TAG!
You're it!
"A game?" asked Michael as he looked away, "I don't know about this. There's probably some kind of trick involved."
"Spectra likes magic tricks, too!" shouted Spectra, her big goofy smile growing.
"That's not what he meant," said May. "Come on Michael. Let's just play the game. We don't know which way to go, besides we are playing against a little girl how could we lose?"
"Fine," said Michael with a shrug, "looks like you win, Spectra, we'll play a game with you."
"YEAH!" she shouted clapping her hands together with glee, "let's play tag!"
"Tag?" asked Michael stifling a laugh, "I haven't played tag since I was six."
"Shut up, Michael," said May, "let's just do what the sweetie wants. Anything to help us accomplish our goal."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" shouted Spectra cheerfully, "Talking weapon and weird-looking guy are it! Catch Spectra if you can!" With Spectra began to run down the corridor at a decent pace.
"Weird-looking guy?" asked Michael as he lifted the bow up and pulled back on the string, "I wonder if an arrow to the head counts as catching her."
"MICHAEL!" shouted May, "we got to play this thing her way or else she might not tell us the location of the Prison Jar."
"Fine," grunted Michael as he lowered the bow, "but if we lose, I'm blaming you." Michael took off at top speeds down the hallway after Spectra. Spectra was giggling and laughing all the way. Spectra made a quick turn to the left, so Michael made an even quicker turn to the left. "This is easy."
Spectra giggled as she twisted her head around and stuck her tongue out at them, unaware of the dead end looming in front of her.
"Spectra look out!" shouted May her reflection reaching out for the little girl. Spectra didn't stop. She went right into the wall…and kept going. She soon disappeared all the way through the wall.
"Oh, I see," said Michael, "some of the walls here must be illusions from the witches to make sure we can't get to the Prison Jar. Clever." Michael ran smack-dab into the wall and stopped, he fell backwards onto the ground. "CRAP!" Michael turned around, stood back up, and he began pounding on the wall. "Its real! The wall is freakin' real!"
"I guess Spectra must be able to run through walls or something," said May, "and my partner is stupid enough to believe that the walls aren't real."
"I guessed," said Michael, "it was 50/50 shot and I guessed wrong." Michael turned around and began running back the way they came, "and we've just wasted some time trying to play a game with her when we should've been finding our way to the Prison Jar…" Michael slowed down to a stop. In front of him was Spectra waving her hand with her tongue sticking out at them.
"You guys can't catch Spectra. Spectra too good for you," shouted the little girl, "Spectra is the best!"
"Oh, yeah," said Michael with a smirk, "let's see which one of us is the best now!" He took off running for Spectra once again. Spectra squealed with delight as she turned around and began running again away from him. Michael pulled May around and pulled back on the bowstring once more, generating an arrow.
"MICHAEL!" shouted May, "you can't be serious!"
"Don't worry I'm going to miss. I just want to slow her down," said Michael as he released the string sending the arrow flying at Spectra. The arrow landed right next to Spectra, she ignored the arrow and kept running forward.
"I don't think your plan worked," said May.
"You're not having any bright ideas either," said Michael as he followed Spectra around another corner, "as a matter of fact it was your bright idea that got us into this mess or did you forget?"
May's reflection blushed slightly embarrassment, "That doesn't matter. We just got to catch her for now, so let's do it."
Michael skidded to a stop as Spectra disappeared into a wall again. Her laughter still echoing throughout the halls. "Yeah, how do you suggest we do it?"
"I have no idea," said May looking at the wall, "maybe we should just forfeit the match. She may give us the information we need then."
Spectra's head appeared on the wall. She used her finger to pull her bottom eyelid down and she stuck out her tongue before disappearing behind the wall again. "You can't catch me, you can't catch me!"
"I don't think so," said Michael as he brought his bow back up, "I vote we blow the wall down." He pulled the bowstring back once more and let it fly. The arrow slammed into the wall, but disappeared without even leaving a hole in it. "Great, still nothing. That little girl is beating us. I believe it was my partner who said, 'we are playing against a little girl how could we lose?'. Well, I think I know how."
"You could've said no," said May as she kept her eye on the wall, "let's just go with your plan and try to find the Prison Jar on our own."
"Thank you," said Michael as he turned around and headed back down the corridor. "Great, after chasing down that girl, I'm even more lost then I was before. Any clues on which way to take? Left or right?"
"I don't have any idea," said May, dejectedly.
"Oh, I know!" shouted Spectra as she reappeared to their side, "left is right and right is wrong! So, we gotta go LEFT!"
Michael's eye twitched as he looked over at Spectra, the same girl that had been avoiding him and running through walls for the last few minutes in a game of tag. He turned to his left and began walking down the hallway.
"Not that left, your other left!" shouted Spectra. Michael stopped and backed up.
"No," said May, "uh, you were right Michael that was left."
"You were going to the wrong left," said Spectra, "you were going to your second left, I meant your first left."
"THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS TWO LEFTS!" shouted Michael at Spectra.
Spectra's eyes widened. A little water formed in her eyes. "I'm sowwy. Please don't yell at me!"
"Michael!" shouted May as her weapon form began to glow green and transform. She was soon in her human form kneeling beside Spectra, "she's sorry! And she's just a little girl, how could you say something like that?"
"There is only one left," said Michael calmly. "Its not my fault she cried when I corrected her. I apologize deeply," Michael paused briefly, "So let's get going and find the Prison Jar."
"What about our game of Tag?" asked Spectra with a slight sniffle.
"Oh, yeah," said Michael, "its over. You won!" Michael gave her two thumbs up, "looks like we couldn't catch you."
"Oh," said Spectra, her normal cheer returning. "Then its my turn to be it!"
(-With Melody, Shi, Rochelle, and Saul-)
"How did you do that?" asked Melody already bringing Shi back around preparing for another strike.
"These soldiers in here," said Foreman as he bent down and picked up one of the chips of clay, "were all coated in my special mixture. I would get into the specifics, but it involves a lot of special chemical compounds that I have to create especially for this purpose. As a matter of fact each person in here is coated in an inch thick coat of this stuff. You can imagine how irritated I am that you destroyed so many of them. I find it very disrespectful."
"I'm about to go disrespectful all over you!" shouted Shi, "let's hit him, Melody."
"Right!" shouted Melody she brought Shi's yo-yo form straight through the air at Shi. His hardened yo-yo form coming smashing forward into Foreman's cheek. This one had a far less devastating effect then the previous one. Only a small crack appeared on Foreman's cheek.
"Please don't play me for the fool," said Foreman as he rubbed his cheek, "this body is a couple hundred years younger then the one you destroyed. I think I got this one from a young man about 300, maybe even 250 years ago. The one you destroyed moments ago was on having its 500th birthday. No, this one is leaner, meaner, and all around better then the previous one." Foreman drove forward at Melody and Shi. He struck out with a swift kick to her abdomen.
He launched himself backwards and landed gracefully back on his own feet. "No, this one is going to destroy you."
"Saul," said Rochelle taking a step forward, preparing for battle, "we need to intervene."
Saul chuckled to himself quietly. "You're kidding me, right? Do you want to insult the kids? They are warriors, students of the DWMA, hunting witches is what they are trained to do. If you step in now you will insult them, you will say they failed. I say we let them fight, if they get knocked unconscious then we'll intervene, but not a minute sooner." Saul sat down onto the ground and then laid back.
"You are just trying to be lazy," said Rochelle puffing her cheeks out at him in disapproval. "I think they need our help."
"Need and want are two different things," said Saul.
Rochelle looked away from Saul and at the two kids fighting Foreman. Melody returned Shi back to her hand and sent it spinning out at full speed aiming for Foreman's head. Shi smashed into Foreman's face, again without any real damage showing. Melody gritted her teeth as Shi returned to her once again.
Foreman dashed forward his palm wide open prepared to launch another devastating strike at them. Foreman brought his leg straight up into the air and then down upon Melody and Shi, Melody jumped backwards avoiding another devastating strike from Foreman. Her eyes fierce with determination.
Foreman jumped upward bringing his knee straight up at Melody. Melody flicked Shi away from her and around a nearby stone pillar. Shi's long lengthy yo-yo string wrapped securely around the stone pillar, Melody yanked on it sending her flying in its direction away from Foreman's blow. Foreman landed on the ground and brought his scimitar up and around, he drove forward towards Melody ready to slice her down without a second thought.
Melody sent Shi flying at Foreman. Foreman battered Shi to the side with his scimitar, ignoring the weapon as he continued to advance towards Melody. Foreman quickly gained ground and was soon right in front of Melody. Melody struck with Shi once again forcing the small yo-yo into the side of Foreman's face, but he ignored the pain and drove his scimitar upwards slicing into Melody's black jacket and drawing a quick bead of blood.
Melody stumbled backwards trying to quickly distance herself from Foreman, who seemed to be unfazed despite her numerous assaults on his head. She put a few feet in between them before she lashed out once more with Shi's yo-yo form, smashing it into the side of Foreman's face once more. A small crack appeared in the side of his face. Melody smiled, "yes. If I continue to hammer the same spot over and over again no matter how new the body is, it'll still crumble."
Foreman smiled, "of course. My magic does tend to break easily, especially after multiple hits, but…" Foreman brought his own fist upwards and into his face shattering it with a single punch.
One of the clay soldier next to Melody came alive bringing its spear down, walloping the large pointed weapon into Melody's shoulder sending her falling to the floor. This clay soldier was another young man. He appeared to be in his late teens, around 18, maybe 19. He was dressed in a pure black business suit, he had his black hair neatly combed. He had twirled the spear around in his hand as if taunting Melody.
"When you destroy one of my toy soldiers, I've got another one primed to take its place, so unless you can destroy me a thousand times before I destroy you," said Foreman with a chuckle, "you are still going to perish at the end of my spear. Now I am going to show you why you should respect your elders!" Foreman lunged forward with his spear at the ready.
Before I get into the stuff you probably don't really care about I just want to apologize for the lateness in posting. Life has really been catching up with me. Moving, getting a job, a nasty sunburn. But don't worry, I hope to get right back on track soon.
I was having a really hard time trying to decide between Hide and Seek for Spectra's game or Tag. I ended up siding with tag because…well, you'll see next chapter. And yes, Michael is upset.
Melody and Shi are having some huge trouble with trying to take down Foreman. With his impressive strength and the fact that he's been able to continuously change bodies to wide up in a new body completely free from any damage, they are the worst off. Also, congratulation Lala Formosan is based off of a termite. The Formosan Termite!
