Chapter Six
By Amythest Stone
*bows* Hello everyone! ^_^ How are you? Okay, not much to say other than this is close to the end my friends! Thanks a lot AC Ishida and of course, my biggest fan, Golden Goddess. Here's the next chapter. Sorry, it's a bit short. Do you think that this should be rated at PG 13 or should I turn it back? I'm just thinking with the cursing….anyway…
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The look they were giving me was a mix of things. I stayed quiet for a while, letting it all sink in. Oh, smart one Dameon, if they ever trust you again it would be out of stupidity. The night was very silent all of the sudden and all I could hear was the fire and of course, my own raspy breathing.
"I didn't really kill them." I needed to break the silence. "It was a lie. A lie to get people looking for me."
"You are that guy? You killed those people?" Okay someone obviously didn't hear what I just said.
"No, I didn't kill them." I tried to look at all of them. "You guys act like it's terrible. You know what I did before I met you. I was mercenary. I've killed A LOT of people but none in the other world." Silence. "You don't have to believe me."
"Then why are they after you?" David asked. Good question. I fidgeted.
"They are afraid. Not of what I've done but what I CAN do." It was getting hard to talk. I was so tired. "My powers from over here….I have them over there…they know and are scared…they…" I trailed off because my lips wouldn't move. Tired. Sleep. I struggled with it a bit and continued. "Sorta like that movie…um….Hearts of Atlantis or something…." They were all quiet. Thinking. My eyes closed because I didn't have the strength to hold them up. "I….wouldn't kill someone….over….there…I….could because.. of ……what they say….but I kill enough over here…" My conscience was bugging me all of the sudden and my consciousness was ebbing. Could barely breathe, much less talk. So tired…
Dameon passed out again. We figured that out when Christopher asked him a tentative question and he didn't respond. There was a shuffling noise as someone came up behind us. Nahmeo made his way over and squatted next to Tinao.
"We will leave early tomorrow. We need to get as much time in tomorrow as possible. Rain is coming and this is the last place for water." He looked down with contempt at Dameon. "How is he?" Tinao was silent and the question was repeated with aggravation. Tinao put a hand on Dameon's forehead and frowned. I could see compassion in his eyes. Like a father looking down upon his son.
"He's dying." He replied in a whisper. The breath caught in my throat. Dying? Shocked expressions passed over the others faces. Hadn't he been okay only a little while ago?
"What do you mean dying?" Nahmeo was scowling. "He CAN NOT die."
"I mean that he is having a bad reaction to the poison, he has severe blood loss and internal injuries. Need I go on?" Nahmeo looked incredibly angry and also was at a loss for words. He turned and stormed off.
"My family is coming to visit today." Old man stated as he moved around my room. I nodded to show I understood. "They have a daughter your age or around there." I actually was a bit surprised. I had never thought about him having family. "I don't think they will bother you much. I still have to make up a story about who you are but that shouldn't take long." I stretched and leaned back on the pillows.
I had decided to stay. Half because I trusted Old man and half because I didn't have the strength to leave. That had been proven when I took two steps and collapsed. He really was kind and generous. He treated me like I was his child instead of a boy with strange powers, wanted for murder.
The doorbell rang downstairs. "That must be them." He said, heading towards the door. "I'll send the girl up." Then he disappeared. I stared up at the blue roof and sighed. Maybe my life was getting better. Maybe I could continue to live in the hell of Everworld and have a semi decent life over here. There were noises downstairs and voices. Someone was walking up the stairs.
And that is when it happened. I felt a weird sensation and time stopped. Literally. I mean, if I looked out the window everything would've been paused like a movie. A soft, rather scary laugh ran through the room.
"Senna." I hissed before I turned to face the witch who was standing there. She smiled. I hated that smile.
"Why hello Dameon." She walked over and stood at my bedside. I struggled to get away from her. She reeked of magic. "Feeling better? Grandpa was always a generous soul." Holy shit. He couldn't be related to that bitch. "Oh yes, Dameon, I am related to him. You just wait and see."
"I think my fever's back." I stated, looking away from her. "Yes, I have a fever and I'm delusional and I am picturing seeing you there. There is no way in hell that you could be related to him or for that matter, be standing in front of me."
"Oh, but I am related to him and I am very real for if I wasn't real could I do this." She reached down and put her arms around my neck, then pulled me into a kiss.
I was very unlucky; my stomach didn't rebel.
She pulled back and smiled at me, taking in my disgusted expression. Man, this woman has problems.
"Why are you here before I kill you?" I spat, wiping my mouth off.
"Oh, I very much doubt you could kill me in your condition. I also doubt you would have the guts to." She taunted, brushing a hand on my cheek. I grabbed her wrist.
"Get to the point." I snapped. I was tempted to kill her now.
"I have a deal to make with you." She replied calmly, pulling her hand away and draping her arms loosely around my neck once more. "I think that you might like it." I glared at her.
"Well?"
"I suppose you want me to get to the point." She twisted a finger in my hair. "You see, it's quite simple. You give me what I want and I don't tell the FBI that Grandpa is taking care of you." She smiled innocently.
"You wouldn't…..wait, never mind, yes you would." I responded dryly, "What do you want, witch?"
"Oh, just the Goddess, and of course…my sister and David and Jalil and Christopher." She looked me in the eyes. "Then I promise that Grandpa will be perfectly fine."
So, much for a perfect world. A rock and a hard place. There wasn't much of a way to get out of it either.
"Why the Goddess?" That confused me. She laughed softly.
"Oh, Dameon. Don't you know?" She whispered. No, you bitch or I wouldn't ask.
"No."
"Then I will let her tell. Remember my deal, Dameon or Grandpa gets visited by the police." She stood back up and brushed her hand across my face once more. I gave myself the privilege of spitting in her face. Anger flared up in her face and in her posture almost immediately. My head felt like it exploded and she smiled venomously. She didn't frown easily. She then disappeared once more and time started back up.
I was in agony. Utter, terrible, agony. Footsteps on the stairs signaled someone coming up the stairs. I didn't care. Pain has that effect on me. The door opened and someone walked in.
"Oh dear lord." I looked through pain hazed eyes. "DAMEON?!?!" I recognized the person just a little…
"April?" I gritted.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING AT MY GRANDPA'S HOUSE?!" Ah, see Doctor Watson, her vocal cords and lungs are quite strong (1). I didn't answer or I might've but at that moment I took the liberty of going back to Everworld.
What was I going to do? Senna's request was impossible to fulfill. Well, no it wasn't. I could easily deliver to her what she wanted but then again, I couldn't. The Goddess was someone that I wouldn't turn in. The others, well, my only true friends, I couldn't turn in. Stuck. Badly, I might add. I kept my eyes closed as I pondered. Everything was so messed up. Things had gone from getting better to getting a lot worse.
I had a half thought plan. I could get the 'fantastic four' away from here and then run from the old man's house. The old man who was April's grandfather…and Senna's. I could sense Senna's presence. She was waiting. She was waiting for me to do her bidding. She knew that I wouldn't let the old man get in trouble because of me.
The problem was I could barely move so, screw everything. Someone was carrying me. I hadn't opened my eyes because I couldn't. I could barely breathe. Ah, so I'm dying. Should've known. Oh, well.
I put up a struggle and used my last bit of strength to open my eyes. I was being carried piggyback style by Tinao. It took him a few moments for him to realize that I was awake.
"Dameon." He regarded. He said no more. I sighed exhaustedly. If I ever got out of this mess, I would sleep for several years.
"Tinao, I'm dying." I stated it. I didn't ask because I didn't need to. I knew this feeling. In the many years of being a mercenary and before that a slave, I knew what it was like to be close to death. Of course I had always pulled out of it.
"No, you'll get better." He was lying. I could tell by his tone.
"No, I probably won't."
"No. You will be fine." He wasn't trying to convince me anymore. He was trying to convince himself.
"Uh uh." I replied exhaustedly. "Where are my friends?" He took a few minutes to answer.
"They are walking a little ways up. Nahmeo is keeping a close eye on them."
"Oh." Silence fell between us again. I stared ahead blurrily. My eyes weren't working quite right. But I didn't use that excuse for what I saw. One of the trees that we were walking by suddenly transformed into Senna. She gave me a sweet look and silently reminded me of the deal. Then she disappeared again. I let out a gasp, realizing that I had been holding my breath. Tinao stopped abruptly and turned his head to me, face etched with worry.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Fine." That was it. This had to be solved….one way or another. "Put me down."
"What?!" He was stunned and almost did what I asked. In other words, he almost dropped me.
"Put me down. I need to do something now." I said firmly, struggling a bit.
"No." He was firm as well. Oh, and he was in a lot better shape than I was. "You are hurt and you need to rest."
"I'll have plenty of rest once I'm dead." I struggled a bit more. "Please put me down. There's something I have to do!" He refused out right. I didn't want to do this. Then again, I knew it would have to come to this. I took a deep breath and relaxed slowly. I sensed the magic around me and used it. Pure energy. Wonderful for when you need strength. Problem is it leaves you worse off than you were. I used it quickly, pulling out of his arms and taking a dash for it up towards the front of the group. I could hear him shouting behind me in shock and anger. Sorry….
"GUYS!" I shouted coming up behind them. They had been traveling in a small group just behind Nahmeo and his lackeys. Well, pretty much, there was a lot of chin dropping. I ignored it. I stopped, panting for a few minutes, trying not to lose grasp on the magic. "Listen, run. Now. I don't have time to explain. It's a long story. Just run. Please." I took a deep breath and stared at the rest of the group. Nahmeo had stopped has well. He was still in shock. For that matter so was everyone except Nahmeo. Even Senna, who had taken the liberty of appearing.
"Don't even try." Nahmeo was back. The not so shocked one. "I'll kill you." Something was different.
"Try it." I took guard and grabbed Mythil. I looked back at the others. "GO!" David was the first to come to his senses. He was holding back. Uh oh, I knew this. I knew that look. Senna, you bitch. I glared at the other three. "Run or as sure as hell, I'll run you all through." They snapped out of it and ran a few steps and stopped. David stood still and slowly began to draw Galahad's sword. Nahmeo was behind me and he was also drawing a sword. Damn you, Senna.
"Oh, I'm sure you could kill them both Dameon but they have my help now." She made herself visible to all. I heard a resentful hiss from April. "Let's see if you can take on them both." And with a wave of her hand she sent them on me.
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Well that's it for now. Sorry its short. I estimate maybe two chapters after this….maybe….hehe.
By Amythest Stone
*bows* Hello everyone! ^_^ How are you? Okay, not much to say other than this is close to the end my friends! Thanks a lot AC Ishida and of course, my biggest fan, Golden Goddess. Here's the next chapter. Sorry, it's a bit short. Do you think that this should be rated at PG 13 or should I turn it back? I'm just thinking with the cursing….anyway…
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The look they were giving me was a mix of things. I stayed quiet for a while, letting it all sink in. Oh, smart one Dameon, if they ever trust you again it would be out of stupidity. The night was very silent all of the sudden and all I could hear was the fire and of course, my own raspy breathing.
"I didn't really kill them." I needed to break the silence. "It was a lie. A lie to get people looking for me."
"You are that guy? You killed those people?" Okay someone obviously didn't hear what I just said.
"No, I didn't kill them." I tried to look at all of them. "You guys act like it's terrible. You know what I did before I met you. I was mercenary. I've killed A LOT of people but none in the other world." Silence. "You don't have to believe me."
"Then why are they after you?" David asked. Good question. I fidgeted.
"They are afraid. Not of what I've done but what I CAN do." It was getting hard to talk. I was so tired. "My powers from over here….I have them over there…they know and are scared…they…" I trailed off because my lips wouldn't move. Tired. Sleep. I struggled with it a bit and continued. "Sorta like that movie…um….Hearts of Atlantis or something…." They were all quiet. Thinking. My eyes closed because I didn't have the strength to hold them up. "I….wouldn't kill someone….over….there…I….could because.. of ……what they say….but I kill enough over here…" My conscience was bugging me all of the sudden and my consciousness was ebbing. Could barely breathe, much less talk. So tired…
Dameon passed out again. We figured that out when Christopher asked him a tentative question and he didn't respond. There was a shuffling noise as someone came up behind us. Nahmeo made his way over and squatted next to Tinao.
"We will leave early tomorrow. We need to get as much time in tomorrow as possible. Rain is coming and this is the last place for water." He looked down with contempt at Dameon. "How is he?" Tinao was silent and the question was repeated with aggravation. Tinao put a hand on Dameon's forehead and frowned. I could see compassion in his eyes. Like a father looking down upon his son.
"He's dying." He replied in a whisper. The breath caught in my throat. Dying? Shocked expressions passed over the others faces. Hadn't he been okay only a little while ago?
"What do you mean dying?" Nahmeo was scowling. "He CAN NOT die."
"I mean that he is having a bad reaction to the poison, he has severe blood loss and internal injuries. Need I go on?" Nahmeo looked incredibly angry and also was at a loss for words. He turned and stormed off.
"My family is coming to visit today." Old man stated as he moved around my room. I nodded to show I understood. "They have a daughter your age or around there." I actually was a bit surprised. I had never thought about him having family. "I don't think they will bother you much. I still have to make up a story about who you are but that shouldn't take long." I stretched and leaned back on the pillows.
I had decided to stay. Half because I trusted Old man and half because I didn't have the strength to leave. That had been proven when I took two steps and collapsed. He really was kind and generous. He treated me like I was his child instead of a boy with strange powers, wanted for murder.
The doorbell rang downstairs. "That must be them." He said, heading towards the door. "I'll send the girl up." Then he disappeared. I stared up at the blue roof and sighed. Maybe my life was getting better. Maybe I could continue to live in the hell of Everworld and have a semi decent life over here. There were noises downstairs and voices. Someone was walking up the stairs.
And that is when it happened. I felt a weird sensation and time stopped. Literally. I mean, if I looked out the window everything would've been paused like a movie. A soft, rather scary laugh ran through the room.
"Senna." I hissed before I turned to face the witch who was standing there. She smiled. I hated that smile.
"Why hello Dameon." She walked over and stood at my bedside. I struggled to get away from her. She reeked of magic. "Feeling better? Grandpa was always a generous soul." Holy shit. He couldn't be related to that bitch. "Oh yes, Dameon, I am related to him. You just wait and see."
"I think my fever's back." I stated, looking away from her. "Yes, I have a fever and I'm delusional and I am picturing seeing you there. There is no way in hell that you could be related to him or for that matter, be standing in front of me."
"Oh, but I am related to him and I am very real for if I wasn't real could I do this." She reached down and put her arms around my neck, then pulled me into a kiss.
I was very unlucky; my stomach didn't rebel.
She pulled back and smiled at me, taking in my disgusted expression. Man, this woman has problems.
"Why are you here before I kill you?" I spat, wiping my mouth off.
"Oh, I very much doubt you could kill me in your condition. I also doubt you would have the guts to." She taunted, brushing a hand on my cheek. I grabbed her wrist.
"Get to the point." I snapped. I was tempted to kill her now.
"I have a deal to make with you." She replied calmly, pulling her hand away and draping her arms loosely around my neck once more. "I think that you might like it." I glared at her.
"Well?"
"I suppose you want me to get to the point." She twisted a finger in my hair. "You see, it's quite simple. You give me what I want and I don't tell the FBI that Grandpa is taking care of you." She smiled innocently.
"You wouldn't…..wait, never mind, yes you would." I responded dryly, "What do you want, witch?"
"Oh, just the Goddess, and of course…my sister and David and Jalil and Christopher." She looked me in the eyes. "Then I promise that Grandpa will be perfectly fine."
So, much for a perfect world. A rock and a hard place. There wasn't much of a way to get out of it either.
"Why the Goddess?" That confused me. She laughed softly.
"Oh, Dameon. Don't you know?" She whispered. No, you bitch or I wouldn't ask.
"No."
"Then I will let her tell. Remember my deal, Dameon or Grandpa gets visited by the police." She stood back up and brushed her hand across my face once more. I gave myself the privilege of spitting in her face. Anger flared up in her face and in her posture almost immediately. My head felt like it exploded and she smiled venomously. She didn't frown easily. She then disappeared once more and time started back up.
I was in agony. Utter, terrible, agony. Footsteps on the stairs signaled someone coming up the stairs. I didn't care. Pain has that effect on me. The door opened and someone walked in.
"Oh dear lord." I looked through pain hazed eyes. "DAMEON?!?!" I recognized the person just a little…
"April?" I gritted.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING AT MY GRANDPA'S HOUSE?!" Ah, see Doctor Watson, her vocal cords and lungs are quite strong (1). I didn't answer or I might've but at that moment I took the liberty of going back to Everworld.
What was I going to do? Senna's request was impossible to fulfill. Well, no it wasn't. I could easily deliver to her what she wanted but then again, I couldn't. The Goddess was someone that I wouldn't turn in. The others, well, my only true friends, I couldn't turn in. Stuck. Badly, I might add. I kept my eyes closed as I pondered. Everything was so messed up. Things had gone from getting better to getting a lot worse.
I had a half thought plan. I could get the 'fantastic four' away from here and then run from the old man's house. The old man who was April's grandfather…and Senna's. I could sense Senna's presence. She was waiting. She was waiting for me to do her bidding. She knew that I wouldn't let the old man get in trouble because of me.
The problem was I could barely move so, screw everything. Someone was carrying me. I hadn't opened my eyes because I couldn't. I could barely breathe. Ah, so I'm dying. Should've known. Oh, well.
I put up a struggle and used my last bit of strength to open my eyes. I was being carried piggyback style by Tinao. It took him a few moments for him to realize that I was awake.
"Dameon." He regarded. He said no more. I sighed exhaustedly. If I ever got out of this mess, I would sleep for several years.
"Tinao, I'm dying." I stated it. I didn't ask because I didn't need to. I knew this feeling. In the many years of being a mercenary and before that a slave, I knew what it was like to be close to death. Of course I had always pulled out of it.
"No, you'll get better." He was lying. I could tell by his tone.
"No, I probably won't."
"No. You will be fine." He wasn't trying to convince me anymore. He was trying to convince himself.
"Uh uh." I replied exhaustedly. "Where are my friends?" He took a few minutes to answer.
"They are walking a little ways up. Nahmeo is keeping a close eye on them."
"Oh." Silence fell between us again. I stared ahead blurrily. My eyes weren't working quite right. But I didn't use that excuse for what I saw. One of the trees that we were walking by suddenly transformed into Senna. She gave me a sweet look and silently reminded me of the deal. Then she disappeared again. I let out a gasp, realizing that I had been holding my breath. Tinao stopped abruptly and turned his head to me, face etched with worry.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Fine." That was it. This had to be solved….one way or another. "Put me down."
"What?!" He was stunned and almost did what I asked. In other words, he almost dropped me.
"Put me down. I need to do something now." I said firmly, struggling a bit.
"No." He was firm as well. Oh, and he was in a lot better shape than I was. "You are hurt and you need to rest."
"I'll have plenty of rest once I'm dead." I struggled a bit more. "Please put me down. There's something I have to do!" He refused out right. I didn't want to do this. Then again, I knew it would have to come to this. I took a deep breath and relaxed slowly. I sensed the magic around me and used it. Pure energy. Wonderful for when you need strength. Problem is it leaves you worse off than you were. I used it quickly, pulling out of his arms and taking a dash for it up towards the front of the group. I could hear him shouting behind me in shock and anger. Sorry….
"GUYS!" I shouted coming up behind them. They had been traveling in a small group just behind Nahmeo and his lackeys. Well, pretty much, there was a lot of chin dropping. I ignored it. I stopped, panting for a few minutes, trying not to lose grasp on the magic. "Listen, run. Now. I don't have time to explain. It's a long story. Just run. Please." I took a deep breath and stared at the rest of the group. Nahmeo had stopped has well. He was still in shock. For that matter so was everyone except Nahmeo. Even Senna, who had taken the liberty of appearing.
"Don't even try." Nahmeo was back. The not so shocked one. "I'll kill you." Something was different.
"Try it." I took guard and grabbed Mythil. I looked back at the others. "GO!" David was the first to come to his senses. He was holding back. Uh oh, I knew this. I knew that look. Senna, you bitch. I glared at the other three. "Run or as sure as hell, I'll run you all through." They snapped out of it and ran a few steps and stopped. David stood still and slowly began to draw Galahad's sword. Nahmeo was behind me and he was also drawing a sword. Damn you, Senna.
"Oh, I'm sure you could kill them both Dameon but they have my help now." She made herself visible to all. I heard a resentful hiss from April. "Let's see if you can take on them both." And with a wave of her hand she sent them on me.
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Well that's it for now. Sorry its short. I estimate maybe two chapters after this….maybe….hehe.