You know? I don't own Huntik!
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Once in Paris the Seekers reached the little hotel that the Foundation had rented for them. They left their luggage in their room and proceeded immediately to the Casterwill library. Sophie went in smoothly, but Lok crashed against the energy barrier created to protect the precious books from intruders. The girl noticed that she left her friends alone only a few minutes after she did and came back apologizing.
"Maybe I can do something for let you in…" she finally said, remembering that her friends were there only because she wanted to discover more about her family. "Maybe it can work…" she took the boy's hand and dragged him inside with all her force, before he could do anything to stop her. He only held his breath and mentally prayed. He felt a soft electric shock through his body and…
"Open your eyes, Lok!" Sophie was smiling in front of him.
"Correct intuition, but if it wasn't at this time my face…"
"I always have correct intuitions, Lok." she interrupted him. Then she put out a hand to Dante through the barrier.
"Thank you Sophie, but for the moment I don't follow you." the girl turned her expression and looked at him quizzically.
"Where are you going?"
"I have something to do. See you this evening in the hotel."
Then the Seeker turned and started to walk, but Sophie yelled to him something more: "The last time you left us without telling us what you were doing we ended in a lot of troubles, remember?" the man didn't answer but waved one hand, while the other one put his green sunglasses on his nose. The young Seeker stared at him offended, before she went inside with a gloomy look.
"Anything wrong, Sophie?" asked Cherit, who was on her shoulder for entering in the library.
"Nothing… I only have a bad feeling…"
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When Dante thought to be far enough, he pulled out a map from his pocket. He studied it attentively for a few minutes, then took a small, dark street. Guggenheim had entrusted him the mission to find the Titan Geveast, better known to the French with the name "Beast of Gévaudan". He had to accept it, albeit reluctantly. He had no intention of taking a new mission, especially not now that Sophie needed to find something about her past.
Anyway, the night before he had informed himself about that. Apparently the Titan belonged to a young and inexperienced Seeker with a weak will, who couldn't control it when he evoked; Despite this, the boy insisted and the Titan caused irreversible damage and numerous casualties, until it killed its own Seeker and was forced to return to his amulet, where it remained until then. Many people has deluded to have captured or even killed him, unaware that a Titan cannot be killed. Dante was struck by the fact that the Titan's attacks were aimed mainly to young Seeker and woman, almost as if it was a sort of revenge… but it that moment it didn't care a lot. His task was only to recover the amulet and avoid bond with him, because for the Foundation it was too dangerous. He stopped as he found tram stop, after walking the crowded streets of the Ville Lumiere. He got on the vehicle directed outside the city.
He mentally remembered the route he had to follow: get to the station, take the train and change at the fourth stop, get in Mende and from there begin to roam the countryside hoping for any trace of that Titan.
He laid his head back and closed his eyes, pressing both his temples. He was really tired. He didn't know why, but the latest events had wearied him and now he was just eager to return to Venice, take some time off and... yeah, see Zhalia again. Know how she was, if she's been able to control Butterflying, and just hear her voice... he opened his eyes and looked outside, thoughtfully. After some minutes the tram stopped in what he recognized as his destination. He went to the station's ticket office and bought the ticket.
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Hey I'm back again! Yeah, yeah, I know, a bit OOC, isn't it? But who said that this fic isn't going to be OOC? I don't! ;P
Ah, sorry for mistakes and similar...
