepathic ability. He had been spreading his emotional range trying to feel the sense of Sophie's emotion center of the brain. It was a fat chance but he was going to take any chance that he was getting. 

And he sensed her. It was faint and she wasn't feel anything distinct. Just a drugged emotion. Dreamy. This gave him hope. Fitz may be her boyfriend, but Keefe's feelings were not going to vaporize off the air.

Surprisingly, he felt Sophie's mind inside the Earth, like she was underground, but he would be able to tell better if he was closer.

They started walking down the road. He kept connected to Sophie's brain. But it seemed too far. They could not find her across 7 million square kilometres with walking. He put on a more cheerful vibe in his mind and said,

"Guys, you are all idiots. Do you intend to walk all across that way? Use your common sense people. Good thing you have lord Hunkyhair with you. You guys couldn't do a thing without this baby."

It was actually a lie. Keefe was the most useless on this mission. Fitz could track Sophie and others could fight with their power. Why would they need a freaking useless empath in this? All he ever did was cause trouble. 

Wylie nodded. He being an elite student knew perfect use of pathfinder.

"How much farther that way do you think?" Wylie asked. 

Sophie's brain felt too far.

"About a hundred kilometres in that direction." He pointed in the correct direction. 

Wylie nodded and created a beam. Keefe went first with Ro. He had to keep his concentration on himself and Ro to not fade, but he didn't want to let go of Sophie's mind in the fear of losing it. 

He put a concentration blanket around himself and Ro, and kept his concentration on them as well as Sophie's mind and he stepped into the light beam. 

When they appeared, the first thing he did was secure his connection with Sophie. There was no way he was going to miss her, not when they were so close. And her mind seemed a faintest bit stronger, like she was closer.

It wasn't until he saw Ro look at him horrified that he saw down and realised that he had faded. It was nothing serious. Nowhere near what happened to Foster. He immediately scanned his eyes over Ro, making sure she was fine.

"Don't look at me like that, Hunkyhair. I am an orge, it will take more than your silly crystals to hurt me." She said wagging her finger at him. 

Keefe doubted it was because of that. He had wrapped more part of his concentration around her than himself. It was because she had a bigger body, nothing else. 

Fitz appeared behind him with Grizel.

His eyes widened at Keefe. "Keefe, dude, how did this happen?" He asked concerned.

"Oh, this is nothing. It will take more than a little fading to get down Lord Hunkyhair." He said waving his hand. He couldn't have them fussing about him when Foster was kidnapped.

"This is not a little fading." Biana said appearing behind him. Keefe jumped. 

"Can you not do that?"

"Don't try to change the subject. Besides, you are in your 4th year. How did you manage to fade?" Biana scolded. She could honestly be such a mother, sometimes. 

"I am fine, just faded a little while trying to keep my concentration on Foster's mind. Nothing I can't handle. I am batman after all."

"Stop joking around Keefe. And here." Wylie said as Maruca appeared from the leap. He moved his hand towards the light beam and some particles reappeared in his body. He wasn't completely covered yet, but it would do.

"You are lucky that Marella and Grizel are yet to come, so the light particles are still preserved in the beam. If I had come last, like previously decided, we would have to go to Elwin instead of Sophie." He said, "Are you still fine? Need to go back? We can continue without you." 

"Yeah, I know. No need to remind me."

"That's not what he meant, Hunkyhair. Now stop all that self-pitying and find your blondie." 

Keefe felt a change in Sophie's emotion. It went from sleepy and groggy to confusion to fear to realisation. Then it turned to determination. Keefe smiled. Foster was not giving up. And now that her emotions were awake and clear, he could tell roughly how far she went.

"Where now?" Marella asked, "Say fast, preferably before the human security arrive. We are on private property."

Keefe looked around himself. He was in some sort of lawn. There was a mansion in front of him. It was large, by human standards. It was about as large as Havenfield, but nowhere near as large as Everglen.

"High court of um, Eh-ma-da-ba-d, oh, Ahmedabad." Dex read. The same thing was written in what Keefe assumed to be the local language below it.

"What's a high court?" Stina asked.

"A place where minor human tribunals are held." Dex said, "So, Keefe where now?" 

Keefe focused on Sophie's mind. She seemed determined but wary. 

"About three hundred kilometres towards there." Keefe said.

Wylie nodded and spinned the crystal on his pathfinder.

"How do you do it?" Fitz asked, "I can't track her and I am her cognate." 

"Because you aren't me. And didn't I tell you? Team Foster Keefe will always be cooler." Keefe replied, realising he was doing the exact opposite of what Alden had told him to do. Wylie created the beam again and this time, unlike before, he let go of Sophie's brain, because he was confident that she was close enough to track again. 

Little did he know that it was going to be his biggest mistake on finding Sophie.

Author's note:

I have fallen in love with cliffhangers. 

Also, 100 reads? That's amazing. I never knew people were going to actually read my story when I published it. But miracles do happen. What do you guys even love so much in this? There are way better stories out there.