Chapter Seven
The Obliteration.
When Scatter and I returned to the Pond, I saw everyone in total chaos. The ducks had obviously had a game and whatever Drake One had picked up had gotten the crowd extremely upset. (You can expect that with humans though.) Scatter lead me through the crowd on his way to find the ducks when I heard
"There she is! Get Her!"
I let go of Scatter's wing and did my best to run through the crowd. The closer I got near the ice, the fewer people there were. I felt several grasps at me, but I didn't dare look behind to see what was there. I just kept running until came to a sudden halt. In front of me was a huge wall and behind was…trouble. I looked around for an alternative route, but there was none. I was out of luck and out of time. I turned to face my foe.
"You have no where to run now, Sheidow! Hah, hah, hah!" Said an all so familiar voice.
"Why are you following me?" I pleaded.
"The same reason you want me! For P.E.A.C.E.!" Laughed the voice. I still didn't look behind, but I knew who was there AND what he wanted.
"The Thunderstone isn't yours for the taking!" The rebellious side showing itself again.
"Oh, but it IS!" The cynical voice continued, "with a feeble owner like you guarding it."
"I am NOT FEEBLE!" I screeched. This had little discussion had turned into a theatrical play. Everyone was so quiet I could even hear the ducks from across the pond.
"We should get them!" Urged Mallory.
"No! This is their fight. Let them handle it." Wildwing said in an attempt to calm everyone down.
"I have to help her!" Scatter muttered.
"No," Said Wildwing as he put his wing out to stop Scatter, "she seems to know what's she's doing."
Thing is, I had NO idea what I was doing. My mind raced as I thought of a way to get out of the mess I had gotten everyone into.
"Give me the THUNDERSTONE!" Bellowed the voice.
"Over my dead body!" I said broodingly.
"You don't know how right you are!" Said the voice in a growl. Next thing I know was I was lying on the floor holding my head. Another blow struck me in the back.
"What the…AHHHHHHHH! Oomph!" I hit the guardrail with such an impact that I think it bent closer to the ice. I tried to gather my breath before he attacked again, but it wasn't worth it. He hit me again and I went flying, literally! I crashed through the window to the commentary box.
"Aha! Now I have the upper hand!" I thought as I scrambled to grab the closest microphone, then climbed under the desk. (Which, I might add, is NOT easy to do when you're in the midst of a battle…) While I was waiting I tapped into the hardwire of the microphone and pushed my finger on all three of the copper wires. It made a spark, but all I could feel was a strange disappearing feeling.
Have you ever tried to navigate through the jungle, WITHOUT a map and any other necessities you need on an expedition? Well then, you probably know what it's like for me when I do this. One of my more FAVOURABLE abilities is the ability to send a piece of myself (or in this case, all of me) through any metallic substance. I love how you can disappear without a trace and end up halfway across the world a day later. The only con to this is the fact you haven't got a clue on where you are.
I ended up at the top of the Pond, just before the ceiling. Once I was back to normal, I looked to see what I could do from my new vantagepoint. I realised that I had a serious upper hand up here. I stood up and reached behind me to grab my staff from my belt. I pressed a button and my staff shot out both ends than spread to form the crest at the top. I held it out in front of me and concentrated on a point. I kept focusing, even when the power was at its greatest. Then with a sudden surge of electricity, I pointed the staff at my foe and let the light show begin.
I woke up to find myself in Scatter's arms as he carried me from the top of the Pond. I must have feinted due to the surge of power. The other ducks were nearby; they hadn't decided to imprison me after all. Scatter kissed my forehead as he realised I had woken up. I pulled my self closer to him, so that my head was on his shoulder. We got to the bottom and he put me on one of the side benches they use in hockey matches.
"Is he gone?" I asked in a quiet voice.
"You seemed to get rid of him, yes." Replied the duck called Duke.
"Are you still angry with me?" I asked as I began to sob a little.
"No, not really. Not sure about Phil though." Said Wildwing.
"I am sorry. I don't normally do that kinda thing, especially to new friends." I said.
"You're calling Phil a FRIEND?! Gosh! Now I AM worried she's a saurian ally." Mocked Nosedive. I got up and drew my staff so that the crest would go right around his neck.
"Never say I am with the saurian scum!" I growled.
"OK, OK! I'm sorry! Just don't shock me!" Nosedive said backing off. My attitude changed and now I was sorry for charging at him.
"Sorry Nosedive. I don't know what's with me. I'm never like this!"
"'Tis cool my fine-feathered friend!" Commented Dive as he proceeded to put a wing around me. I think Scatter must have given him a don't-even-think-about-it glare because he backed off.
"Well. I think we need to hear a little more from you Sheidow, before today ends," Wildwing announced, oblivious of what had just happened, "before we make any judgements on who or what you are."
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