The trio of heroes walked through a narrow cave in semi-silence. "Are you sure Wade said it was here?" Mercy whispered. It was so delicate that a single shout could make the cave collapse; a perfect place to hide a jewel. Mercy wore black jeans while the other two wore dark brown, all their shirts dark colors. Taking off her sunglasses, she cursed the darkness around them.
"Yes, I'm positive." Kim replied, glancing at the girl behind her.
"Is it just me or is the cave growing smaller?" Ron questioned, neither replying for the answer was obvious. They got on their knees and crawled through the hole like cave.
Just when the feeling of claustrophobia started to over take Mercy, they reached the end and crawled out. There was but one ray of light but it was bright enough to show the glittering diamonds on the wall. "Wow…" Ron muttered softly.
"Well let's find the banana shape jewel…" Mercy growled softly, tossing her dirt covered hair behind her shoulder. The walls were caked with dust, dirt, and rocks. While the ray of light lit up the area, it didn't show everything. For all they knew, there could be holes or traps.
Halima rested snuggly in Mercy's oversized pocket attached to her jeans. She poked her head out and "ooh"ed at the glittering cave. It felt like an hour had passed before the literally dirty blond noticed something. "Hey um…this cave was hidden for thousands of years, right? Then…why is there a hole giving us light?"
Suddenly a voice nearly forgotten spoke up from a dark corner, "That would be my doing." Out of the shadows and into the light stepped Monkey Fist!
Mercy felt her face heat up when she saw him. Remembering she had taken off her glasses, she hid in the dim light and watched Kim exclaim something quietly. As she heard the monkey ninjas attack, she quickly tried finding what they needed. Her gloved hands searched the wall, feeling for anything crescent shaped.
Without warning, a hand grabbed hers and she yelped in surprise, feeling her heart race. Halima cried out, chitterling in her own language. "I see those thorn wounds are better…even your wrist is healed! Your beauty is still preserved…for now." Monkey Fist's voice gave away his smug grin. Mercy felt herself blush again, wincing at his vice like grip.
"I'm touched that a villain cares." She said sarcastically through gritted teeth. When he pulled her closer, she lost her footing and fell against him. As much as she hated to admit, he had strong arms…and what felt like a six-pack. "Release me!" She growled slightly out of fear, remembering how this man once threatened to shove her over a bridge.
A chuckle is what she received. Hoping it would work, she stepped on his foot and, while falling back, put her foot on his stomach so she threw/kicked him into the light. "You're getting better." He commented as he stood. "But I am still the best."
Mercy said nothing. They all were trying to fight as quiet as a mouse. Turning on her heel, she desperately felt the wall. Suddenly she felt herself be thrown in the middle of the room. Halima, understanding what was going on, grabbed the sunglasses and placed them on her master's face. Mercy stood and put her fist up, trying to find Monkey Fist. She needed the glasses because she was drenched in light but it made it so difficult for her to see through the shadows and outlines. When she turned, a fist slammed into her face, the sunglasses flying to the ground.
Holding her bloody nose, faintly impressed by his abnormal strength, she ran and slid in hope of grabbing the item. A monkey like foot stomped on the glasses, making her gasp and try to run, getting pinned to the ground instead.
Mercy struggled to be free, wondering why she cared about what a villain thought about her. Her hair found its way out of her ponytail, covering her pale horror stricken face. Monty pinned her arms above her head while grasping her chin, freezing her by a simple touch. His cold eyes met her panic hypnotized indigo eyes. Letting go of her chin, he lightly caressed the cars under her eyes which turned white as she blushed darkly.
"So this is what you've been hiding…what about your hands?" He mused.
As soon as the words registered in her mind, she turned and sunk her teeth into the arm that trapped her limbs. He let out a rather loud shout of shock at the unexpected action, releasing her to nurse his wounded arm. They all froze to hear the cave shake; Monkey Fist had caused it to start to collapse. As everyone panicked, Mercy slid away and searched the last section of the wall. With a gasp and a smile, she grabbed the shining jewel and turned. Suddenly a large rock slammed on her head, sending her into the ground as an unconscious heap of limbs.
Ron and Kim escaped through the hole in the ceiling while Mercy lay there half aware of what was happening, listening to Halima chatter. Besides feeling dirt fall on her face, she felt arms carry her. Next thing she knew, a hand was caressing her face.
When she opened her icy blue eyes, the first thing she saw was the sun. The second thing was… "Monkey Fist!" She whispered, her head pounding. He hesitated before standing.
"Where's the jewel?" He questioned, not realizing Halima had taken and hidden both the new and old one.
"Don't have them…" She stated as she sat up, looking for her friends. Surely they wouldn't have left without her!
She felt his hand grasp her hair, tugging harshly so she was forced to stare into his eyes. He had meant to threaten her but when he looked into her eyes…his rage evaporated.
"Let go of her!" They heard Kim's shout before seeing her kick him into a tree. As they ran off, Mercy couldn't resist looking back; just to make sure he was okay.
"Are you sure you are okay, Messy-Mercy?" Kim asked for the twentieth time as they sat at the back of Beuno Nacho. She had claimed she worried of Monkey Fist seeing them when in reality she meant the mob. Making sure her hair covered her naked eyes, she shrugged.
"Yes already!" Her head still hurt but that was to be expected. The need for a shower was great but she ignored it, even ignored the patch of dirt on her face. Halima sat on the table next to her, "oohing" and "awing" when the jewel glittered in the light. "So…the emerald banana and the onyx one…Wade find anymore?"
"Not yet, he said there's not a trace after this." The cheerleader explained while eating a salad. Mercy had just taken a bite of her nachos when she glanced at the window, nearly choking when the black car passed by slowly.
"Shit! I have…homework to do! Bye! Take care of Halima for tonight Kim!" She shouted as she sprinted outside, going the opposite way the car went. She had to make sure everything in her house was intact.
As she walked down her street, she thought of Monkey Fist. Why had he stopped when he got close? And why did her heart flutter when she saw him? Why did she care if he saw her scars? When she walked into her home, she sighed in relief; everything was fine.
Grabbing a cold banana nut muffin from the jar, she took out a soda and sighed once more. She'd have to stay away from Kim until she was normal; Kim wouldn't stop questioning her. Something was wrong…not physically but emotionally.
Taking a bite, she walked into the living room and screamed, dropping her unopened soda. Monkey Fist sat on her couch with a smug smile.
Kim and Halima walked through the park alone to get to her house faster. She had read and re-read the old book almost a thousand times but nothing else mentioned what they needed. Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she saw a piece of paper stuck under a bench. Grabbing it, she read it and gasped.
Finally he decided to test them both. Whoever could give him the most beautiful gift would be the one he gave his heart to. Seven suns and moons set before they created their treasure. Because Mikira lacked the heat from the burning sun, she could not produce as much melted gold objects as her rival could. So she dug through the caves she owned, climbed the tallest mountains she claimed, and roamed past all the animals living in the jungle she possessed. Her search had a purpose; to find three beautiful jewels.
The first was green; the jungle. The second was blue; the sky covering the mountains. The third was black; the caves. These three showed how far she would go for the Kachada, who she loved dearly.
On a waxing crescent moon, they met under a tree on Mikira's region. Nina uncovered a carriage load of gold objects which sparkling brightly in the moonlight. Mikira held out her hands and showed three jewels. No matter what passionate speeches were made, Kachada chose the woman with more riches; Nina.
Heartbroken and enraged, Mikira told her loyal subjects to attack their lands. The war raged on and the North had to surrender, rumors of their leader now lived in the South with Nina. She locked away the three jewels to her heart, her love, and her power. As soon as her jewels were locked away, she destroyed her land and preserved her mind while her body rot away in loneliness.
It is said that these three jewels together guide the person to her unknown grave. Whoever, if ever, unlocks her grave, they will have enormous power. Mikira's spirit would destroy or/and control the world.
Okay, I had to post the end of the story because it…um…dunno, just wanted to. Lol, I have half the next chapter written and it involve a lot of Monkey Fist and Ron XD 5 reviews.
