Chapter 19
A/N: Hey guys! Welcome back to the story! Good to see y'all agin! Remember, I'm just the writer Gabeherdon308 owns the OCs and story idea.
"Fascinating…You can't hide from me forever…enemies are closer than you think."
Trezac gasped, shutting out the various voices he heard rippling in the force as a new disturbance came. Panting, he rested his hands on his knees, shivering at the wave of darkness. Something happened, something bad.
Standing up, he looked around. Everything was just as peaceful as before. The Moon Mage was mediating in her spot, the Moon Moths were fluttering around quietly, overall it was almost as tranquil as the Temple.
Trezac took a breath, trying to calm himself down. Panic was something he could not afford, he needed to keep a clear head. Closing his eyes, he reached out again, and through the magic he picked up various emotions; sorrow, rage, pain. With a frown, he focused in on them, raising his brows as he detected it not far. Whoever was experiencing these things, they were on the Nexus.
Sighing, he strode out of the massive library, moving down the mountain towards the others. Down in the clearing, he could see Rayla approaching Claudia. Well, this couldn't be good.
However, instead of arguing like he expected, they merely stomped past one another. He looked at Claudia, frowning as he saw sadness written clearly on the dark mage's face. Green eyes then flickered to Rayla, and anger was plain as day.
How is it he was gone for like five minutes and something happened?
Whatever, they weren't fighting, he would take it. Right now, he just wanted to go to bed, and get a few hours of peace and quiet before everything went to shit again.
-.-
Unfortunately, sleep did not happen. Trezac sprawled on his bed glaring at the ceiling as light began to stream in from the rising sun. Whoever kept causing these disturbances in the force throughout the entire night, he was going to kill them. It may not be the Jedi way, but screw it, he was tired, the Jedi were basically gone, what did it matter for anymore?
"Callum?" Ezran yawned as he sat up in bed.
"Morning Ez," Callum spoke solemnly.
His tone made Trezac, reluctantly, sit up. Looking across the room, he saw Callum sitting on the floor, dry tear tracks on his face. The image from last night came back to him, Rayla and Claudia, ignoring each other, the emotions he felt last night…Callum…Callum had found out about his father, hadn't he?
Ezran, meanwhile, remained oblivious to his brother's plight. "I had a weird dream again," he started rubbing his eyes. "I was running from that giant hippo, the one made of taffy. Remember?"
"Uh…I think so?"
"Only this time, there was someone riding on his back," Ez continued, "it was the baker—the one who didn't like me."
"He'd like you if you stopped stealing his jelly tarts," Callum deadpanned.
"He said I was wanted for crimes against dessert. And to make the hippo chase me, the baker told him I was jelly filled!" the boy exclaimed grabbing his brother's collar, shaking him, "I was a pastry fugitive Callum! It was terrible! And that's not even the worst part! He was right, I was delicious."
Oh by the freaking ancients it was too freaking early for this.
Yanking the covers over his head, Trezac prayed to at least get a little sleep.
However, Zym had other plans as he jumped right onto Trezac's gut. Jumping off, Agir landed in the same spot three seconds later as he chased the dragonling.
-.-
"Are you ok?" Rayla asked as Trezac slid into the bench across from her. He looked like death warmed over.
"No," he groaned resting his head on his arms. "I didn't get any sleep last night."
"Ah."
Hearing footsteps, they both looked to see Callum walking over. With a sigh, the other boy sat down. "I couldn't do it."
"Do what?"
"I couldn't tell him," Callum continued, not paying mind to Trezac's muffled question.
"Oh, that," the padawan realized.
Rayla bit her lip. Emotions weren't really her thing, frankly, it seemed like another thing the human mage could do better than her. But, right now…he wasn't going to be any help. "Callum," she spoke gently.
"And I understand why you couldn't tell me," the elder brother added looking at her. "When you care about someone it's hard to hurt them. Even when what you're telling them is the truth."
"I still should've told you. You had the right to know," Rayla sighed.
"I think maybe I did know," Callum confessed. "Deep down, you know? I just hoped that if I didn't think about it maybe somehow it wouldn't be true. But he's gone," he choked on a sob, "he's really gone."
-.-
"When Soren said Dad wanted us home you knew he was lying," Callum said as the trio strode down the steps.
"Yeah."
"Wasn't it obvious?" Trezac yawned.
"Maybe he was trying to protect our feelings?' Callum suggested.
Trezac raised a brow. "Really?"
"Ok, probably not," Callum conceded.
"We can't stay here any longer," Rayla nodded, "We have to leave, now. Get as far away from them as we can before they realize we're gone."
"Whoa, wait, but they're still our friends," Callum protested.
"But they lied to you," Rayla reminded.
"Soren lied to me, Claudia told me the truth."
"And Claudia is a dark mage who sucks the life out of other living things," Trezac deadpanned. "I don't trust her."
"What? Trezac, back at the Castle you two were such great friends, and now you wanna leave?"
"Leave?" a familiar voice asked and the jedi and elf looked at each other then back towards the brother and sister as they approached.
"Yeah, we're leaving today," Trezac stated crossing his arms. "We have to get Zym back to his mother, it could end the war. So no, we're not going home with you."
"Oh…"
"You sure?" Soren started. "Cause your dad is—"
"We know he's dead Soren, stop being an ass," Trezac snapped, silencing the infernal idiot.
"Well, Callum, there's something I want to give you, in private," Claudia chuckled nervously, breaking the tense silence.
"Oh, uh sure," Callum smiled following after the mage leaving Rayla and Trezac alone with Soren. "Be right back!"
-.-
"Come on Zym! You love it in there as an egg!" Ezran called chasing the dragon hatchling around the room, trying and failing to get him to go in the bag.
"Cause he was an egg," Trezac reminded. "Eggs can't exactly decide for themselves." Bait gave a grunt, climbing into the bag, "See, Bait wants to ride."
"You two aren't helping!"
As Trezac gave a shrug, the door opened and Callum walked in. "Let me guess," Rayla began, "the moment we left she tried to manipulate you and convince you to go home again."
"No she didn't," Callum smirked picking up his bag. "If fact, Claudia understands the importance of getting Zym back to Xadia."
"Oh…that's surprising, but good."
Callm nodded a wide smile crossing his face. "In fact she understands it so well that she and Soren want to come with us!"
"What?!" the elf exclaimed springing to her feet. "That's the worst possible plan!"
"How? They're offering to help?"
"Or it's a trap," Trezac spoke up. "I've had plenty of so called allies turn into enemies on me."
"Trezac's right," Rayla agreed. "If we take them with us, without knowing their motives, by the time we find out the truth, it could be too late. We'd lose everything."
Taking their words into consideration, Callum sighed. As much as he hated to say it, they might have a point. "So then, what do we do? How can we figure out if it's help or a trap?"
Trezac grinned, "I've already got a plan."
A/N: hey guys, sorry the chapter's so short, but this chapter really did not feel like cooperating to write itself. Anyways, hope y'all enjoyed it and I'll see y'all next time.