Chapter 26!
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Siamon streched and yawned. It was Friday morning, and an early one at that. Spirit, who arrived yesterday, was already up and cooking. Siamon could smell it. And he was hungry. He got up slowly, carefully avoiding his sleeping comrades and their pets. He nearly tripped over Alkazor while trying not to step on Kat's face. Luckily, he didn't touch either.
He snuck down the hallway, past all of the ruined parts of the school, and into the kitchen. The kitchen itself was still fairly messy from the chocolate incident, where Kaldor, Cerberus, and Loki had gotten into a chocolate and made the kitchen look like an atomic bomb had gone off inside, but Lord Death had cleaned it up superbly.
"Morning," Siamon muttered as he took a seat on a checker board bar stool at the counter.
"Good morning, little student. What has you up so early?" Spirit asked cheerfully as he stirred pancake batter in a bowl.
"Well, I woke up, and half of the people around me snore like Wookiees, so it was very unlikely that I would fall back to sleep, and I was hungry, so I decided to get food as opposed to doing something else," Siamon explained, his face down on the counter.
"What else would you do?" Spirit asked, pouring some batter onto a pan.
"Well, I could go paint something, or listen to music, or prank someone, but I don't feel like it. I'm too hungry and tired," Siamon moaned. "Is the food ready?"
"Hold on, give it a sec," Spirit mumbled crossly.
"Hurry up," Siamon begged, smelling the pancakes.
"Okay, here you go," Spirit said, setting the plate of flapjacks down in front of him.
"Thank you!" Siamon exclaimed happily, grabbing a nearby fork.
"I hope you plan on sharing," Lyn said, walking in. Her short, bronze hair was disheveled, making the green streaks in it look like zombie worms.
"Good morning. Don't you look wonderful today?" Siamon asked cheekily.
"Shut up," Lyn said, sitting down as Spirit set down another plate of pancakes for her.
"Here you go," Spirit said.
"Thank you," Lyn muttered tiredly.
"Why are you up so early?" Siamon asked.
"Couldn't sleep. It sounds like a horde of the undead in there," Lyn said through a mouthful. "These are really good," she complimented, looking down at her food.
"Thank you," Spirit said graciously. He glanced at the clock, which now read 9:06. "Now, if you don't mind, I need to go take some food to Lord Death," Spirit said, picking up a tray, complete with a vase and a little daisy bouquet, and exiting the moderately demolished kitchen. "Please rinse your dishes once you have finished," he added before the door shut on him.
"Okay," Lyn said, picking up her plate and placing it in the sink. "Come on, Siamon. Clean up your plate," she said.
"I don't want to," Siamon moaned.
"Do it!" Lyn shouted at him, threatening him with a fork.
"Okay! Gosh, this is so troublesome," Siamon said, practically dragging himself off of the stool and over to the sink.
"Thank you," Lyn said, rinsing the plates off and stacking them.
"Alright, let's go on a walk," Siamon said, ushering Lyn out the door. They had a tradition that, whenever a red-haired man made them food, they would go on a digestive walk. They went out into the hallway, greeting Avalon, Wade, Hanz, and Nascha as they headed out of the school.
"Where do you want to go?" Lyn asked as the exited the school. The sun was already up in the sky, chuckling in its weird way.
"Let's go that way," Lyn said, pointing to the west of city. "Kat told me that there is a nice park over there that we can chill at for a little while."
"Alright, you lead the way then," Siamon suggested. Suddenly, they heard shouting from inside of the school.
"What's going on?" Lyn asked.
"Nothing, nothing," Siamon said, hustling her down the stairs.
"Siamon, what did you do?" Lyn asked angrily.
"Just a few pranks. You know, the usual," Siamon said quickly. "Just buckets of water on cracked doors, trip wires, a bit of dynamite."
"You are hopeless," Lyn muttered.
"I know. And that is why I am your partner. You need someone hopeless," Siamon laughed. Lyn joined in. They could hear someone emerging from the school, cursing Siamons' name.
"Let's run," Lyn suggested. "Someone might be trying to kill you."
"Lead the way," Siamon said, and with that, Lyn took off down an ally way with Siamon in tow, both laughing their heads off.
...
"Oh. My. Death," Orion screamed, walking back into the school.
"It isn't that bad," Kat said, holding back a snicker. They had both been caught in a prank, probably Siamons', and now they were both drenched and scorched.
"He just had to use dynamite, didn't he?" she screeched. "I am going to kill him when he gets back here."
"Thanks for taking that one," Avalon praised, coming up from behind her friend.
"Yeah, we are still recovering from his last prank," Wade muttered. He was met with confused looks. "He pulled a prank on me and Avalon a few days ago, using bubblegum, dental floss, and C4."
"It was horrible," Avalon said, shuddering at the memory.
"Did he destroy your favorite t-shirt?" Orion asked angrily, gesturing to her white blouse and yellow vest, which were practically ruined
"Chill," Nascha interrupted, walking over to the very angry short girl. "I can fix."
"Really?" Orion asked.
"Yeah. I'd need a few items, and a spell book, but it is possible. It would be easy, in fact," Nascha said confidently. "I don't have the book with me though. I'd have to summon it, and it needs to be a full moon for that."
"When is the next full moon?" Orion asked eagerly.
"I think it is today, actually," Nascha said. "I don't know why it's called a full moon. It's not like the moon changes its shape. It's always a crescent."
"That's interesting," Wade said. "I shall look into that in the future. There must be a book on it somewhere in the library."
"We can look into that later," Avalon said. "A lot later," she emphasized.
"Okay," Wade said
"Anyway," Avalon said, giving Wade a hard look. "Where is everyone else?"
"I saw Jeremy and Midnight. They've been watching that Supernatural show since two in the morning. Issac and Kuri are still asleep, and Nami is somewhere in the school, I think," Nascha said. "Yeah. She's in the ventilation shaft somewhere in the north part of the school. I can sense her soul."
"I see. What is she doing over there?" Wade asked, looking at Nami's far away soul. "I think that she is reading a magazine."
"Not surprising. It's probably a fashion magazine. Where else ould she get that nice blue jacket and black skinny jeans," Avalon said.
"It goes really well with her hair, doesn't it," Nascha commented. "All those blues and blacks in contrast with her white hair, but her blue eyes really bring the look together," she added.
"Maybe she can find something to match my hair," Avalon muttered. "I mean, not much goes with green hair."
"You're the one who dyes it," Wade muttered quietly.
"And? Is there something wrong with my choice of hair color?" Avalon snapped.
"No, no. It's fine," Wade said, with his hands up in surrender.
"Anyway," Orion said, giving the two bickering partners a hard look. "What about Lyn and Siamon?"
"They probably went on their digestive walk," Hanz suggested.
"What?" Kat asked, confused.
"Their digestive walk. They went on one yesterday too. It's that, when a red-headed gentleman makes them food, they go for a walk afterwards," Hanz explained.
"Why would they...?" Kat asked, trailing off with a confused expression.
"I have no idea. Something that their friend told them to do or something. It's for luck, I suppose," Hanz said.
"I hope they're back soon," Orion muttered, looking out of a window.
...
"Wow, this place is amazing," Lyn breathed. They had finally reached the park. It was fairly small, but it had huge trees, the smallest ones being the size of a two-story house. The ground was loose gravel, like someone had taken a bunch of pebbles and just coated the ground with them.
"Yeah. The pebbles are a bit strange, though," Siamon commented.
"Whatever," Lyn dismissed. "Let's walk around for a bit, and then go back."
"Alright," Siamon said as they made their way along a pebble free path.
"Wait a second," Lyn said, freezing in place and listening hard.
"What's wrong? We should be completely alone," Siamon said, glancing around.
"I know. Now stop talking," Lyn said, closing her eyes.
"No, you don't. There is literally no one left in town, and..." Siamon trailed off as he began to hear the noises too.
"Quick, use your soul perception and try to see where they are," Lyn ordered.
"Alright," Siamon muttered, lowering his head. "I can't promise anything, though." He lifted his head and looked around, peering over his square glasses. The pupils had vanished from his light brown eyes.
"Where are they?" Lyn whispered. Siamon moved close to her, silently taking her hand and squeezing it. He looked over to their left and nodded his head. Lyn nodded back.
"It looks like it's just two regular humans, but there is something odd about them," Siamon muttered.
"They must have some sort of soul protect on," Lyn whispered. She could hear the noises getting louder. "Are they witches?"
"No. If they were witches, then they could have just cast a spell to make themselves completely silent," Siamon muttered. "A witch must have placed soul protect on them."
"How close are they?" Lyn asked.
"100 meters and closing," Siamon murmured. "Wait a second," he said, squinting.
"What is it?" Lyn muttered.
"There are more than two, but only two are focusing on us. The others are moving towards the school," Siamon said.
"The school is being attacked," Lyn realized. "We have to warn the others."
"Weapon form, now," Siamon ordered. Lyn, who usually never took orders from anyone, immediately changed into her green and white rapier form when she heard the seriousness in her partners voice. Siamon took off towards the school at a break neck pace.
"Shit. I don't know which way the school is," Siamon cursed.
"Next left, and hurry," Lyn said urgently as Siamon took the turn too quickly and resorted to bouncing off the wall before continuing. They could hear the noise getting even louder, now in the form of footsteps following they stopped.
"They foot steps are gone," Lyn murmured.
"Then where did they go," Siamon asked, looking back.
"Right here," a flash of a black and green steel sword sent Siamon flying into the side of a building. Siamon pulled himself out of the building, groaning with pain. Somehow, he only had a seriously bruised left arm and a cut along his chest.
"Who the hell are you?" Lyn asked angrily, her face appearing in the thin blade of the rapier.
"Me?" the voice asked. Siamon looked up and saw a tall, pale boy with black and silver hair. He had black tattoos crisscrossing his arms.
"No, the other guy who just threw me into a wall. Of course I'm asking you," Siamon muttered.
"I'm Lucifer, but that doesn't matter much," the boy said, kicking Siamon gut and in the face with heavy black combat boots.
"And why is that?" Siamon asked through a mouthful of blood.
"Because he isn't going to kill you," a different boy said, emerging from a shadow. He was equally tall with black hair, and only a single, violet eye. The other was covered with an eye patch. If this wasn't terrifying enough, he had an enormous double-bladed scythe slung casually over his shoulder.
"You are good at hiding his pain and emotions," Lucifer commented. "I will leave him to you now, Lone Saber," he added before taking off down the alley and turning a corner, vanishing out of sight.
"Where is he going? Doesn't he want to kill me?" Siamon asked. "I am offended."
"He has more important things to take care of. I'm sure that he would love to kill you, though," Lone Saber said. "I will kill you for him, though, so don't worry."
"And he said your name was Lone Saber, right?" Siamon inquired. Lone Saber gave no indication of whether or not this was the case, so Siamon continued. "Who the hell names their child Lone Saber?"
"I chose that name myself. I wanted to forget my past," Lone Saber replied, adjusting the scythe over his shoulder.
His scythe is like Avalon, Lyn thought to herself. There is something odd about it, though. I can't put my finger on what it is.
"Really? And you chose that?" Siamon laughed.
"Well, at least I my nickname isn't Sage," Lone Saber commented, making Siamon freeze.
"What makes you think that I'd have a nickname like that?" Siamon asked casually. He had picked himself up and was now leaning against an undamaged part of the wall. He appeared bored, but inside, he was freaking out. How could he possibly know that? he thought to himself.
"I know that your partner gave it to you. Her name is Lyn Silvetta, right? And that must make you Siamon Jarthe," Lone Saber commented, causing Siamon even more internal panic.
"Well, since you appear to know my partners name, how about you tell us what you scythe's name is?" Siamon asked, stalling for time and ideas. Lone Saber stooped down and picked up Siamon's glasses, which had been knocked off and cracked, and covered in droplets of blood.
"Lucifer was right," Lone Saber said, ignoring Siamons' question and depositing the glasses into his pocket. "You are good at hiding your emotions and pain."
"Why thank you," Siamon said graciously. "Not many people recognize that talent and I don't typically get to display it that often."
"You aren't perfect, though," Lone Saber said, smirking. "I can see the panic and fear in your eyes, even past those stupid glasses."
"Well, a stranger that just attacked me is now telling me stuff about my life that no one else knows," Siamon replied. "I was always afraid that I'd get a crazy stalker fan, but somehow I know that you are not one of them," he said. Lone Saber looked at him curiously.
"How about you tell us why you are here? And then maybe we could kill you instead of you killing us," Lyn said, cutting to the chase.
"Well, since you will never be able to tell anyone, I suppose that I can enlighten you," Lone Saber said.
"Please do," Siamon said. He straightened up off of the wall, holding back a small groan of pain as searing pain shot through his chest. If the wound had been any deeper, then he would probably be dead by now. Heck, if he didn't get any medical attention soon then he would end up dead anyway.
"It's quite simple, really. We are here to kill Lord Death, but you won't be able to tell anyone that," he said, slinging the scythe off of his shoulder and spinning it with ease. "I'm going to kill you right here and now." He brought the scythe around, straight towards Siamon's neck. Siamon barely managed to dodge it, ducking and rolling out of the way. Lone Saber yanked the green scythe out of the wall and continued to advance on Lone Saber, attacking with both ends of the scythe.
"We need to warn the others. There isn't much time," Lyn said loudly. Siamon nodded, remembering the original plan.
"Which way?" he asked, dodging the crazy eyepatched boys attacks.
"To your left," Lyn answered. Siamon immediately tried to move towards the left, only to have his chest slashed again, this time much deeper.
"Oh, no you don't," Lone Saber said. "You aren't going anywhere."
That's what you think, Siamon thought to himself.
Lone Saber swung again at Siamon, who ducked underneath him and kicked Lone Saber in the gut, sending him flying backwards. The scythe landed with one of it's blades down on the concrete, cutting through it like paper. As Lone Saber struggled to pry the scythe lose, Siamon then charged at the fallen boy, brandishing Lyn in front of him. He stepped on the head of the scythe just as Lone Saber yanked it out. The force launched Siamon through the air and to the top of a building.
"Damn it," Lone Saber said as he watched Siamon disappear.
"It's okay," Kai said from her scythe form. "The others are already at the school. It doesn't matter what happens to them."
"Let's go join them, then. I want to get this mission over with," Lone Saber said, running towards the towering school.
Chapter done!
Okay, so half of this chapter kept getting deleted, so there may be some weird transitions somewhere in it.
Please point them out.
I will then fix them.
And any of my spelling mistakes.
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~CatKkit.