Ash: hi again guys, haven't really got anything to say apart from the fact that I can't believe I've got 10 chapters already. Eek ^_^
Disclaimer: don't own anything apart from my character
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The Trickster?
"Put me down, put me down, put me down" I said banging on the Trickster's chest. Sadly it didn't seem to have any affect, so I started to push against his nicely toned chest -Arrgghh why do I keep having these thoughts- but again to no avail. "Why can't you just put me down? And where are we going?" I whined at the Trickster.
"I've already answered your first question, and to your second it wouldn't be a surprise then would it?" he stated 'smartly'
"But you could at least let me walk, I have my own legs" I complained back,
"Yes, well we don't want you falling over some tree root would we? After all it gets very hard to walk here"
"but I –" the Trickster cut me off with a stare, to which I stared back at, I was not backing down, Trickster then let out a sigh.
The next thing I know I'm hanging over his shoulder with a nice view of his cute little backside, Arrgghh, again with these thoughts, what is wrong with me? Instead I ignored the heat rising to my cheeks and started pounding on his back, as well as kicking at his front. To stop me kicking he just clamped his arm over my legs tighter. My hitting his back didn't seem to bother him; in fact I think he was enjoying it like a massage. I give up. Deciding I was stuck like this I laid limp over his shoulder and watched the floor as he walked.
I could hear Trickster snickering when he realised I'd stopped; my reply was a "hmph" which caused a small chuckle.
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When we stopped the Trickster still didn't put me down, "when are you going to just put me down?" Instead he turned so I could see what he had been standing in front of. In front of us stood a gigantic oak tree. It looked about 300m tall, and had branches as thick as cars. I gapped up at the huge tree. Then twisting to look at the Trickster I asked "why did you bring me here?"
A mischievous smile crept across tricksters face as he replied, "I'll show you" and with that he took a running leap and jumped up the tree to the first branch which was about 6m in the air. I then gapped at him, and before he could say anything he said "please, I created this world" to which I shut my mouth and nodded. He then took off jumping from branch to branch, and at a very fast pace as well.
I wrapped my arms around Trickster's waist and squeezed my eyes shut; I did not want to fall at this height. I could almost feel the smugness pouring off of him. Geez a girl holds any guy tight and they become full of themselves, I rolled my eyes at him glad he couldn't see my face.
When we finally stopped I opened my eyes and let go of his waist. From my point of view I was looking down and I could see we were very, very high up. "Will you put me down now, pleeeaasse?" I asked him.
This time I got a smack on the ass, "that's for whining" he said, I could feel my blood boiling, then an idea crossed my mind and I had a very good advantage point.
I lifted my hand up and smacked him hard on the ass, "that's for no putting me down" I stated, his reply to this was to dump me on the tree branch and to stalk of to the trunk of the tree, to which he lent against, ignoring me. looking at him closer I could see a light blush colouring his cheeks, this made me laugh, then when I looked again he had the cutest pout on his face and his cheeks were slightly redder, this in turn caused me to have a smalle laughing fit sitting where I had been dumped. I guess no one's ever smacked him on the backside before.
When I opened my eyes after calming down from all the laughter I found the trickster staring at me in disbelief, which almost made me start again, instead I held it in apart from a small 'pffft', "I'm sorry, did I embarrass you?" I asked, to which he turned and stuck his nose in the air.
Finally I decided to get up because I had a numb bum from sitting on the hard branch of the tree. The branch we had stopped on was about 6 meters long and 2.5 meters wide. Standing up I looked at the view.
WOW! Was the only thing I could think of, it seemed this giant tree was the heart of the forest. In front of us about a mile or so away I could see a number of flags rising out of the trees; I guess that's where the stage is. About 2 miles beyond the stage I could see huge meadows full of grass and flowers, as well as a river winding through them, and beyond that a large expanse of aquamarine blue sea. To the left of me there was what looked fields of crops, and behind guessing going what was inland, were huge snow-capped mountings with icy plains before them. However when I looked to the right there was a huge black burn, scarring the land, at this my wonderment was replaced with a frown, the burn went as far as the eye could see and didn't seem to stop. "Trickster?" I asked getting his attention, when he looked at me I pointed to the burnt land, "What is that?"
The Trickster frowned and a sadness appeared in his eyes, "that was Crooner's way of declaring 'war'" he stated. "Oh" was all I could think to say as Trickster seemed to lose himself in his thoughts.
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We had been standing in silence for a few minutes when I saw grey out the corner of my eye. Turning, my eyes widened at the site of a great grey cloud of smoke rising from where the stage was meant to be. "Trickster!" he turned to me and I pointed at the smoke. In turn his eyes widened in shock and I'm sure I saw a hint of panic and fear pass through them.
"Get on my back" he said turning so his back was to me, wasting no time I quickly jumped on to his back and he held me piggy-back style. The next thing we're falling through all the branches, I squeeze my eyes shut and press myself tighter to him resting my head on his shoulder.
When we landed Trickster didn't hesitate and took off running, speeding through the trees as if I or the trees weren't even there.
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When we finally reached the stage I stared in horror. The bataclan and the gauzy material, as well as the trees surrounding the area were all covered in flames, curls of smoke rising from them. And skeletons. Skeletons were everywhere, on the stage, in the trees, on the bataclan.
Still on Tricksters back I felt his whole body tense beneath me. Sensing his rage I slipped of his back and stood to his side but still behind him. "Trickster?" I called him quietly, "Trickster?" I walked round to face him. His white eyes had turned black, and his multi-coloured suite began to change.
Trickster was now wearing a gold and read striped suite, and on his head his hat were the same colours as his suite, and he had a number of tentacle like appendages extending from the back of it. And his eyes, his eyes were black, and full of hate and anger. I knew right away this wasn't good.
"Trickster?" he looked straight past me, "Trickster!" still nothing. I walked to stand right in front of him; it was a stupid and dangerous thing to do, but I didn't care. Grabbing his face in my hands I repeated loudly, "Trickster! Get a hold of yourself" he stared at me and a single tear ran down his face. Oh Trickster. But I had, had enough, putting one leg back I brought my hand up and slapped him hard. My hand stung, I held it to my chest and tears streamed down my face, but not from my pain, from the Trickster's pain. But the white returned to his eyes, and he looked at me properly.
"Ayane?" he said shocked,
"Thank god, thank god your back" I whispered, his clothes hadn't changed back but he was 'normal' again. I watched as he put a hand to his cheek, it probably stung as much as my hand did.
"Did you slap me?" I nodded, "that's the second time you've hit me today" he stated, I smiled, but then I remembered the skeletons, turning I watched as they continued to cause havoc, but everyone was fighting back. Even Innocent was using his kite to hit the beings. Having enough of watching I ran forward before the Trickster could stop me, and began using my self-defence moves against them, smashing them to pieces. Thankfully against my suspicions they didn't put themselves together again. That's too many horror movies for you.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Trickster had whipped out a sort of wand which had a sphere covered with diamonds on either end. From the end of the wand a bolt of lightning seemed to strike whoever it was pointed at. That must have been what he used when he saved me from Crooner that first time.
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It was about 2 hours later since we had arrived back at the stage and I was just finishing beating the last skeleton to a pulp. SMASH! The thing fell to the floor in a pile of bones. Few. I stood their panting trying to get my breath back.
Turning I looked at all the damage. The bataclan's curtains where in shreds and were covered in burn marks, as was the railing, instruments etc. the gauzy material covering the backstage and frame work, was also ripped and torn, covered in burn marks and holes exposed the frame work beneath. The trees surrounding the stage weren't as bad but still had smoke stains and burn marks all up their trunks and branches, and their leaves were covered in a layer of soot. What a mess, how is anyone going to fix this?
I collapsed to the ground sitting with my legs out to the side of me. I heard soft footsteps behind me and I turned to find Innocent and Dog approaching me. Innocent's sleeper was all tattered and had a few scorch marks, and Dogs fur had black patches, and I could of sworn he had a slight limp. I held my arms to them and Innocent immediately hugged me, his small arms clinging to me, I wrapped my arms around him as he cried silently in to my shoulder. Dog stood to the side nuzzling Innocents cheek and then licking my face.
I felt a presence behind me and I turned my head to find Trickster staring down at us, an emotion I couldn't comprehend in his eyes. Turning back to Innocent I realised he had fallen asleep on me again, poor thing, with all these scary things happening I'm not surprised.
Standing up I faced Trickster and smiled at him weakly. "I'll go put him to bed, where's his room?"
The trickster started walking backstage not saying anything, when he was about halfway across the stage he looked over his shoulder and nodded his head to follow him. Understanding I followed silently after him with Dog at my side.
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Innocent's room was a sky blue and had little pictures of clouds on the walls, as well as a few shelves covered in toys and little keep sakes. Luckily nobody's rooms had been damaged since they were at the very back, too far away from the stage. Innocent had a little single bed in the corner of the room and his bed sheets were the same colours as his sleeper. And at the end of his bed he had a little wooden toy box.
Walking in to the room first Trickster walked to a wardrobe in the corner and pulled out a sleeper identical to the one he was wearing. Yeah, suppose we should get him out of these dirty clothes. Nodding I put Innocent down on the bed and removed his dirty clothes, then replaced them with the clean ones. Picking Innocent back up again Trickster pulled back the covers of Innocent's bed. I laid him down and Trickster tucked him, looking down at him with a loving smile. I guess Innocent was like a little brother to him. I smiled at the thought, and Trickster stared at me.
I looked at him, "what?" I asked him, he blinked and realised he was staring. I smiled at him and gave a small laugh walking out of the room. Trickster soon followed after me shutting the door behind him. "I think I'm gonna go get changed, then I'll come help clean up" at this the trickster smirked.
"You don't need to" he said calmly a small smile on his lips and delight in his eyes.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused,
"I'll show you he said walking back off towards the stage.
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Ash: ok that's it for today since its 11:40 and I have school tomorrow I hope you enjoyed and please review and continue to read