Synopsis:
What happens when a seemingly innocent threat takes a step too far?
Authors ramblings: it sucks. rated T for 2 uses of mild language.
*BOOM*
Lewis heard a crash and the smashing of glass as the crystal chest Duncan was holding suddenly hit the ground like a thousand plates falling from a shelf,
"Dammit, Duncan!" he yelled.
"No…" Duncan whispered. He started to fly in the direction of Blackrock hold,
"Duncan!" screamed Simon, "get back your arse back here! There's work to do! Jaffas to make! You need to-"
"He's gone, friend. I think there's something he needs to do; something important"
"What could be more important than making Jaffas?"
"Who else on this island could set up an explosive like that?"
"Good point…" He reasoned, and in a small voice added, "Sjin or Rythian?"
"Well he flew over there," Lewis motioned to the vague direction of Blackrock, "so I guess Rythian."
*ZOEYS P.O.V*
"Ah it's beeping! Fishton, it's beeping! Fish- Oh.. Ah…I-Oh…. Ah.. Oh… Crikey! Rythian! It's a shame Rythian's not here…. Rythian, I miss you. Rythian, I need you right now- nuke's about to explode. Rythian-"
*BOOM*
As I lay there in the rubble, all I could here was the intense ringing in my ears that seemed to be both deafeningly loud yet eerily silent at the same time. I blinked a few times and as my vision came into focus, i could just make out a small shape in the corner of my eye. As the shape got larger I realized it was coming towards me. A sudden wave of hope surged over me and I prayed silently that this shape was a person who could help me. I tried to speak, to call for help, but when I opened my mouth to speak, a dry rasping sound came out. I realized that I wouldn't be shouting or even speaking any time soon so I lay and waited.
As the shape came closer still, I realized that it was indeed a person, though not one I had intended to see so soon. It was Lalna.
I was torn up inside- on one hand I needed help. Now. But on the other hand, I couldn't ask him for help and trust his to keep his word. No, I would get out of this myself. I tried to move my right arm but horror struck me, as I realized, "it's gone," I whispered in a hoarse voice. Now I had no choice but to be helped by him.
I was about to try to call out to him, when I saw something unexpected. He started to walk left; towards the shore. I followed his gaze until my eyes fell upon another shape. Except this time it wasn't just a shape.
It was Rythian.
Ooohhh… cliff hanger. Thanks for reading. Sorry it's so bad lol feedback welcome (especially criticism).