AN: Yes I know we all want to see what happens to Kale, but what about poor
Raine?
Disclaimer: Oh wow the levels I would add! Wheeee! But I don't own it. *sniff*
Lunatic Pandora1: I hope you don't break out the cardboard tube for this one, sorry it's so late. ^_^;;;
Za: Well It's not going to be finished for quite awhile so you'll have to keep on living. =^_^=
Fallen Paladin Shadow: I know it's late. Does this mean no club? *puppy dog eyes*
LadyJanos265: well if you want to know what happens to Zephon next, you'll have to wait another chapter. Sorry. ^_^;;;
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I reached up to claw at the hand, scrabbling frantically. There was a snarl and I was pressed back into a decidedly female form.
"I could kill you where you stand Human. You're lucky Dumah's support depends on us keeping you alive." I froze, shock overriding every other command my brain was giving. Umah? Umah was plotting against KAIN? Was she NUTS?! Kain would kill her! Like he had . . . before . . . Crap. I tried going limp to increase my weight, then mentally slapped myself as she continued dragging me down another empty corridor. Vampire, Duh!
She hauled me into a room the click of the key turning in the lock sounded like a cell door slamming. Her hand was still clamped firmly over my mouth, forcing me to breathe through my nose; this is why I will forever connect Moebius's appearances to the smell of nursing homes. You know? Like a hospital smell gone horribly wrong. I must have done something because Umah snorted.
"I agree with her. MUST you smell so rank?" The time streamer pulled himself up, and I realized that he wasn't tall at all. He was barely 5' 2". Kale would be pleased . . . If I could find her to tell her.
"I do not know WHAT you are blathering on about Umah." She made an exasperated noise and threw me forward. I am proud to say that I didn't sprawl at his feet . . . but I did trip and land near them, scrambling up once I'd regained the air I'd lost from hitting the flagstones. Memo to me, talk to Kain about carpeting.
"She knows about Zephon. Turel has become a liability." The old man waved a hand dismissively.
"We need him to topple Kain. Besides, she only a human." I ground my teeth. And just what did he think HE was?!
"Hey, Gramps, I don't appreciate being treated like I'm deaf. Dig?" I crossed my arms and glared at him like the cockroach he was. At least I attempted to. But trying to stare down a guy with no pupils is kinda hard. The next minute I was on the floor coughing and aching all over. I blinked tears out my eyes and looked up. The grin on his face was anything but friendly.
"I will make allowances since you are not of this world, but do not expect me to be this generous all the time." I felt like Sara from Labyrinth, so much that I wanted to quote her too. But I didn't.
"That was a weaker spell. They will increase in strength if you continue these transgressions. Do you understand?" I settled on just glaring at him. He seemed to take this as an assent, returning his attention to Umah.
"We need Turel's magic."
"Pah. If she discovered it how long until Kain becomes aware?" I stood up wobbling slightly.
"It is YOUR job to see that does not happen." My gaze landed on the door, the key was still in the lock . . . if I could reach it . . . a wrinkled hand grabbed my wrist and I felt like my stomach was trying to squeeze up through my nose. I closed my eyes trying to compose myself. When I opened them, Umah and the room were gone. And I was alone with one of the most dangerous men in Nosgoth.
"The jumping sickness should wear off eventually."
"You . . . bast-urp!" I closed my mouth and concentrated on not throwing up. His laugh was as evil as I remembered, and I wished in that moment that I could shove his staff up his butt . . . LENGTHWISE. I glared at him.
"Just you wait till, mmf! Kain hears about this. There won't be a hole deep enough for you to hide in." He smiles condescendingly at me.
"My dear, by the time ANYONE hears about this, Kain will be dead, Raziel with him. And I shall be free to exterminate all the remaining monstrosities." I shook my head, the nausea receding. Moebius was nuts, no two ways about it. I'd suspected it, watching Kale play Defiance, but now I knew for sure. Moebius had gone off the deep end.
"Dumah will turn on you, Umah to, and Turel will never stand for it!" He sneered.
"They cannot stop me, they are weak, divided." His grin sent little ice spiders jogging up my spine.
"It is easy to manipulate the simple minded." And then he disappeared. I don't mean slowly faded away disappeared, I mean there then gone disappeared! I finally took the time to look where I was, and was immediately impressed by its lack of a door.
"What the-?!" I looked around again, a bed, a table a chair, and a barred window. No door. I made my way to the window, growling as I banged my legs on the chair. The bars were too close together to let me get more then a hand out, and looking down I realized that even if I did drop anything, I'd be in serious risk of killing the person below me.
"The highest room, in the tallest tower. Moebius, you're sick. Clever, but sick."
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AN: Yes I know, long over due... *bows* Please forgive! I've been so busy with school and crud . . . I'm sorry if it's not good, but writing politics and mutinies is tough, I promise more action and gore in the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Oh wow the levels I would add! Wheeee! But I don't own it. *sniff*
Lunatic Pandora1: I hope you don't break out the cardboard tube for this one, sorry it's so late. ^_^;;;
Za: Well It's not going to be finished for quite awhile so you'll have to keep on living. =^_^=
Fallen Paladin Shadow: I know it's late. Does this mean no club? *puppy dog eyes*
LadyJanos265: well if you want to know what happens to Zephon next, you'll have to wait another chapter. Sorry. ^_^;;;
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I reached up to claw at the hand, scrabbling frantically. There was a snarl and I was pressed back into a decidedly female form.
"I could kill you where you stand Human. You're lucky Dumah's support depends on us keeping you alive." I froze, shock overriding every other command my brain was giving. Umah? Umah was plotting against KAIN? Was she NUTS?! Kain would kill her! Like he had . . . before . . . Crap. I tried going limp to increase my weight, then mentally slapped myself as she continued dragging me down another empty corridor. Vampire, Duh!
She hauled me into a room the click of the key turning in the lock sounded like a cell door slamming. Her hand was still clamped firmly over my mouth, forcing me to breathe through my nose; this is why I will forever connect Moebius's appearances to the smell of nursing homes. You know? Like a hospital smell gone horribly wrong. I must have done something because Umah snorted.
"I agree with her. MUST you smell so rank?" The time streamer pulled himself up, and I realized that he wasn't tall at all. He was barely 5' 2". Kale would be pleased . . . If I could find her to tell her.
"I do not know WHAT you are blathering on about Umah." She made an exasperated noise and threw me forward. I am proud to say that I didn't sprawl at his feet . . . but I did trip and land near them, scrambling up once I'd regained the air I'd lost from hitting the flagstones. Memo to me, talk to Kain about carpeting.
"She knows about Zephon. Turel has become a liability." The old man waved a hand dismissively.
"We need him to topple Kain. Besides, she only a human." I ground my teeth. And just what did he think HE was?!
"Hey, Gramps, I don't appreciate being treated like I'm deaf. Dig?" I crossed my arms and glared at him like the cockroach he was. At least I attempted to. But trying to stare down a guy with no pupils is kinda hard. The next minute I was on the floor coughing and aching all over. I blinked tears out my eyes and looked up. The grin on his face was anything but friendly.
"I will make allowances since you are not of this world, but do not expect me to be this generous all the time." I felt like Sara from Labyrinth, so much that I wanted to quote her too. But I didn't.
"That was a weaker spell. They will increase in strength if you continue these transgressions. Do you understand?" I settled on just glaring at him. He seemed to take this as an assent, returning his attention to Umah.
"We need Turel's magic."
"Pah. If she discovered it how long until Kain becomes aware?" I stood up wobbling slightly.
"It is YOUR job to see that does not happen." My gaze landed on the door, the key was still in the lock . . . if I could reach it . . . a wrinkled hand grabbed my wrist and I felt like my stomach was trying to squeeze up through my nose. I closed my eyes trying to compose myself. When I opened them, Umah and the room were gone. And I was alone with one of the most dangerous men in Nosgoth.
"The jumping sickness should wear off eventually."
"You . . . bast-urp!" I closed my mouth and concentrated on not throwing up. His laugh was as evil as I remembered, and I wished in that moment that I could shove his staff up his butt . . . LENGTHWISE. I glared at him.
"Just you wait till, mmf! Kain hears about this. There won't be a hole deep enough for you to hide in." He smiles condescendingly at me.
"My dear, by the time ANYONE hears about this, Kain will be dead, Raziel with him. And I shall be free to exterminate all the remaining monstrosities." I shook my head, the nausea receding. Moebius was nuts, no two ways about it. I'd suspected it, watching Kale play Defiance, but now I knew for sure. Moebius had gone off the deep end.
"Dumah will turn on you, Umah to, and Turel will never stand for it!" He sneered.
"They cannot stop me, they are weak, divided." His grin sent little ice spiders jogging up my spine.
"It is easy to manipulate the simple minded." And then he disappeared. I don't mean slowly faded away disappeared, I mean there then gone disappeared! I finally took the time to look where I was, and was immediately impressed by its lack of a door.
"What the-?!" I looked around again, a bed, a table a chair, and a barred window. No door. I made my way to the window, growling as I banged my legs on the chair. The bars were too close together to let me get more then a hand out, and looking down I realized that even if I did drop anything, I'd be in serious risk of killing the person below me.
"The highest room, in the tallest tower. Moebius, you're sick. Clever, but sick."
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AN: Yes I know, long over due... *bows* Please forgive! I've been so busy with school and crud . . . I'm sorry if it's not good, but writing politics and mutinies is tough, I promise more action and gore in the next chapter.