Chapter 2: Conspiracy
"Good to see you, Monsieur Serge. All iz not well, I trust." Harle's voice had a sinister ring to it. "So, you killed Monsieur Norris? Did Moi miss ze party?" Serge, disgusted with himself, glared at Harle. Actually, she was rather pretty. He had never previously noted that. He looked back at the body and realized that Harle was looking for a place to hide it. "I know," she exclaimed. "Vipor Manor! We shall pretend that the late monsuier was a body they never found. Serge finnally spoke,
"Why!? Why did I do it!?"
"You were angry. Very angry. Moi would be too. You lost sombody very dear to you. Does ze want to know why moi is helping you?"
"Not really." Serge just wanted to get away from Harle.
"You are no fun, Monsuier. Moi will go up ahead. The feeding stables, oui?" And with that, she did a backflip, and was gone.
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Serge hated himself. Draging a bag through Shadow Forest, full of his old friend's remains. Oh god, he thought. Why is this happening to me? Just then a bulb walked by. It looked friendly enough, until it shreiked. Then, a large tree came to life. Bulbs were popping out left and right. There was only one thing to do.
Whap!
Bam!
Serge cut into the bulbs. He saw a large one standing near the tree. He charged in for the kill, when something held him back. He spun to see…Zoah, the dragon deva! Bam! A whack in the face grounded Serge. Zoah yelled,
"WHY ARE YOU KILLING THE BULBS! THEY ARE CREATURES TOO!" Just then, Harle appeared on the edge of a low cliff. She threw three cards at the unsepecting deva, and he spun in fury.
"YOU FOOL! I'M WORKING!"
"Hehe. It is fun to play wit' fools like you!" Zoah started running, faster, and faster, and Harle had nowhere to go. She was going to get killed! Serge ripped out Norris's gun from the body bag, and hurled it as hard as he could at Zoah. It struck him in the neck, right where a card had ripped at the flesh. Zoah staggered, and collapsed, falling off the cliff. Harle walked up to Serge, thanked him, and kissed him on the cheek. The strangest thing was that he liked it…