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Chapter 18
"What do you mean they're back!?" Dmitry asks with panic in his voice.
"Like I said; the Crimson Orb is back and has already gotten near one of our allies." Zan says as she walks in to the house.
"B-but I thought they didn't know where we were, or at least not where you were." He says in shock.
"Well, that was what two hundred years ago when we first thought that. In all that time don't you think they would have tracked me down?" She asks, looking at him as if he were stupid.
"Don't look at me like that." He says glaring at her as the walk into his living room. "I know they would have found you eventually, but I didn't think it would be so soon." He says frowning as he sits down on the couch.
Sitting down next to his Zan lets out a tired sigh. "Well, what should we do?" She asks looking over at him.
"We could leave." He offers.
"That wouldn't work, they know what we look like and probably have people in every town looking for us." She counters, her head falling back to rest on the back of the couch.
"Well, we could try to make nice with them." He jokes, she looks at him with a blank expression. "Geez, can't you take a joke." He wines.
"I can, but not when our lives are on the line." She says closing her eyes briefly. "We could always fight them." She offers tiredly.
"That's a great idea, if we want to die." He mocks with a frown. "Zan did you get any sleep last night?" He asks.
"No, not really." She says with a yawn.
He pulls her up off of the couch and pushes her to the door. Once they reached the door he pushed her out of his house. "Go home and get some sleep." He says closing the door in her face.
~~~Chrimson Orb Baricks~~~
Gilbert sits on one of the beds in the room looking at the screen of his laptop. Getting board of that he closes the lid and sets it aside. 'What am I going to do about this?' He asks inside his head.
Francis saunters into the room. "What's wrong, Gil?" He asks sitting down next to his friend.
"Not much, other than the higher-ups are giving me crap about that boy escaping." He mutters looking dejected.
"Well, that wasn't your fault." The Frenchmen says trying to cheer up his friend.
"Try telling them that." He says as he falls back onto the bed.
With a sigh Francis pats Gilber's stomach. "If you want I can tell Ivan to go get the boy or one of the others on her side, if you want." He offers smiling at the boy.
"Nah... Let's wait till Monday to get another." He says looking at the blonde man. "I'm too tired for that now." With that he closes his eyes and gets comfortable on the bedding.
"If you say so." The Frenchman say as he leaves the room to let the other rest.
Look who's back! Sorry but there are reasons as to why I haven't updated, one reason being my last laptop got a cracked screen so I couldn't use it any more, so I couldn't update the chapter I had on there. Another being that I've done college level courses as a high schooler. And lastly I just recently got a new laptop.
You can feel free to hate me, but once again I'm sorry about not updating. Review if you feel like it. And thanks Myrna Maeve and Neko-The-Wolf for reviewing on the last chapter!