Hi everybody, here's the next chapter. Sorry it took so long! (Weeps) I'm just lazy...
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Part 4; No Choice But
I sat behind Shadow on his dragon; it was a day after seeing my father. I had recently scanned my influences again, Black was at seven percent. I asked Shadow, "Where are we?"
"Arrmeggadonn said to go here."
Humph, of course. Take directions from your amulet, don't deny it, I've seen you talking to it! That thing gives me such a bad feeling! I tempted fate, and nudged Shadow's amulet-and-gauntlet arm, indicating what I wanted.
Shadow gave a grunt in response, I tried again. I got an elbow in the stomach. Another nudge, another elbow.
At last he gave in and lifted his wrist, "Fine. Arrmeggadonn, where are we?"
He then started nodding, I assumed that Arrmeggadonn or Shadow, it had to be one of them, was blocking the conversation. I heard Shadow give some sort of gasp, then cock his head, then nod coolly. It was almost like watching a mime, a mime that could kill me without difficulty that is.
We entered a strange room. Dark crystals glittered, and then I remembered, this looked like one of the Shadowtown Power Plants that my class went on a field trip to. But, if it's shut down, then, isn't there stray energy-
My thought was cut off as the crystals sprang to life and I-can't-think-so-bright-weak-feeling-can't-stay…..awake……
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Lightning slumped against me. Arrmeggadonn chuckled, "Perfect."
"What is perfect?" I asked, as we left the radioactive building. My 'amulet' chuckled.
"Moordryd, I already told you. His Black Draconium levels were not high enough for what we need. Either he will control the energy inserted by the radiation, or it will break him. And he has no choice but to stay with us now, only we can help him contain, and eventually control, it."
I nodded, absentmindedly thinking of home. Not with my father, scales no! But with the Dragon Eyes, that was such a life! I even miss that stable brat, Artha Penn, a bit; miss his bro a bit more. I miss mini-brat, I'll admit it. He made a good kid-brother-for-a-day. Lightning reminds me a bit of him. I guess that's why I'm attached to him, despite my attempts to avoid any contact that could lead to any emotional bonds.
Finally I asked, "What exactly do you mean by 'break him'?"
The two fiery eyes glittered at me, "Basically, it will annihilate his desires and memories. He will be like a living shell."
I raised my eyebrow, not that he could see it behind my mask, but with the shock that I'm feeling I'm sure that the strain in my voice was probably enough, "And if that happens? He won't exactly be of use to us!"
"Moordryd, Moordryd, Moordryd," Arrmeggadonn sighed. "As I said, he will still live, but his mind will be blank. And of course, he will wish for you, as the only person around, to fill in that blank. You can tell him whatever you want; you can turn him against his friends, against his family-"
"I have no idea who they are."
"Well, you can definitely turn him against the other three boosters," he hissed directly into my mind. It really weirds me out when he does that. A few of the Dragon Eyes thought I was losing my sanity.
I'm starting to wonder if I still have it.