Partridge: tight spaces

"Wow. Took you half an hour to kill an 18 inched flightless bird," Partridge said "you're a douche. I will get my revenge eventually." James held the chicken body "what do you suggest we do with it," he asked. The blue haired male smiled.

" Forgive your enemy, but remember the bastard's name."

- Scottish proverb

( I got it from the internet)

The two were now eating deep fried chicken. "Hey you're the miracles child's older brother is that correct?" A middle aged woman asked coming in the room. "Yes." The woman began crying "she has been taken by bandits. The owl went to get help but I had to let you know!" Before the woman could say anything else Partridge and James ran out.

"Where do you suppose they took her?," James asked "I don't know. However, if they hurt her." Partridge tightened the grip on his staff. "They will surly pay."

Iris: cultists

Iris woke up on the sofa. Last thing in she remembers was Pip freaking out and some strange women offering her food. Lesson learnt: sniff before eating. The room was big. A man appears when the door opens "ah, so my informants weren't lying about a miracle child," he said smiling.

He took her to a strange part of the building there was a crowd of people. "This is the miracle child!" The man put Iris in a cage to display . "It's tight in here get me out," she said. "No. You are a perfect sacrifice to heal our people." One man dressed in white, obviously the leader, held a knife. "At dawn we feast on the healing flesh. For tonight our people will no longer suffer from the disease!" Iris believes he is referring to the fusions.

They were going to eat her. She curled up in a corner hoping Partridge would rescue her.

Partridge: rescue mission

A man explained Iris was taken by cultists. He wasn't sure where the exact location was though. Partridge didn't know why but Iris gave off some unique smell. The scent was faint. He followed it leaving James, who was trying to get more information, to go find Iris.

Partridge went pretty far. The scent was stronger than ever. It was coming from a mountain. Some stars were popping out.

He went in a cave carefully. It didn't seem as dark. Did Partridge somehow gain night vision? Eventually he saw a flight of stairs going down and light. Once he made it to the bottom there was what looked like a church. A group of people men on the left and women with kids on the right. A man dressed in white was preaching about feasting on the flesh and destroying the unworthy.

"Jeez, I seriously don't want to get on their bad side but Iris will be eaten by these crazies." Partridge walked to the preacher gaining everyone's attention. "Okay people. You guys have tooken a little girl against her will and if I don't get her back unharmed then we're gonna have some problems!" He says it smiling.

Of course the women and children walked out the room. The men took out knives and other weapons. Partridge didn't know how he was beating these guys. The staff became a halberd, strange portals came out of nowhere, he punched and kicked too quickly for anyone to react. Once he was done the portals close and the blades on his staff disappeared.

The men were injured badly. Partridge didn't care he grabbed the leader by his shirt. "Now tell me where's the girl you stole or else." As if he sensed it moving to the side an arrow lightly scratched his shoulder like a paper cut. "That was close." One of the injured men did it before falling to the ground.

Partridge just tighten the grip on the leader's shirt. "Now I'm not going to say it again. Tell me where the girl is or else...or else."

He let go of the man, dropped his staff and tried to keep his balance. "It seems like the arrow was dosed heavily. We poison our arrows sleeping drugs," the leader said standing up.

"You..bast...ard." Partridge fell on his knees. Everything was spinning "I've heard of the Pure ones in the south but never to see one with my eyes." The blue haired fell to the side. " good night Pure one." The last thing he heard.

Iralene: celebration.

Today was Carnival. (I think it's February by now so...meh). Iralene was now going to perform for the celebration. The Amazon jungle was still technically in Brazil. It would only last for a week because of certain issues.

Everyone was now going to see her. It was the first time she had ever dressed in these clothes. The Dome would never allow a girl to show her skin so much. "Girls it's time to show off whatcha mama gave ya," Kayla, an African American teen with a robotic left leg,was dressed in blue and white. Sandra, a young woman from Peru, was dress in red in green.

Iralene was dressed in yellow and purple. "Alright girls. Do the best you can with the dances I taught," Amani said. The stage lights were on. Iralene took a deep breath and began moving her body. She knew if a mistake happened the show would have to go on.

Her eyes spotted Milo in the crowd. He was watching and smiling. His tail was wagging which was quite cute.

"That was a very beautiful dance Iralene," Milo said. They went to his cave entrance. "That's what a meteor shower looks like?," Iralene asked looking at something she had never seen before. "I thought the sky never existed outside the Dome."

"It doesn't." Milo stops smiling but his face is still soft. "To my knowledge when the Detonations happened meteors fell from space hitting some areas under the equator. The Amazon was one and another hit the sea between Australia and New Zealand. The entire country of New Zealand was spared and the southern part of Australia."

Iralene was in shock. Ellery Willux didn't even know these countries still stood. "So the Sydney opera house is still around?" She wanted to know "yes! In two days ships 1 and 2 are scheduled to meet at Sydney. You want to come?" She could see the Sydney opera house and it wasn't a hologram! "Yes! A million times yes!" Milo's face became serious. "Don't get your hopes up too early. When we get there you'll occasionally see fusions and military equipment." Fusions are what they called people who were fused with an object or someone. "I don't mind."

Part of Iralene realized that Partridge will never get to see this. She hopes he's still alive. "What other dances have you been practicing?," Milo suddenly asked. "Yes." "Would you do one for me?"

Iralene stood up. The meteor background was perfect. She did a slow dance as Milo looks at her with awe.

Milo kept watch until she finished. He passed out the moment it was over. "Milo you did smell like alcohol."