Heyyyyy, yes im still alive, just been concentrating on my sailor moon stories loll kind of had a few mind blanks for this story and it has taken me literally over 6 months to write this lil piece :( i dont lik it much becus its been so long and this piece is quite short
argh well its not really that great but hope u like it, sorry for the massive long waits :(.
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Lorna with a lift of her dark ,velvet, green cloak swept out and left the Queen to rack with sobs on the floor, She walked down the fire lit hallways, confidence and authority in her stride. She pulled her hood up and was careful to keep her footing light, she knew which corridors the Sentries slacked on when guarding. She slowly looked over her shoulder, smiled and slithered into an abandoned archway.
"Hathlac la thurum!" Lorna whispered, her eyes flashed lilac and under her hand the door handle gave way, the door creaked and then she caught the scorching flash of It. The sting of its power, built a sense of pride in Lorna, one side was shown in the white light of the moon, the other side in complete darkness. She raised a hand and felt the cool touch of metal from beneath, freshly sharpened she observed. She felt the engraved Latin words , felt her soul igniting like fire, her eyes flashed lilac again and the words on the sword glowed a dark blue and bright gold. Like glass this sword could shatter the lives of many. It had shattered many lives.
She waved her hand, and each torch around the room lit, throwing light onto the round table with the Ruby red dragon parading around the middle of the table, the fire reflecting in the swords placed on the table , each Knight's name neatly carved into the metal. Lorna circled the table, remembering the times she had sat in on their councils. Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the soft murmurs of men's she recognised as Sir Bedwyr, the rest she could not place. With a wave of her hand the fires went out leaving no trace of smoke behind or the acrid smell. She lurked within the shadows as Bedwyr ,four knights and two servants checked to see if the sword was still hanging in its place on the wall behind Arthur's chair. Lorna felt Bedwyr shiver as she swept out of the room as apr esence of cold air.
Bedwyr turned his head in the direction of Lorna's air, The times are changing, the weak are growing powerful. He thought to himself.
Lorna lifted her skirts and made a fast dash for the courtyard where she collided with Gwen, they both shot glares at each other as they rubbed their heads, trying to sooth the temporary pain.
"Yikes Gwen, what were you running from?" Lorna muttered.
Gwen and Lorna found themselves landing smack, bang on their hides, Gwen pushed herself up rubbing her bottom, feeling the cold creep in through the walls, she looked at Lorna and poked her causing Lorna to jump and activate a full scale ninjadefence mode. Lorna relaxed and looked around her, "What the heck-"
"Was that?" Gwen finished.
Lorna nodded, pretending to be lost for words, "Did you err-" for some reason she found this conversation to be very awkward.
Gwen nodded, "I'll tell u when we get back" noticing the sun rising she knew their cover would only last so long, remembering they had to turn back into pumpkins.
As they made their ways out of the abbey they didn't realise that sky blue eyes were on them from behind a gravestone and blonde hair was waving in the wind.
Lorna leaned forward, setting her arms on the table , with wondering eyes she looked to see if they were being watched or anyone wasn't ear wigging, " So what did you find?" asked Lorna.
Gwen looked over her shoulder and then nudged Will, making sure he was out for the count. " I ran into Arthur, and he called me 'Gwen'. He knew me. I also found out about this-type of order. ' Order of the Red Dragon' ." she watched Lorna's expression change into curiosity.
Masking her true feeling towards the Order she smiled innocently, "What is this Order about?"
Gwen lowered her voice, "I'm not too sure. All I know is , is that they were a group of druids or priests of the old religion set with a destiny to protect King Arthur. Merlin was thought to be head of this order. I didn't see Merlin floating about mind you."
"What did Arthur look like?" Lorna asked quietly.
"The usual 1990's pin up poster boy I guess. The usual tanned, knight, prince charming guy. Though his eyes gripped me and I don't know why, something moved behind them..." Gwen drifted off and for as moment they were silent before she came back down to Earth. "But I text my parents asking about this order. Apparently it remains in as much mystery as it can.''
" You were lucky. All I seen were servants and plenty of horses!" Lorna mused quietly.
"What I want to know is, why were we thrust into that world? I know stranger things have happened but that was just beyond strange." Gwen told.
Lorna shrugged, and said with much amusement, "Maybe we are The Chosen Ones!"
Gwen grinned as she started to feel her eyes heavily close, her head lulled against the bus window.
Lorna sat, looking out of the window, seeing the mist float around the ground, it was almost as if she could smell the Justice, taste the fear it's enemies felt, could almost grip the valour , see the respect and feel the honour shudder through her all at once. She remembered well, yet it would not be the same as it was centuries ago. The fellowship was lost, and had been scattered throughout the land for many of centuries; the golden walls cracked and their colour gone; the rose vines that stepped up the ladders the gardeners had put up against the walls for them would now be dead and only the faint line markings would be visible; and the Hanger above the table would be empty. The legend, quietly fading.
Mrs Halus lifted her compact mirror, making sure everyone was asleep and deeply under the spell she had used. She jumped, as a pair of orange eyes flared and reflected in the mirror, she looked behind her, yet all she could see was the students. The eyes disappeared and the words flashed upon the mirror" When the bus breaks down, meet me in the forest. You know where to find me." Mrs Halus slowly closed the compact and let out an anxious breath. Lorna crept quietly through the bus's isle and sat opposite Mrs Halus. "I believe you have new information?" Lorna told, her eyebrow arching.
The bus came to a stop, the driver looking puzzeled climbed out and checked the front of the bus which was smoking in the rain. Mrs Halus looked at Lorna and then back to the bus driver as he came back onto the bus, "We've broken down." Mrs halus's eyes floated to he window, to the forest outside.