Hi Everybody,
All of you have my deepest apology for taking so long to update this story, but I was very busy with school (and I mean like super duper, ultra busy). I will try to update sooner depending on how much free time I have.
Room 21
"I can't believe this is happening," sighs Zhalia.
Lena had already left the room minutes ago, claiming how they all needed special weapons to go rescue Mike from his horrible attackers. Meanwhile, Dante and Sophie were both standing around the boy, acting as watchdogs as they waited for him to awake. So far, the night she had planned for drinking and relaxation had gone completely down the drain.
"What?" asked the curious Rahzel as she made herself comfortable in the only unoccupied bed left in the room. "Wait, before you tell me, let me just say that the only unbelievable thing that occur tonight is that we paid for a room for two, and now there's like five people in here, not including Lena of course."
"Crowded space is the least of our worry. Don't you know who that person is, he's THE Dante Vale, the Foundation's strongest seeker." whisper Zhalia as she motion to the man standing on the opposite side of the room.
"Wait, what?"
"Don't you remember the previous report from the Organization stating how he and his band of two miscreants were last seen around this area? Well that girl over there just so happens to be a Casterwill too. And the boy... really not so sure about him just yet, but maybe he's a seeker also."
"A Casterwill," said Rahzel in awe as her eyes widen.
"Hey, remember whose side you're on. There's nothing to be impress about a group of outdated seekers."
"Sorry, its just I always thought that they were extinct or something. But to meet one here of all places."
"You do understand what I'm saying, don't you?"
Rahzel face darken as the final piece of the puzzle fell into place.
"Okay, let me get this straight, he travels with a Casterwill, so that makes him Dante Vale, and Dante is the Organization's strongest enemy," said Rahzel softly as realization hit her. "Wait, why is he here!"
"Well that depends, who is this he you're talking about?" came a sudden deep voice.
The two females quickly turn around. Zhalia manage to hide her surprise behind a wall of calm composure, but she pray to god that Rahzel could do the same.
"Oh, hey Don- I mean Dante, oh um, we were just um, talking about...about...this ribbon!" shouted Rahzel as she tug free a shiny red ribbon from the bottom of her dress. "This one's my favorite you know, I um, love it SO much that I even gave it a gender and a name and everything."
Both Zhalia and Dante simply stare at Rahzel.
"She obviously can't," thought Zhalia as she observe her fluster companion.
"And when I discover how Rose, that the name I gave him by the way, somehow gotten so close to the ground, I freaked," said Rahzel as she viciously shook the ribbon in front of Dante's face. He could gotten dirty!"
Dante gave Zhalia a questionable look.
"She's just going through a phase," replied Zhalia meekly as she got up from her spot on the bed and stretch, signaling the end to the particular subject. "Now if I'm certain, Lena should be back with the weapons soon."
As if waiting for her signal, the door burst open, and the woman came in, dragging a large wooden chest into the room. With a muttered curse, Lena heaves the chest onto a nearby table and open it with a flick of her wrist. She proudly display the four swords nestle inside as if they were made of gold and jewels. The ordinary looking weapons were like clones of each other. All four had a long blade and a medium size hilt. The only noticeable difference was that they were color coded. One was yellow, the next one green, another one was black, and the last was blue. Sophie, caught up in the commotion, stood up from Lok's bedside and walked over to the nearest weapon. She silently picked up the green sword and turn to Lena.
"I would like to use this one," she said softly, hoping she would agree.
Lena gave a small nod.
"But of course, and the rest of you should follow her example too. Pick your choice of weapons."
Dante grab the yellow sword as Zhalia tried out the black one. Both seem to accept their newly found weapon as they put them into their sheaths.
"Well I guess that leaves the blue one for me," chirps Rahzel as she reach for the final unclaim sword.
Just as she was about to grab the handle, a little wave of blue electricity shot out of the blade. Rahzel give a yelp of surprise as she instinctively pull her hand back before she got shock. She quickly turn her hand back and forth, checking for any sign of injury before glaring back down at the weapon.
"Fine! I don't want you anyway."
"Guess you don't see that everyday," said Dante as he gaze at it curiously, "Never met a hostile blade before."
"I say we melt it down and turn it into a nice little necklace... Oh, or maybe a bracelet instead."
Acting as if it could understand, the sword emit another angry pulse of electricity, daring any to try such an act.
"Okay okay, I was just messing around," said Rahzel as she hold her hands up defensively and scooted back a few feet. "Can't take a joke can you?"
"This is a strange phenomenon," said Sophie as she join in, "I've never seen a sword act like this before, even if it is enchanted."
"Must be defected," sighs Lena as she close the lid to the chest, "Mike always buys the weirdest things from traveling merchants, may they will be useful or something. You think he would have learned his lesson when he bought that exploding pumpkin, but nooo."
"Can our weapons also shook out powers?" asks Sophie thoughtfully as she looked down at hers, "I can feel a slight aurora coming from mine, like its calling to me. "
"Why on earth would you want a sword that will shock you whenever you touch it?" question Rahzel. "Seems awfully inconvenient."
"I'm not talking about that, I wanted to know if mine could perform magical acts."
Lena paused, deep in thought before answering.
"I honestly don't know, Mike said he bought them because there was a two-for-one deal from the person who sold these to him, but I've never seen him use them, not even once," replied Lena with a little twinkle in her eyes, "but I'm sure you would find out when you use them."
"I can't wait," said Dante as he too felt a strange presence coming from his.
"What about you Captain, what's your opinion," ask Rahzel as she look up, expecting Zhalia to be standing a few feet away. Realizing that the mention woman was nowhere in sight, she turn back to the group.
"Captain is gone by the way, in case someone was wondering."
"What do you mean she's gone," said Sophie as she gaze around the room. She started to bend down to check underneath the beds,"I know she was here a few minutes ago."
"Where did she go?" ask Dante as he too started to check to look around.
The woman was indeed gone.
"Oh that Zhalia, always popping in and out," chuckle Lena, "she probably couldn't handle the boredom of us standing here talking about swords."
"She already started the mission," said Sophie with disbelief. "We haven't even cover procedures yet much less the plan."
"Yup, that sounds about right, Captain's not really a big fan on the whole you-do-this thing."
"So did she just teleported away, she could have just said something," mumble Sophie.
"Nah, she most likely went out that way," replied Rahzel as she pointed to an open window, "much faster in my opinion, setup for those type of spells takes forever."
"Well what're we waiting for," said Dante as he could barely manage to hold back a laugh. What an amusing woman. "I say we go join her."
"Well you and Sophie can go on ahead, Rahzel, you on the other hand can come with me," order Lena as she started to leave the room, "lets go fetch you a weapon, how does a nice crossbow sound? Just remember to always aim for the head."
With a nod Rahzel gave a little wave and follow Lena out.
"Come on, lets go follow that woman," said Sophie as she went towards the window. She couldn't keep the frustration from her voice.
She was about to jump out when she suddenly turn to look at Lok, the anger in her eyes were soon replace with worry.
"You know no one is forcing you to go," said Dante softly. He place a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "You can stay here and look after Lok."
Sophie shook her head after a moment of hesitation.
"No, I don't trust those two girls, but I know Lena and Mike are good people, people who need our help."
Without another word, Sophie lift herself onto the windowsill and jump down, surprising Dante, who's the one who usually takes the lead.
Chuckling, Dante prepare himself for the jump.
"What a night."
And that was an understatement.
Sooo...anyone missing Lok yet?
I thought about bringing him back in this chapter, but there wasn't enough room. Maybe in the next one.
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Lets have an awesome 2013!
