Ch 7 No Air-Darkness begins
Jackle and Cassandra floated down to the deck, unduelizing and splitting apart. Cassandra just stood there for a second, trying to get used to the feeling of walking again. After all that flying it was as if she forgot how to walk. As she re-entered the house Cassandra stopped. Jackle wasn't following.
As she turned back to Jackle she noticed him reaching out in the air, as if looking for something. His eyes were closed peacefully as he continued groping at the air.
Cassandra tried not to giggle at that very moment.
Oh I get it! You're not a Jester you're a Mime! She wanted to say that to his face so bad, but she bit her tounge and watched as Jackle continued on in his strange trance.
Jackle then suddenly stopped, as if he'd found what he was looking for, holding it…..invisibly in his hands.
Jackle paused as Cassandra watched and suddenly a tapping sound began. The sound of a drum….?
Cassandra just watched as the beat Jackle was making with his 'invisible instrument' sped up. She tilted her head to the side as Jackle continued to play, tapping her foot along to the beat. This was interesting….and now the beat was going even faster, she couldn't even keep up.
As Jackle seemed to finally reach his climax of the song, he sneered and ended it. Opening his eyes slowly.
"….." Cassandra just stared. "Jackle what was that?"
"That was awesome that's what it was."
"NO! I mean…yeah it was cool but you were making music with NOTHING! How'd you do that?" Cassandra raised an eyebrow.
"Maaaaaaagic~ As my other brothers play musical instruments I do too. Mine's a bodhrán. Or a Celtic drum as you might know it as." Jackle smirked floating past Cassi. "And it's been FOREVER since I've played! It was fun to pull that old thing out again."
"….." Cassandra just sighed. "Well you're really good at it….."
"Why thank you." Jackle said quietly as he floated inside.
Cassandra looked back at the beach. It was so nice, especially after she'd just experienced how to fly.
…..But….
Something felt…off. Like something was wrong.
Cassandra looked around and then went inside, not seeing a faceless, shadowy figure appearing in the background behind her.
Cassandra closed the sliding door and went over to the couch, plopping down in it.
"Muuuuuuuuuuuh"
"What's with the funny sounds?" Jackle murmured in snickering confusion.
"I have homework…" Cassandra answered, her voice still muffled.
"What's that?"
"It's stupid that's what."
"…So I can eat it then?"
"NO!" Cassandra shot up, looking at Jackle.
I mean….he could but how would that excuse go…?
'Cassandra where's your homework?'
'A flying jester ate it.'
At least it would sound original….
"Well….you can do one thing for me." Cassandra looked at Jackle.
"What can I do for you m'lady~?" Jackle mocked, speaking in a butler-ish british accent.
"…." Cassandra just stared at him for awhile before shaking her head. "Never mind. Just stay out of trouble and don't destroy stuff ok? I need to get my work done."
"D'AAAAAAW! But that's BOOOOOORIIIIING!" The orange jester whined, flying around Cassandra. "I wanna do somethiiiiiiiiing. Let's do something fuuuuuuuun!"
"AFTER my homework!" Her ivory green eyes flashed at Jackle as she got up and went to the stairs, leading up to her room.
Jackle just pouted, floating to the window and looking outside. 'Ah well. We can keep this ruse up a bit longer….but soon everything is going to get…very difficult…' The jester thought and frowned. It was coming…..he could sence it.
A loud scream and slam snapped Jackle out of his thoughts. He turned, waisting no time to wonder and spead off and up the stairs to Cassandras' room. The door was closed and there was a sound of struggling inside the room.
"Cassandra?" Jackle yelled as he tried to open the door. The door knob jiggled but the door didn't open.
There was also, no answer from Cassandra.
Jackle narrowed his eyes in anger and flipped his cape with one of his floating hands, a barrage of cards flying out and ripping the door apart. Jackle then preceeded to float inside, only to see a faceless creature holding Cassandra to the window by her neck.
"J-Jackle!" Cassandra choked as she kicked at the creature.
Jackle glared at the creature, then reached out and pointed at the creature.
"You get no warning Gommes." He smiled wildly as he spoke. "You've already invoked my wrath."
Cassandras' eyes widened. This creepy thing….was a Gommes? What was….the real name….? Eraser! That's right! The things she and Jackle were supposed to-!
The Gommes held Cassandra infront of itself, as if to use her as a shield.
"AH!" Cassandra yelped.
Jackle continued his crazy grin. "If you think that will stop me you're quite wrong…~"
Jackle cackled, disappearing and dashing through Cassandra. He then preceeded to grab the gommes by the neck and lift it, forcing it to drop Cassandra.
Cassandra fell to the ground and yelped again. She then looked back at Jackle, who by now had just slammed the 'Gommes' into the wall.
"As I said…" Jackles hand glowed. "You've invoked my wrath."
A slice of it's neck ended it and the gommes disappeared into a card held up by Jackle.
"….." Cassandra sat on her knees, choking and stunned. "Jackle…..what…..was that thing….?"
Jackle turned towards Cassandra coldly, a gleam of anger in his deep sea blue eyes.
"And you've already forgotten?" He growled at her through clenched teeth.
Cassandra stared, shrinking back slightly at his growl. He was very….upset. She'd never seen him angry to this extent.
As Cassandra glanced away she spotted the remains of the door. Slivers and splinters of her oak door were spewed across the floor.
"Those…" He finally spoke again. "Were Erasers Cassandra. Gommes. You can't tell me you've already forgotten."
"I haven't!" Cassandra yelped to him shakily. "I-I was off guard ok. Give me a break…."
"They won't." He turned towards her, glaring. "So why should I?"
"…" Cassandra looked down and away. He had a point….but he was scaring her.
She was attacked….and Jackle seemed to not even care that the Eraser tried to use her as a meat shield. He just…..charged on through like she was nothing.
"…" Jackles eyes wandered to her neck, noticing tome tentacle shaped bruises forming. "…." Jackle floated over to her, placing his hand on her neck gently.
Cassandra jumped at his touch, looking right at Jackle.
"You're hurt huh…..?" Jackles voice was calmer now. "Pity at that. Sorry I didn't get here before it happened."
Cassandra was quiet as she stared back at Jackle. Despite his outer appearance…he was very kind. Cruel but kind.
"Jackle….?"
Jackle averted his eyes from her neck to her eyes. "Hm?"
"…..Thank you."
"….." Jackle was quiet as he took his gloved hand off her neck.
"Be more cautious….." He floated to the window quietly.
"And you're welcome…"
