Chapter fourteen
Charity, Aerion, and Halcyon returned to the apartment. All of them were exhausted from all the emotions they had gone through and fell asleep instantly.
Morning came soon. The time for evacuation was over; whoever was left in the city was doomed to see war and death. Halcyon awoke to a loud whistle outside. Soldiers where bringing in war tanks and armored vehicles.
Fear ran through Halcyon's veins again. Charity awoke shortly after him. The normal city chatter was gone now, and was filled with the shouting generals and soldiers. Aerion awoke to the shouting and quickly ran to the window.
He looked at a motion in the streets, almost as if he had seen it done thousands of times before, the preparation of battle.
Charity groaned. "Come on guys lets not watch this lets just go to our spot."
Halcyon smiled, suddenly remembering he and Charity had not played since they had learned how to make the bow and arrows. He agreed along with Aerion who also nodded. They left to the railroad tracks promptly.
Even though a few miles away War was being prepared, the railroad was still peaceful as ever. The birds chirped and even Charity giggled when she saw the fishes down below waiting for her to ask them a question. Aerion smiled when he threw a rock in and the fishes scattered.
"Alright! You two, I will be evil today. I am Larik of Legend, the ultimate assassin!" he laughed puffing out his chest and picking up a short twig. Charity smiled, "I'll be Viola the Elven princess of night and Aerion shall be my companion Harold the great." Aerion smiled and gripped the ring around his neck.
"Whatever you shall both die at my hands!" said Halcyon.
The three suddenly began play fighting. They threw small stones and twigs at each other. Aerion was the hardest to hit since he ran around so quickly and he also had precise aim. It wasn't till dusk that Halcyon fell back exhausted.
"Alright! Larik the assassin gives in." he said in an exasperated tone. He was sweating a lot and smelled.
Suddenly a "booooo" came from behind them. There, a man walked down the railroad. His face covered by his hair and his beige scarf. He laughed.
"You have it all wrong boy the evil guy never gives up so easily. Besides you didn't even do your evil laugh." He said emotionlessly without even pausing between sentences.
Halcyon turned to him surprise and then slowly rose to his feet noticing the shotgun and sword attached to his back.
"Who are you? Asked Halcyon slightly frightened and tense. Then man laughed and held out his hand.
"Ivan Assianis at your service boy." He took a bow and looked up at Halcyon. "Enough with formalities hand over the boy." He suddenly commanded. Halcyon suddenly turned to Aerion who appeared in shock. But the thing that caught Halcyon's eye was the silver ring on Aerion's thumb. He had slipped it on. Something bad was about to happen…