First time writing a fight scene so... yeah... it's gonna be pretty bad (Sorry). Chapter 3 is here and ahead of schedule do to me being somewhat bust this upcoming Wednesday. The Holy Grail War has officially begun and it is time to see how Drake will handle all the events before him. As always sorry for the grammar in advance (I try to read each chapter about three times aloud before posting them but I'm sure I still made a butt load of mistakes)
Enjoy!
PS story just broke 20,000 words! I can't believe I have written that much.
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Chapter 3
Drake's POV
I laid on the grassy field helpless and confused, as I curled tighter into a ball pressing my hands against my ears with so much force it felt like my skull would burst under their combined pressure. But that pain was nothing compared to the one I was receiving from a mysterious voice that with one mere sentence was able to send powerful shock waves that shook this once peaceful utopia. Unable to takes it anymore I began screaming out uselessly against it.
"LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE, PLEASE", tears streamed down my face my words being lost to the banshee like screams of the mysterious voice, "WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME?"
As if being transported instantly into the vacuum of space the noise stopped. The sudden silence that filled the lost paradise after the words escaped my lips was so abrupt my head started spinning, and my body, its senses so overloaded by the violent shift from chaos to peace, was on the verge of going into a full blown seizure. But I remained perfectly still in the silence, not willing to give up the little protection my fetal position gave me in fear of the voices return, dying from a seizure at this point seemed more like a welcomed gift. But I was not rewarded the sweet relief of death as time marched on. Seconds became days which became months, and before I knew it years began passing by with me frozen in fear laying helplessly on the ground. After an eternity of my limbs locked in place the only body part I had the courage to move was the slow lifting of my eyelids allowing light to funnel in. Being able to see after millennials of darkness felt strange. But my eyes eventually adjusted to the rediscovered sense, and they were able to reveal a world that had remained paused in chaos the moment the screams ceased. Each individual blade of grass was frozen in place as it eagerly awaited for the universe to resume the movement the shock waves had sent them in. The clouds remain dark, and on the verge letting all it's held up liquid plummet to the field below. Even the particle in the air seemed to be frozen in time, almost as if one could reach a hand out and grasp the wind itself. Trembling my body uncurled itself to a seated position and I looked around fearfully like a child lost in the wood. No sound came from this timeless world and even my own breathing seemed unnaturally noiseless. Shaking nervously with fear my head began its brave journey of scanning my entire surroundings. Slowly turning around my eyes met a dirty brown color centimeters from my face that filled my entire vision. Scurrying helplessly backwards at the strange color my field of view began to increase. The brown color revealed itself to be some sort of poorly constructed clothing with slender arms and legs budgeting out from the openings. Hesitantly raising my head in fear I was met with the first human being I've seen in eons. It was a young woman who looked to be no more than sixteen, her hair was all over the place and went down to her shoulders. It was a dull golden color with patches of mud and dirt seemingly soaked into it. To be completely honest she looked like a homeless peasant who had fashioned a cloth sack as make shift tunic. Trembling I made eye contact with the girls most striking feature that made me want to shriek and caused me to instantly look away. The eye on the left side of her face was relatively normal despite it's blue iris seemingly able to rival the ocean… but the other one was so unnatural it's very presence sent shivers down my spine. It was made of pure gold. It was like somebody poured the molten metal into the eye socket and allowed it to harden fusing it to her face. The golden organ gave her the appearance of wisdom beyond her young age along with overwhelming intimidation. Unable to move let alone talk, I remained there staring up at her in horror. unable to meet her gaze
"It's been a while hasn't it Saxon", the girl finally spoke in a voice filled with calm authority, "I wish you would have given me more time to prepare you, but keeping with traditions you make my job harder".
Kneeling down the mysterious girl raised an arm and reached out resting it below my chin before raising it to make our eyes meet. The golden eye shined brightly and I was blinded by a light that rivaled the sun, "I have no time to explain all the questions you have. All I can give you is one word. It's meaning to you is beyond important, and when the time comes it will be used to end the path you were forced onto many years ago", a breath was taken and my eyes continued to stare pupil wide into the intense light before me unable to blink. With a whisper a voice appeared next to my ear and with the strength of an iron chisel engraved a message into my brain,
"Dumnonia"
It was a word that destroyed perfection, and with it the utopia I had inhabited for well over a thousand years tore itself apart. A void appeared tearing the sky to shreds and the ground began vaporizing beneath my feet leaving me in an endless hands of space. Terrified and unable to move, I remained frozen floating in the unknown as the only world I knew broke itself apart. In the emptiness a sound shot out rippling the very fabric of space time banishing me from the utopia with a violent push.
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I was transported from one chaos ruled world to another as a blast echoed through the mansion flinging me right out of the bed I had entered angrily hours before. The feeling of being airborne only lasted for a few seconds as gravity soon returned sending me crashing down to the floor with a painful thud. I laid still on the floor after that, my body was screaming out in agony but my mind could only focus on one thing, or rather one word
Dumnonia
Groining I eventually lifted myself up rubbing the back of my head that took most of the impact. I looked around the room to be met with an imagine straight out of a disaster movie. The windows were shattered, and my belonging along with most of the lighter furninate in the room were scattered randomly about.
"Sir Griffin", a concern voice broke through the room causing me to look up to see Ceinwyn. The maid look like she had just been through a hurricane, her hair was a mess, and light cuts were emerging from the entire left side of her body, a particularly nasty looking wound was painting part of her arm crimson with blood. I looked on in horror and worry but the girl seemed more concerned about my safety then hers as she came rushing over checking me for any external damage. After deciding that I had know real injures she sighed in relief.
"You do not appear to have any serious wounds. Do you feel well enough to move", I looked on with shock as she completely disregarded her own well being despite being in a worse state. Grabbing her shoulders my mouth began moving a mile per minute.
"Ceinwyn what's going on? Are you okay, we need to get you something to cover your arm?" , I spoke nervously unsure what to do in this situation.
"I… I do not know what's happening Master Griffin", She replied lifting herself up then grabbing my arm to help me, "but we must hurry to find your father, I fear you are in grave danger"
"B-but what about your arm?", She glanced down at her bleeding wound and eyed it as if there was nothing there.
"It is nothing serious, please follow me Master Griffin we must hurry", I was shocked by what she had just said but had no opportunity to make an argument as she grabbed my hand and began dragging me out of the room into the hallways.
While hurrying me along my mind remained in a mangled mess the explosion had created. Looking at the person clasping my hand I noticed that the girls bleeding arm was placed in a hidden pouch in her uniform that was becoming stained in blood. Her limb was positioned in such a way that I thought she was going to throw an object out of it. I looked up at the maid concerned but there was no trace of the fear I was experiencing in her, her eyes narrowed in determination as she began expertly maneuvering between the various connecting hallways placed throughout the labyrinth. Not even two seconds into into the run my lungs began burning, but in all the confusion I overlooked the clear sign my body was giving me.
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I was unable to judge how far we traveled in the darkness but the burning pain in my lungs was becoming painful enough that confused or not I had to notice. Forcefully I planet my legs into the ground to stop the girl, but the sudden change in velocity almost caused us to tumble over into a large open room darted with ancient furniture.
"What is wrong Sir Griffin?", the maid asked while her eyes scanned the room, " We must move you to a safer location".
"Please", I said almost choking on the amount of air I was heaving in the second we stopped, "I can't breathe".
With concerned eyes the maid paused, and worry spread across her body, "What is wrong Sir Griffin? I did not need mean to push you so hard". As she said this I felt my lungs begin to contract, and my breathing became more sporadic. My mind went into a panic as I knew what was going to happen next.
I'm and idiot I shouldn't have pushed myself that hard
Clutching my chest I fell onto my hands and knees and heard Ceinwyn give out a shocked gasp, "... Inhaler … Asthma", I was barely able to choke out. With lungs closing I reached into my pocket to grab my lifeline, but soon realised I never took my inhaler out of my other pants. I've had asthma all my life. My attacks were rare since I never went over my limits physically, but whenever I had one my inhaler was the one object I depend on to save my life. The fear that I did not have it with me only worsened my attack, and breathing soon became impossible. Wheezing and gasping for air I felt like I was drowning myself, and the lack of oxygen soon began taking it's toll weakening my body. On the verge of blacking out I felt I had grab my shoulder and through my blurred vision I saw Cienwyn's face.
"Breath", she demanded, not a drop of concern in her voice just authority. I still wheezed on, I never stopped an asthma attack without my inhaler and I wanted to tell the maid to retrieve it but she remained in front of me, "Breathe, in and out", she then gave an example and began inhaling before slowly releasing the air. I tried to mimic her action but my lungs continued to refuse my commands. "In", she breathed, "and out". With darkness enclosing my vision I was sure I was going to die,, but with one last attempt I tried to breathe. Then I felt it, it wasn't a lot but it was a small trickle of air that open up my lungs and provided me a small amount of fuel. I took another breath, each one clearing my lungs and making it easier to breath. My gasp soon turned into actual breathes, and I began matching Ceinwyn's slow breathing pattern. I kept taking in deep breathes long after I had returned to normal and the maid inches away kept up her examples until I slowly made my way up. Following suit the strawberry blonde stood up too, her face showing concern and relief. I should be yelling right at her right now for not even trying to find my inhaler. But after what she just did to save me I flung my hands around her, overcome by emotions and just happy to be alive.
"Thank you", I whispered, still shaking nervously from the near death experience, "... I've never been without my inhaler". Separating even in the darkness I could make out the maids redden face and my soon matched her color when I realized my action. "I uh really appreciate it… I've never stopped an attack on my own before", I stuttered out nervously.
"No thanks are needed S-Sir Griffin", she replied equally nervous, "I should be t-the one apologizing. I was not aware of you condition and pushed you to hard".
Even with just saving my life this girl was still criticizing her own actions. I stared on in amazement and for a couple seconds completely forgetting about the trip, the explosion that knocked me out of bed, and my father. I just simply stared at the young women across from me in a new light blushing. She began staring back and we stood there not caring about the awkward silence. Neither of us spoke, but the moment was interrupted by a laugh that echoed from the darkness. Both of us snapping out of are transes looked into the dark were the noise originated. Without hesitations Ceinwyn bloodied hand was back in her pouch and her eyes scanned the dark room. The laugh continued and the longer I heard it the more sinister and evil it became.
"How cute", the voice drew out creepily, "That was quite the moment you two shared". The noise was coming closer and soon a figure emerged from the void slowly lit by the moonlight coming from the window. It was a man, tall and lengthy allowing him to tower above us even when ten feet away. His clothing was a dark pine green and was something that looked straight out of the 1800's. Shocked and confused I watched him as his eyes narrowed on me.
"I really must say such genuine concern for one other than yourself is hard to come by now a days", his voice remained elegant yet terrifying as it sent shivers down my spine, "The real question is why you are here?", he motioned towards me and raised an eyebrow mocking, "I suspected there may be a servant or two left, but the maid next to you has already revealed your status to be much higher". Tension filled silenced filled the room as the man's very presence was enough to send shivers down my spine,
"Leave now", a threatening voice spoke up. It took me a moment to realize it was Ceinwyn who had been the one to speak, her voice sounding completely foreign from her usual upbeat one.
If the man was affected by that order he certainly did I good job of hiding it. His smirk soon turned into a scowl and his eyes latched onto the maid with disgust, "Hold your tongue worm, you have no such right to talk to a man of my standing in such away", The strawberry blonde remained unaffected by his words, and her grip on whatever she was holding in her pouch only increased. "You on the other hand appear to be of the same class", his eyes once again scanning over to me, "and are a different story entirely. I suspected all of the Aelle's to coware away like the frightened bitch they are… but here you are", His hand stroke his chin mockingly and his eyes continued to gaze over me, "You're certainly not the participating Aelle in this war, and your clothing is so… peasant like".
Confusion overwhelmed my thoughts and my mouth formed a question before my mind could even register it, "What the hell do you want?"
The man's eyes widen slightly in genuine shocked, "Your accent... it's American", silence once again filled the room as the man's face returned to a sinister smirk before he began laughing as that knowledge apparently gave him insight on something I clearly did not know, "That is too good, the proud Aelle bloodline, untouched for generations, has been soiled". He was chuckling so hard I could see small tears beginning to outline his eyes and he brought a hand up to brush it them away as his laughter dying down, "It's a shame you must be disposed of. The embarrassment you represent is such a blow to the entire family", his eyes harden and his smile grew wicked, "But alas you are in my way, and being allowed to destroy two Aelle's, pure blood or not, is just too good an opportunity to pass up"
My mind was racked with confusion, and all his words making know sense at all. I wanted to ask more question but the fear he was emitting was enough to keep my body paralyzed. Dispose of us… what does he mean by that?
"Hmmm the other member could prove more difficult so I shall not waste any energy disposing of you scum", The man lifted his arm and the darkness he emerged from, defying all laws of nature, wrapped around his right arm glowing brightly for no more than a second before returning to it's pitch black color, the act itself was enough to convince me I was in a nightmare.
This can't be real.
The shadow began to grow from around the man arm and it traveled out in front of him hardening and time seem to slow down as it morphed into a skeleton like shape wielding a blackened blade made from the darkness the man controlled. I have to wake up I thought as the nightmarish figure fully materialized before me giving out a nightmarish shriek. I have to wake I thought as Ceinwyn bloodied arm shot out of the patch, revealing three green glowing daggers. I have to wake I thought as knives flew through the air and collided with the skeleton causing little chunks to vaporizes, only causing the man behind the creature to laugh mockingly. I have to wake up I thought as the creature continued his approach, small pieces of steel passing almost harmlessly through it. I have to wake I thought as I looked up helplessly at the monster raise it's blade ready to bring it down on my head. I can't wake up I realized my eyes widening in fear as my imminent death became clear. The skeleton swords soared downward cutting through the air with a sharp hiss. Not having any time to accept my fate I stood frozen unable to move. The blade was mere inches from my head when I strong forced rammed into my side flinging me into the air. I was tackled from the side. For the second time tonight Ceinwyn saved my life as she quickly stood up and blocked the monster's path from where we landed after flinging us from it's attack. The maid threw more daggers at the creature but the damage she was causing was simply not enough. Small holes continued to pierce it, but the skeleton continued moving forward. Changing the position of the knife in her hand Ceinwyn prepared to unleash on last attack at the monster, but she like me had already released that it was a futile endeavor, we were both going to die. But staying brave even with death right in front of her the maid swung her knife forward to meet the much bigger blade, that was sure to shatter the smaller weapon. Time froze mere centimeter before the metals collide. But before the monster could destroy our last line of defense a minuscule white orb streaked across the night and hit the monsters black skull with a small ding. The skeleton halted completely and stood up still it's arms making unnatural cracks as they straighten at it's side. Were the small orb hit a shining white light emerged that was the size of a nickel. But the glowing circle began spreading quickly before covering the creatures entire skull, then upper body, and eventually the whole monster itself was lit in a brilliant white light. The skeletons bones began vibrating rapidly until disintegrating without a noise, leaving a void in it's place as if nothing existed. Both mine and Ceinwyn eyes looked on in confusion and even the evil man before us looked mildly shocked. But that shock was soon replaced with a smirk,
"Oh my, you slaves sure are dedicated to protecting the familiy", he laughed while I turned my head in the direction he spoke. Behind us my eyes were relieved to see Richard, the older man's eyes focused with anger on the noble before us. The butler was holding an old musket style pistol aimed at were the monster once stood, white smoke rising from the barrel. Richard still eyeing the man spoke in a commanding tone,
"Ceinwyn escort Drake to James room"
I felt a soft hand grip mine and looked up to see the strawberry haired girl lifting me up. Her body trembling in fear, but her eyes filled with determination to complete the task. She rushed me behind Richard then paused staring up at the man, her face worried.
"I'll be fine", Richard replied never breaking contact with the smirking man across from him, "Please find James and get to safety".
Hesitating Ceinwyn grip on my hand increased and she turned leading me once again into the labyrinth of halls. As we entered I heard the evil voice laugh mockingly once more,
"Tell me how long do you think your last slave", a light bright then filled the room behind us, slowly fading as we sank into the darkness of the hallway.
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In the darkness I could not even make out the outline of the hallway, but I was far to scared and confused to tell Ceinwyn to slow down. Even the thought of another asthma attack wasn't enough for me to stop running with the maid. I wanted to ask her what was going on, and how that man was able to manipulate the darkness, but I was to overcome with fear to even consider making any unnecessary sounds. With our feet clattering against the floor I had know choice but trust the maid. With one last sharp turn I could make out a light outlying a closed door at the end of the hall. I felt the maid's hand squeeze mine, and I'm sure she was experiencing the same relief I felt at finally being at of the dark. Not breaking stride the maid open the door and we shot through the opening before slamming it back shut. I basked in the light of the room as it blanketed over me. I sigh of relief echoed through the room and I shot my head up towards the sounds. I quickly turned towards the noise in fear of the mysterious man beating us here somehow, but my expression soon changed into hatred when another monster was revealed.
"Your safe", My father spoke relieved. I got up to scream at him about what the fuck was happening but I was met with a confusing imagine as I looked at what he was doing. The man stood up from the center of the room. He had a red piece of chalk in his hand and it seems he was tracing a semi complete circle, "Thank you Ceinwyn… where's Richard".
The young maids relief was soon replaced with fear as a realization drew over her, "He saved us from the other Master, he's being attacked right now", tears were starting well up in her eyes, "You have to go help him Sir, please"
The brown haired man ran over to the maid and tried to comfort her, but I saw a look of worry cross his face as he knelt down eye level, "Does he have a servant?"
The girl holding back tears of concern for her friend responded, "I-I don't think so", the man in front of her breathed out a relieved then stood up walking back to the incomplete circle causing the maid to follow suit panicking, "You have to help him sir he won't survive against that man".
My father's faced morphed with pain and he closed his eyes, "Richard can handle himself… if the man doesn't have a Servant I can summon mine and save Richard".
That's it I thought anger consuming me as I was done being further confused. "WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?"
Ignoring me completely the man went back to his drawling on the floor, move the red chalk as quickly a he could. Ceinwyn stood before him and her eyes seemed to be pleading him to move faster. I started screaming my questions again, but the man's face was locked in determination. I felt I hand cover my mouth and looked to see Ceinwyn beside me.
"I know you have questions, but please we have to be quiet", she whispered still looking at my father wanting him to move faster.
Angrily I removed the girl's hand from my face and look her dead in the eyes, "No, I've been confused ever since I got to this damn country, and now I'm being attacked by some freaking sorcerer. I want Answ-", I stopped as everyone in the room froze. The sounds of footsteps echoed from the hall getting closer.
The noise grew louder and Ceinwyn and I began slowly backing away to the far side of the room. My father looked up at the door nervously then continued his sketching cursing under his breath. All of a sudden the sound stopped causing everybody's eyes to lock onto the door. The silence remained for a couple minutes, fear filling every part of my body. The door began to darken slowly, until it was entirely pitch black. My father, stopped his progress on the circle completely and rushed in front of Ceinwyn and I. My stomach dropped as a familiar figured emerged from the void that replaced the door. With an evil smirk the noble figure stepped forth.
"Ceinwyn take Drake and leave now", my father commanded his eyes filling with anger as the man before him came fully into view. But the maid remained frozen with fear along side me, and the mysterious man's laugh filled the room.
"Your family must be really desperate if they're having you represent them James", he was only met with a growl of anger.
"What are you doing here Thomas the war hasn't started yet, you don't even have a Servant"
"Your right" the man, Thomas, said mockingly, "I don't, now why would I risk attacking somebody without a Servant for protection ". He tapped his chin as if deep in thought, but it was clear he was just doing it for show, "Unless... I had discovered that a certain family had a relic to summon a Heroic Spirit stronger than any I could hope too". I don't know what the two men were talking about, but the way the color left my father's face and the way Thomas smiled triumphantly it couldn't be good for us. "So where is it James I know you haven't used it"
"Did you just assume you could just come in and take it", my father shot back only receiving a pitied laugh from the noble.
"At first yes, but know that I know it's you representing the family I have a much more enjoyable idea", the evil smirk never left his face, "You treat your slave better than the rest of your family don't you James, I could always tell you were the softest of all the Aelle's", the atmosphere in the rooms grew darker when he mentioned Richard, and my father began grinding his teeth in anger
"Where is he", Thomas held up an arm before my father could continue.
"So impatient James, if you would just allow me to finish I would gladly tell you", I looked over to my left to see Ceinwyn trembling slightly, "I have a deal for you James. I get your relic, and in exchange all hand you back you slave. To show my gratitude I'll even spare those children over there."
The evil smirk never left Thomas's face and he already seemed to know my father's answer. Fist clench the brown haired Aelle shook with anger, before making his way to the far corner of the room, "You have a deal", Thomas smirk grew larger as my father knelt down onto the floor. He placed his hand on the wood and his palm glowed revealing a hidden hatch. Without hesitation he reached in and removed an object. It was simple, far too simple for me to even understand why it was being hidden. It was a rock. That was sharpened at one end like some stone tool used by cavemen. My father clasped it in his hand then slid it across the floor towards Thomas.
"Where's Richard", My father asked again anger still barely contained by his voice.
Grabbing the stone tool gracefully and holding it as if it was the holy grail instead of just a rock the man examined it then smile, "You were smart to not trick me James, and I suppose a deal a deal". The shadow around the man's feet came to life and traveled back into the hallway. In few moments the shadow reeled back and tossed something into the air. The object made a loud thump as it landed on the floor. I immediately wanted to vomit, and I went to my knees gagging. In the center of the room laid a body, large holes were punctured inside him, and the midsection looked ripped to shreds, but the face showed it was undoubtedly Richard. I looked on in shock and from the corner of my eye saw Ceinwyn, her mouth was slightly agape and her eyes were wide open, large streams of tears were falling from her face but she made no sound.
"...I'll kill you!", My father spoke barely above a whisper, "DO YOU HEAR ME THOMAS I'LL KILL YOU"
"Don't be like that James I held up my end of the bargain, I simply gave you back your slave", the sinister smile never left the sadistic man, "It be unwise to threaten me after I've been so nice, but if that's how it's going to be"
Without hesitations Thomas raised his arm and shot a shadow towards James that was sharpen in the shape of a spear. There was no time for any of us to react, the man I had hated most in my life was about to die, but I only felt fear knowing that I would be next. My father closed his eyes and for a second I thought he was accepting death when a blue light shot forth filling the room. It was blinding and I felt my arms unconsciously guard my face from the harsh rays. When I felt it fade I lowered my limbs and was met with a sight that was terrifying yet relieving. A blue shield shown in the room dividing it in half, my father had his eyes closed deep in concentration and sweat dripped from his face. The shadow spear that flew towards laid on the ground withering to dust and the one who commanded it clearly annoyed.
"How long can you keep that up James, I can see you growing weak already", The man keeping the shield intact remained focus, and I could see his lips slowly moving as he began muttering a phrase in a language I did not understand. Thomas look baffled at what his enemy was trying to do but then shot his eyes open in realization, "You wouldn't"
Just as the evil man finished that statement I began to feel a heating sensation on my right hand. It started of warm but as the seconds past the heat grew to a burning pain, and I gave out a scream as I clutched my arm in pain. It felt like something was being burned into my bone. I looked at the hand tears streaming down my face when I saw red marks form. Thomas eyes widen when he saw my state.
" You fool, you would give your command seals to a child. He will die eventually you are just simply making it an inconvenience at this point", James continued to ignore the man after he finished his chant, as I laid on the floor the pain in my arm vanishing as quickly as it to speak my father's voice echoed in the room, "Ceinwyn… please take Drake… and run as far from the house as possible… please I can't hold it much longer". Hearing this the evil man on the other side of the barrier started slamming his shadow weapons against it causing my father to strain with effort. The shadows vanished on contact but they seemed to be causing damage to the shield, "GO"
I felt a hand grasp my shoulder and I saw Ceinwyn tear still in her eyes lift me off the ground. She rushed me towards the other side of the room but not before stopping to reach down to grab something of the floor from the semi complete circle. She pushed me towards the hatch my father retrieve the object and, not even giving me time to look back at the man who just saved my life, pushed us into the hatch the relic was retrieve from before jumping down herself. A large explosion was heard from above as the hatched closed itself back into a regular floor covering us in darkness.
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Thank you for reading the chapter and continuing the story. Comments and reviews are always welcomed and if you have any question about the chapter or story please PM me. Next post will be two weeks from now on Wednesday.