This is kinda a rushed chapter, bear with me a little bit please
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Chapter 28: Never to be repeated… Or Always…
"Liege? " Senna mumbled.
Lord Thomson patted Senna's hand comfortingly, "Rest dear Senna ". The Lord stroked Senna's forehead softly.
"What happened? "Senna whispered, her brow wrinkling with pain.
Lord Thomson was silent for many moments. "A Rogue Spike tossed you. Senna, you could have died, I do hope you think about these rash decisions before you act ", The Lord scolded.
Senna smiled faintly, "You know I don't, that's why I'm your favourite ", Senna sighed and closed her eyes. She quickly fell into a fitful sleep.
Lord Thomson seemed to sit there and watch the young Lord for several minutes, before standing and walking out. The Lord walked down the hall and ran gloves fingers along the white walls. Lord Thomson suddenly paused at a door and snuck in; the door closed with a short snap and the Lord looked around warily.
The room was a pleasant sight. A colourful blanket covered a double bed, with several books piled haphazardly on the bedside table; ipod earphones dangled over the side of the bedside table. There was a few photos on the shelf and on the far wall a assortment of weapons were hung on the wall. Lord Thomson ran fingers along the glinting blades. With a large wardrobe and several pairs of pants half hanging out of the drawers; it was obvious they had been stuffed in the draw in haste.
"Senna… Your room is definitely how you left it ", Lord Thomson thought.
"You are being ridiculous ", Selena burst out.
Llanie grimaced, "Please! I can't handle them alone. "She fluttered her eyelashes, "I love you ".
Selena glared, "Love only goes so far. "
Llanie looked at her desperately, "Selena, your my best friend and my most trustworthy comrade. Please I can't do this without you; of all the people, you would know how much I can't stand my parents best ", she pleaded. She tugged on Selena's sleave and gazed at her woefully.
Selena looked away impatiently; her gaze flickered around her home indifferently; ignoring Llanies pleas. Selena looked back at Llanie, "Don't make me do this. I know it's the anniversary, but please, I can't stand it ", she confessed quietly.
Llanie looked saddened, "I know, how do you think I feel? Please do this. We can deal with it together. "She shuddered and her eyes welled with tears, "You have to understand that we're in this together. Senna wouldn't want us to be so miserable ", Llanie whispered. She sat at the dining table, clearly distraught. She put her face in her hands and her whole body trembled.
Selena sighed sat down beside Llanie. "I know. Senna wouldn't want that. "She swallowed and looked uncomfortable as Llanie made a noise.
Llanie raised her head, wiping away tears and sniffling, "I can't even look Scout in the eyes Selena. I just keep picturing her; and feeling guilty because I know Scout will never forgive me for not telling him about his sister ", she moped miserably. Llanie shook her head suddenly, surprising Selena; "Ro would never forgive me! "She added aggressively.
The silver haired female looked stunned; Selena wet her lips self-consciously, "I can picture Senna and Ro, forever together and watching over us ", She murmured. Llanie smiled tearfully and nodded.
A sudden racket filled the two female's ears, it was coming from the center of the clan. Selena jumped to her feet, and dragged Llanie up; they hurried out the door, gripping the hilts of their swords tightly as their nerves spiked. The two raced out to the clearing in time to see a warrior get thrown to the ground; joining the mass of fallen warriors.
"Selena, Llanie ", that cruel smile that they both knew so well made them feel sick to their stomach. "What a pleasant surprise to see you both ".
Selena growled inhumanly.
Julius Kinko raised an eyebrow at their now unsheathed swords. His white scar and blood red hair standing out; sending shivers of anxiety up and down the two's spines. "Now no need to be hostile. You see ", he indicated to the bloodied warriors, "I didn't kill many ".
Llanie felt the most intense hatred for this creature, for the death of her husband, daughter and young cousin. "Julie, what a nice manicure you have there ", she sneered. Hitting the sore spot of the feminine use of his name. She grinned bitterly at the look of fury on his face.
Julius Kinko moved so quickly, Llanie did not even have time to react. She was kicked across the clearing and disappeared into the mass of bushes and trees that surrounded them. Silence ensured and Llanie did not reappear.
Selena lurched away and kept a trained eye on his movements. "I see you haven't changed much Julius. " She commented coldly. They both circled each other. Julius strode calmly around, while Selena paced tensely and with her sword at the ready.
Julius chuckled unpleasantly, "I see you are still not happy with me. I mean, I said sorry for the death of our son. He just happened to be on the opposite side of this war. Quite unpleasant ", he sighed dramatically, "Hetre was a good boy, like you; but unlike his father ". He leered at Selena. "I must say, you're looking quite lovely today dear wife ".
Selena looked tormented as he spoke. "What about Senna? " Her voice cracked under the pressure.
Julius cocked his head to the side. "I did not kill Senna ", he said simply. But with an odd look in his eyes that made Selena very uncomfortable and unsure.
The sun was suddenly enveloped by an abnormally dark storm cloud. Darkness fell over the clearing and Julius grinned cruelly, "Dearest, I would like to inform you that you will not live past today. I have decided that if I can't have you; no one can ". He stopped circling suddenly and faced her casually.
Selena swallowed numbly, gripping her sword tightly.
He suddenly appeared in front of her and grabbed her. Everything went black very suddenly, Selena fell into the vast black pool of nothingness.
Lanie woke to immense pain. Her limbs and body were bent at impossible directions; her insides felt heavy and full which informed her of internal bleeding. She groaned and tried to move, but she was paralysed with pain; and blood filling her mouth. Darkness overtook her and unconsciousness claimed her.
Lord Thomson watched as Selena was dumped against a tree several kilometres away from the clan by the creature; Julius Kinko. With that same mask of silver, with those same engravings. With that same brown hair windblown and ruffled. The mask only had eye holes. The Lord wore an impressive breastplate with intricate designs depicting the same monstrous beings from Dimka's ring; but they were on all fours with their heads lowered to the ground, as if they were bowing… The two creatures were bowing inwards to a symbol that was almost identical to the infinity symbol… The Lord wore those same black pants in which Senna had worn also, as well as bandages wound up the right arm of The Lord. A black tattoo of a hourglass was showing on The Lords left forearm…
Julius Kinko froze and looked around, "Lord Thomson, how pleasant a surprise ". He suddenly frowned, "Now try and refrain yourself from trying to kill me again ", he winked, "It is getting slightly tedious ". The storm overhead rumbled with the furious intent in which accompanied many of Australia's most meanest storms.
"I agree"
The Lord invaded his mind carefully and spoke to him.
"I do not have time for this Kinko, leave the girl and depart. Or we shall have words "
The threat was a real one, and Julius Kinko knew that. He grinned with arrogance, "How eloquent ", he glanced down at Selena with contempt, "We shall meet on the battlefield gracious Lord Thomson. Until then. "He nodded and quite suddenly was joined by a tracing vampire. He traced away with the traitorous Kinko.
Lord Thomson jumped down and inspected Selena. She was out cold, perhaps mystically reinforced. The Lord probed her mind gently and found a mental barrier of black magic; that was keeping Selena unconscious. The Lord touched her temple and inspected the barrier carefully. "I have to be careful. Removal of this could harm her… Or myself. "Lord Thomson mulled over several ideas before finally scooping up the limp Selena and starting toward the clan.
"Llanie? Dear? It's your father, can you hear me? " A worried voice filled her ears as she slided back into consciousness. Llanie immediately wished for unconsciousness to claim her once more as agony assailed her. Her body seized and was tight as a bow-string as she tried to master the urge to scream with agony.
"Wisea? Do something! " Llanie's father said hurriedly. The sound of deep seated fear and worry in his voice was clear and desperate.
Llanie felt someone shove a leather belt between her teeth. "Hold on Grand Elder, your daughter is in agony, I can't help that. She has to bear through it; I've already bound her limbs as good as I can. Now we have to wait to see if she'll pull through. "Wisea reasoned.
Llanie peeled open her eyes and blinked against the pain, "Father? "She said through the belt.
Before anyone could respond, there was a yell from outside. "Grand Elder! " There was a burst of noise from a door being flung open. "Grand Elder! There's a trespasser, they have Selena, she's unconscious and is asking for an audience. " A man rapidly babbled to the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder followed the man after a lingering look at his shaking daughters form. He came to a stop once he caught sight of Selena in the arms of someone he recognised. The Grand Elder swallowed. "Lord Thomson ", he said anxiously.
The Lords head inclined in response.
"I have need of your medical centre Grand Elder Tinear ".
"I must insist good Lord ", Tinear said for the millionth time.
Lord Thomson's patience was lagging, and this Lord was known for patience... And also viciousness. "Elder, I must insist you shut your trap ".
Tinear winced as the words rebounded around inside his skull. "Apologies Lord. I am just tense ", he said rushed.
Lord Thomson ran sensitive fingers over Selena's unconscious person. "She has been placed into a trance by Julius Kinko. I'm going attempt to break it. I am aware that there is a large chance of this being a trap; of what I do not know ", Lord Thomson told him. Turning to him, The Lord nodded, "I am aware that this black magic is imbedded deep within her. But I shall save her, and whatever trap shall be released, I shall take it into my own body and compress it within. The black magic will be hopefully smothered by my life energy. "
Tinear swallowed nervously and backed up slightly.
Lord Thomson placed a palm on Selena's brow and held another hand on her stomach. Blue mist like substances enveloped Selena's brow and stomach; it was soaked into her body. Selena's body was motionless for many moments, before it suddenly seized and spasmed.
The Lord grunted as if surprised.
Tinear could feel a sudden weight in the air, he swallowed as his body heated up and his head became heavy. There was an odd, almost burnt taste in his mouth when he inhaled; His throat was dry and perspiration dribbled down his forehead.
"He has become stronger" Lord Thomson shuddered with strain as the air turned dirty.
The Lords muscles tensed as waved of dark magic roiled angrily in the air surrounding the Grand Elder and Lord. The dark energy lashed violently in the air around them, making the Grand Elder flinch and tremble; it was as if the darkness could sense its destruction and refused to go down without a fight.
"Perhaps ", Tinear cleared his throat and edged away from the centre of the energy which was enfolding around Lord Thomson. "Perhaps we should reconsider Lord Thomson. This is quite dangerous ". He watched as Selena's body shuddered and shook under the onslaught of dark matter inside her, while the Lord kept her down with the steady line of life force.
"I am aware that this is very dangerous, but it is the only way to keep this female alive. I value this females great courage, even under oppression ", The Lord's head inclined.
Tinear looked uneasily at the black mist rising from Selena's shuddering body.
It went very fast from then. The Black mist lingered, then suddenly, like a sponge was sucked into Lord Thomson's body. The connection between the two was broken when the Lord stumbled back with a gasp. The Lord bent and pain went through The Grand Elders temples; Tinear's vision faded and everything went black.
Wind ruffled The Lords hair along with the leaves of the tree in which the Lord was perched in, looking down on the valley. The valley was narrow, and widened slowly at the mid section, warriors marched and clanged weapons aggressively. Lord Thomson wore that same armour, it seemed as the Lord had not changed at all, if anything, the only thing that had changed, is the black hourglass tattoo was even more ominous.
"My liege, you have waited here for too long, he will not come, he is too sly and intelligent; he will not face you ", a female voice sounded from behind. The Lord turned slightly.
"You are mistaken Lord Micah, it is that he is intelligent and sly, that he will face me. He thinks that we are ignorant, and shall kill us in surprise ", Lord Thomson's thoughts invaded Lord Micah's mind without fight. The tall Lord strode forward, the Black beast tattoo's up her arms sent shivers up any warriors spine. She wore a chainmail and those familiar black pants, with a silver mask, oh so alike Lord Thomson's, aside from the engravings. Instead on this Lord's mask; was three jagged engravings, as if claws had scraped across the mask on the left side, and on the right, was a small engraving of a baying wolf.
The baying wolf was a sign of their ancient race, of the longing for redemption. So the rumours were true… The Lord of Redemption indeed existed.
"You are sure? " Micah adjusted her mask. She had purple hair, long in a ponytail, but the fringe splayed over the eyes of the mask.
Lord Thomson stood straight, "How long have you served me Micah? "
Lord Micah stepped cleanly only another sturdy branch, "Six thousand years My Lord ".
Lord Thomson nodded, "So long… And in that time, have I ever been not sure? "The thoughts bubbling in Micah's mind.
Micah sounded bemused, "No Lord. And for that I am thankful. "She bent down into an awkward crouch on the branch. "Although I must say, this tree makes me feel like a bird ".
Lord Thomson ignored her, "I sense he is near. Get ready Lord Micah ".
They both jumped from the tree and did an impressive freefall into the gaping valley below.
Lord Thomson landed perfectly on steady feet; Shocking the warriors in which witnessed the feat, of two masked entities landing perfectly balanced between them.
The two Lords took off at a run through the masses of warriors, fighting the current as well as foolish warriors in which tried to stop the two. They sprinted swiftly, weaving in and out of the crowds, their feet pounding against the hot rock under them.
"Lord? " Micah sent the thoughts into her partners head, "Do you think it could be a trap? Considering who this is? "
Lord Thomson nodded, that short brown hair going wild in the wind. "Of course, I have absolutely no doubt ".
"Thought as much ", Micah said out loud, and laughed.
Lord Thomson suddenly stopped as the warriors started to thin out, the remaining warriors avoided them, it was definitely a trap.
"Indeed Lord Thomson, I have been awaiting you ", Julius Kinko appeared in front of the two.
Lord Thomson did not wait for pleasantries, instead, The Lord whipped out a short black dagger and swiped. The sudden attack took the enemy by surprise and he staggered back, grasping the large wound down the side of his face. He stumbled back and growled deeply; he bared sharp fangs at the two.
"Point to us ", Micah commented.
Lord Thomson lunged at him swiftly, with Long sword in hand. He had already pulled out double swords and parried by crossing swords. Micah took several steps backward as the battle raged, "This might take a while ", She mumbled to herself. Then caught the faint thoughts of Lord Thomson, "Blood for Blood ".
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