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Sorry peoples! OKAY LOOK, I CAN EXPLAIN - Well, sort of. I didn't update 3 weeks ago because, my family got into a lot of drama. The week after that, we had a bunch of thunderstorms, hail, tornadoes, etc. then, the week after that (last week), we had even MORE drama. Then, finally, I manage to update. ;-;
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"I see you've brought him to me."
Rago's dark, menacing voice echoed melodramatically as Haku stepped into his stronghold timidly. Evil laughter followed the words, and Haku brought Tsubasa closer to her chest as if to protect him. She regretted what she'd done; and now, she was going to have to fix it.
"Don't hurt him, Rago." Dynamis interrupted softly, blue eyes full of exhaustion from training all day. "He hasn't done anything to you."
"You're too soft, Dynamis." Rago answered irritably, eying Haku as he spoke. "He's the prince of the clan I hate. The clan I despise. So, why then should I spare their prince? Perhaps I should show them how it feels to see their prince hurt and abused."
Haku's eyes widened and she quickly shook her head rapidly. "No no, you can't! They've changed."
Rago and Dynamis eyed Haku curiously, waiting for her to go on. For a brief moment, the girl felt her confidence slipping. She hated it when people who had no problem killing her if she said the wrong thing was waiting for her to speak. It was all too familiar for her. But, one look at the boy in her arms and she continued.
"The people there are wonderful." Haku said with a soft smile. "They were kind to me and welcomed me with open arms. Even though they were slightly suspicious, they gave me food, drink, and a roof over my head. And even trained me in certain skills."
She frowned, troubled. "I know that you were hurt in the past, Lord Rago...but it wasn't by the hands of these people. The ones long ago were foolish and bloodthirsty, as we were too. But their village has changed for the better. But ours..."
"Enough."
Haku's blue eyes widened worriedly. Had she said the wrong thing? She'd almost called their village foolish! Of course, she'd always been a vocal person and would say her beliefs no matter what. Just then, Tsubasa's eyes flickered open.
"What are you doing here?!"
Sheika's tone caused everyone to shiver in fear. Although not the main antagonist in their mind, he was something short of a side kick. Sheika had supposedly had a rather...gruesome past shared with this man, so she didn't think well of him. No one did. They'd heard about his acts of treachery and hated him immediately.
However, there were those who didn't know who he was yet.
"What a cruel way to greet me." The male voice spoke, almost giggling with deranged glee. "I'm assuming some of you don't know me, right?"
After some nodded, the shaded figure smiled though no one could see him. "Well then. For now, I won't tell you what my real name is. Just called me... Hiroto, alright?"
"Why are you acting so 'laid back'?" Kisea questioned suspiciously, eying the figure with hesitation. If Sheika didn't trust someone, she most certainly didn't. The crimson haired woman sometimes over reacted, but never had she spoken with such hatred; even towards Haku, she used a softer tone.
"Because." 'Hiroto' shrugged and twirled a piece of his hair around a finger. "There isn't any reason for me to be tense. For the moment, all seems well, right?"
"No, all is not well." Sheika growled and bowed her head, as if thinking something over. Finally, she raised her head and looked the young man in front of her in the face. "And we're going to need your help."
"And why should I help?" The voice asked with mock curiosity, once again curling a piece of his hair. Sheika growled and walked away, knowing she'd just explode if she furthered the conversation.
"Because it involves your brother." The young woman sighed, turning back around and staring at the mysterious person. "And I'm sure he could use your help right now."
"What's wrong with him?" For once, the mysterious person sounded serious and worried.
"I know Dynamis is loyal to Rago, but due to a friendship, not his position." Sheika answered reluctantly, walking back over to her group and standing in front of them once again. "Rago's beginning to force him to train, though Dynamis would never call him that."
"How do you know about this?"
She rolled her eyes and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear casually. "Just some magical assistance from a little friend of mine. Now, are you going to help us free Tsubasa, and help us free your brother?"
"But what if you get caught?" The figure asked solemnly, sounding genuinely concerned over their well-being. "Rago's merciless when it comes to his enemies."
"And that's exactly why we need to hurry up and get there!" Sheika snapped, tears sparkling in her eyes out of stress. This 'argument' had gone on long enough. "Because who knows what he might do to him!"
"I understand." 'Hiyoto' sighed and seemingly took a step forward, though it was hard to tell with all of the fog behind him. "I'll help, I suppose. Would you like me to get my friends to help?"
"That would be great." Kisea said quickly, knowing Sheika was a little too prideful to admit they needed the help of those beneath them. Or so she said, anyway.
"Well then. I'm off."
And, just like that, the mysterious figure was gone. Kisea and Sheika looked at each other before nodding, bounding after him. The rest of the group stood silently still, no one speaking whatsoever.
Finally, Ryuga broke the silence. "Perhaps it's wisest I tell you all his name."
"It would help things feel less awkward, that's for sure." Kayley added with a sigh, still missing Tsubasa. The boy had begun to grown on her. As Sheika towards Tsubasa or Kisea towards Kyoya she felt sisterly and protective towards Tsubasa, although she couldn't fight much.
Ryuga sighed and sat down as if he planned to say something much longer than a name(1). "There's a bit of a story behind him, which I might as well explain first."
"A long time ago, he was the prince of his clan. His father and mother, Higito and Akane(2), were the kind and gentle rulers. But soon, his clan rebelled against their king and queen, and the family had to flee. The parents, much like Tsubasa's, disappeared, leaving their son to fend for himself."
"Now I can understand why he's a little bit..." Gingka paused, trying to find a more polite word. "...tipsy, I guess. He's been through a bunch of stuff, so I don't blame him."
"So, what's his name?" Bao asked curiously, yawning with exhaustion. He'd just finished preserving certain food supplies and it had taken up a good amount of his time.
"Well..."
"Hiyoto" is the name of my Japanese friend's brother, so there's no meaning behind me naming the mysterious person it for now, so in case you thought it was a clue..it ain't.
(1) He should've said TikiTikiTimboNoSarimboChariBariRuchiPipPeriPimbo.
(2) Akane is my name in Japanese. ;3 Is it not fabulous? Yup, it's not fabulous.
Wellllll, I'm too lazy to do a legit author's note. ;-; But, before I go, I just wanted to tell you guys that Taylor Swift's mother has cancer and I'd appreciate it if you all prayed for both her and Taylor. Thank you!
Please review, but no hate. I'm twelve years old and my native language is French, not English.