CHAPTER 10
Densimo: The…Big…Yellow…Chicken!
Upon entering the city, a greenish Orcon came up to them and said, "Hey, Wannabe! Last night, the Drakyr came here to Orcoth looking for you!" He narrows his eyes. "To top it all off, a Drakyr ended up injuring one of our friends." He folds his arms. "If you wanna be killed by a Drakyr, that's your business. Just leave us Orcon out or it!" He turns and walks away.
Darc heads down the stairs and is stopped by a blue Orcon.
The Orcon says, "Hey, wannabe! You're the one, aren't you?!"
"Huh?" says Darc, stepping back.
"Hmm…" says the Orcon in thought, "it sounds like you're not the guy after all. Seems humans have managed to sneak into Orcon territory." He narrows his eyes. "I thought for sure you brought the humans here to betray us Deimos."
Darc turns away and heads into the Arena, but is stopped by Zugalo and Zoram.
"You're in my way," says Darc, calmly. "I have to speak with Densimo." He narrows his eyes. "Move."
"H-hey!" says Zugalo. "Don't just bandy his name about like that!"
"Watch your mouth, you stinking wannabe!" growls Zoram. He smirks. "What could someone like you have to say to Densimo?"
Delma steps out from behind Darc, looking really pissed.
She stomps her foot and says, "I've got to talk to him!"
"D-Delma!" squeaks Zugalo.
"Oh, well, sure, no problem!" says Zoram. "Why didn't you say so?"
"My brother's inside, right?" asks Delma.
"Yes, yes, of course he is!" says Zoram.
He and Zugalo walk back into the Arena.
Darc and Delma follow.
They walk past the entertainment and head straight up to Densimo, who is sitting on his throne as usual.
"Hey, bro…" says Delma.
Densimo looks at her and says, "Oh, Delma. Those two told me all about you." He glances at Darc snidely. "Seems you've been hanging out with this Deimos wannabe lately."
Delma shakes her head and says, "Darc's no wannabe! He's one strong guy." She smirks. "You just tell me what's wrong with joining up with strong comrades!"
Densimo laughs.
"Gah ha, ha, ha! A Deimos wannabe, strong?" He smirks. "Don't make me laugh!"
Darc looks down and Delma notices.
She stomps her foot and says, "Whoever I choose to hang out with has nothing to do with you!"
Densimo glances at Darc then Delma and says, "Hmph! So what did you want?"
"We were attacked by a Drakyr." Says Delma. She glances at Darc. "They're after Darc."
Densimo nods and says, "And?"
"And we want you to fight the Drakyr with us!" says Delma.
"Don't be ridiculous!" growl Densimo, leaning back. "Why would I have to help out this wannabe? Hell, he's probably some sort of Drakyr himself!" He smirks. "Let the two of them sort it out for themselves."
"C'mon, don't be that way." She smiles sweetly. "I'm begging you…brother." Still smiling. "Do it for your cute li'l sister…?"
"Shut up!" growls Densimo. "I'm too bust now, what with the humans sneaking into our territory. I don't have time to get myself tangled up in Drakyr quarrels!" He looks back at the entertainment.
"Oh, so that's how it's gonna be!" says Delma. She scowls. "Well, fine!" Still scowling. "You stubborn dolt!" She walks up to Darc and says to him, quietly, "He says he's busy, but you know what? He's really just afraid of Drakyr."
Densimo looks up and says, "Delma! What did you just say?!"
Delma looks at him, smiles, and says, "Not me! I didn't say a thing!"
Densimo growls and says, "You liar! What were you just whispering about?"
"I told him, that's all!" says Delma, back turned to him. "I told Darc!" She turns around and looks at him. "You act all important and puffed-up, but you're really afraid, aren't you? Of Drakyr!"
Densimo looks away and says, "You must be joking! Those flying numbskulls? They're nothing to me!"
Delma shakes her head and says, "Yeah, yeah, whatever." She folds her arms and smirks. "Actions speak louder than words!"
Densimo glares at her and says, "Hey! What are you saying? Come on, out with it!" He rises to his feet and stand before her in a threatening way. "Or do you want me to beat it out of you?!"
Darc shakes his head in thought.
He's the leader…? I'm surprised he has any followers at all…
Delma brings her hand to her chin and grins.
"See?" she says. "This is why the Drakyr are always making fun of you."
Densimo looks stupidly shocked.
"M-making fun of me?!" he growls. "What are they saying?"
"The Drakyr that attacked us were all like…" she pauses. "'You! Move! Orcon wimps! You're nothing but a bunch of cowards!' That's what they said."
"O-Orcon… wimps?!" growls Densimo. "Did they really say that?"
Delma nods and says, "You bet! Then they said, 'Orcon! Ha! More like Porkon! You fat, stupid pigs!'"
"P-p-p-pigs?!" growls Densimo. "Grrrrrrrr…!!"
Darc looks down, holding in the urge to laugh.
"Oh, yeah!" says Delma. "Speaking of animals, they also said, 'That Densimo's a big…yellow…chicken!"
"That does it!!" roars Densimo. "I'll never forgive those Drakyr!" He narrows his eyes. "I'm gonna kill 'em! I'm gonna smash 'em into bits!!" He turns away from Delma. "Always flapping those wings around! Bah! I'm gonna split their skulls open!"
Darc shakes his head in thought.
I really doubt he's thinking of saving anyone…Orcon or Drakyr…
"I'm gonna tie their bones into knots!" growls Densimo. "I'm gonna make them beg to be put out of their misery!"
Delma turns to her brother, nods and says, "Of course, you'd have to!" She smiles. "That's my big brother for you!"
"Well, in a perfect world, maybe…" says Densimo. "But I don't have time for that now! I've got to get rid of the human intruders before I start going after any Drakyr."
"Well…" says Delma. "If we help you with the humans, will you join us?"
"You? Help me?" says Densimo. "Chase out the humans?"
Delma nods and says, "You got it! In fact, we trounced a couple of 'em on our way here."
"Well, I'll be damned…" says Densimo, smirking. "The two of you alone took on humans and won?" He appears irritated. "My own henchmen can't even handle them. Hmmmmmm…" He turns to Darc, who looks up startled. "All right!" says Densimo. "You help us slaughter the humans at Zedora Abyss. Then we'll take on the Drakyr." He smirks. "How's that sound? You don't have a problem with that, do you?"
"N-no, not at all… thank you."
"Great! Then we'll join forces. It's a deal." Says Densimo.
"See, Darc?" says Delma. "It all went according to plan!"
"Y-yeah… I guess so." Says Darc. "But with you two, I could barely get a word in edgewise…"
Densimo turns to Delma and says, "Hmmm? What are you talking about?"
"Oh, nothing." Says Delma. "Nothing at all." She looks at Darc. "C'mon, let's get going! We've got to get to Zedora Abyss, right?"
All three leave the Arena and head over to Zedora Abyss.
Darc comes to a stop about half way into the abyss. Densimo and Delma turn back and ask him why.
"What're you stopping for?" asks Densimo.
"Shh! Be quiet!" whispers Darc, more harshly then he had intended. But, he didn't feel bad. He turns back around and says, "Look at that."
There are guards walking back and forth, in synchronized time, watching over the miners.
"All clear," says the Cathenian soldiers when they meet.
Darc watches them in thought.
They're much more prepared than we are… I wonder if we'll be all right.
"What are those humans doing?" asks Densimo. "They look so foolish pacing back and forth like that."
Delma looks to the right and spots the miners.
"W-wait a minute! Look over there!"
They all look and spot the four miners.
A soldier walks up to the miners and says, "Almost time for a rest. Up the hill!" He walks away.
"Are they taking Spirit Stones…" says Darc.
Delma clenches her fists and says, "Argh! They make me so mad! How can they just walk off with the source off all our magic powers?" She narrows her eyes.
Densimo turns to Darc and says, "C'mon. Let's get in there and mess 'em up!"
"Wait," replies Darc. "They've assigned each other roles, and they're working systematically. We've got to come up with a strategy, too."
"I don't do strategies!" growls Densimo. "And I won't copy the behavior of some idiotic humans!" He turns and heads towards the guards.
Darc shakes his head in irritation.
No wonder the race of Orcon is so small… They don't think about what they're doing.
"We can't let them get away with this!" growls Delma. She runs off and joins her brother.
Darc shakes his head and clenches his fists. "Damn," he growls, and then runs after her.
Delma attacks the first soldier to the left. She lands a left punch then a right punch and lastly a high round-house kick to the head. The soldier hits the ground unconscious.
Darc attacks the two soldiers on the right. He finds a nice sized pole and quickly picks it up. He slams the pole down on their sniper rifles and uses the leverage to flip over their heads and bring the pole slamming into their faces with a loud crack. They are knocked off their feet and hit the ground hard. They struggle to get to their feet but are slammed across their faces and knocked unconscious.
Delma jump kicks the two soldiers before her and they hit the ground hard. They jump to their feet and make a run for it, clearly seeing that they cannot win this.
"Wa ha, ha, ha! That was a cinch!" says Densimo.
Delma turns and looks at Darc and says, "We did it, Darc."
Densimo turns back to Darc and says, "Yo, Darc. You're pretty strong, ain'tcha?" He smirks. "How about this? You could be my aide. If you and I combine our strengths, we could expand Orcon territory even further." He folds his arms and smirks. "And we'd crush those who oppose us! How 'bout we split the land evenly?"
Darc looks at him, but says nothing.
"It's no use, Densimo. Darc's working towards a bigger goal!" says Delma.
"A bigger goal, eh?" says Densimo. "As if there were something more worthwhile than expanding our territory!" He glares at Delma. "You stay out of this!" He looks back at Darc. "C'mon, whaddya think?" He smirks. "It's not a bad deal for you, after all."
Darc looks down, but says nothing.
"……"
"That's fine." Says Densimo. "Take all the time you need." He smirks. "Wait 'til after we've taken care of the Drakyr before you give me your answer." He turns to Delma. "Now let's get back to Orcoth!"
Delma and her brother head out of the Abyss.
Darc doesn't move. He looks down in thought.
"The humans… joined forces before coming here." He narrows his eyes. "They know that you can grow ever stronger if you just cooperate." He clenches his fists. "The more humans they can gather together, the more powerful they'll be." Blood trickles from his hands. He looks up. "And when that happens, the Deimos just may lose to them." He touches the mark on his right arm. "Was this what Father meant when he talked about the Crisis?"
Delma comes running back.
"Hey, Darc!" she growls and stomps her foot.
He turns and looks at her.
"What are you up to over there," says Delma. "C'mon, Densimo's getting antsy. Let's return to Orcoth!" She turns and runs off again, Darc close behind.
"Grrr! Don't make me wait!" growls Densimo.
They leave the abyss and head back over to Orcoth.