Author : Wild-Melody
Disclaimer : Don't own them, wish I did. Don't sue me, I'm not worth anything, save for a 2001 Chevy Prizm which your more than welcome too if you want it that bad, just as long as you don't sue me, but I'll warn you ahead of time, it's a pain in the butt (the car, that is)! Even if it is new.
Warning : I'll let you know as I go along…other than that I haven't the foggiest.
Ok, sit down, kick back and prop your feet up and enjoy the story of a time long ago and far way…oh, wrong story.
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Chapter 6 : The Poisoned Blade
Mallory felt her body shudder with shock. What?! Her mind screamed, That's just damn impossible! And my name is NOT Flaming Bird! It's Mallory! Do you think you could get it right? She closed her eyes and tried to control the convulsive quakes that ran rampant through her body. She opened them and looked over at Wildwing who was sat in the driver's chair in front of her. She was half tempted to tell him to turn the big rig around and take her back to the pond. She wasn't ready to deal with Nightshade yet, not by a long shot.
Duke turned around in his seat next to Wildwing and gave her a strange look. "Ya feeling ok kid?" he asked, looking at the slightly fearful look on her face. Strange to see that type of look cross her face, Duke thought silently to himself.
Wildwing momentarily took his eyes from the road and turned around to look at her too. His eyes narrowed from behind the mask. "Something you wanna tell us?" he asked.
Mal quickly shook her head. Not right now, she thought silently. "I'm fine," she said as she looked over at Duke. She looked over at the seat next to her and realized that Grin too was staring at her. She raised one eyebrow at him questioningly. He just shook his head and returned his gaze to the window of the Migrator. Mallory shrugged her shoulders and returned to her introspective thoughts. How am I going to explain this to everyone? she wondered. Sorcery was not unheard of on Puckworld, but just like it was on Earth, it too was feared on Puckworld. Not to the extent it had been in the past, but it was still feared. The magick trials that had occurred on Puckworld made the Salem Witch Trials of old Earth pale in comparison. Things had been far worse in past times for those who practiced the art of Magius on Puckworld in times gone bye.
She sighed as she tried to figure out what she was going to do. She couldn't hide her gift forever, not if she was going to have to go up against Nightshade and his deadly magick. She would have to tell the rest of them sooner or later…I don't suppose I could wait till later, could I? She asked herself.
I'll make you reveal your powers now!
Mallory's head shot up. His voice had sounded like it was right in the cabin with her, like he too was sitting in the Migrator with the rest of them. How do you think your friends will feel once they realize you've been keeping this a secret from them? I don't think they'll be very happy about…there was a slight pause, and just how do you think Wildwing will feel?
Her eyes narrowed, What of him? She asked as her eyes narrowed even further into ice-cold slits.
Do you think he'll like the idea of having a magick user on his team? Might give him the excuse he needs to get rid of the hot-tempered red head. After all, you are more trouble than you're worth, aren't you? His voice echoed cruelly through her mind.
If I'm so much trouble why are you going to such lengths to get hold of me? She threw back at him. Why would you want to teach someone who is just too much trouble?
He laughed for a few seconds. Powerful and very bright. I can't wait till you realize your full power, we will make quite a team. Together we will rule this planet and this whole dimension. After that we will conquer Puckworld!
Mallory scoffed, her mouth actually fell open at his audacity. Do you really think I'd leave my teammates for you?
Do you want to see your teammates live?
Wh-what do you mean?
I can kill them with a mere thought, there was a brief pause as he added with a gleeful note to his voice. They won't come to any harm as long as you join me, think about it. You will have two days to give me your answer, after that it's not my fault what happens to them. If they die in their sleep or during battle, it's all on your head. After all, you could have saved them. Another pause. And I think the first one I'll start with will be Wildwing….
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"What are we after here anyways?" Siege asked as he flung open the door to the warehouse. He stalked in with Chameleon and Wraith right on his heels. Nightshade did not follow.
"Nothing." Was Nightshade's simple answer.
The three Saurians turned to glare at the evil Avian. "What do you mean nothing?" Roared Siege. "There had better be some good reason for that damn answer or I'm gonna pluck your feathers one at a time and listen to your screams with a smile on my face. Then I'm gonna eat you!"
"The plan was to lure the ducks here. Once they are here we will engage them in battle only to leave shortly after the firefight begins." Nightshade said, looking at Siege with a look that said 'Are you really that stupid or do you just act that way?'.
"WHAT kind of plan is that?" Bellowed Siege, stomping up to the unruffled Avian.
"Are you stupid or something?" Nightshade said. He didn't even flinch as Siege got right up in his face. Siege growled low in his throat, trying to seem more intimidating but the duck only shrugged it off. "Is that the best you can do?"
"Eat hot tachyon!" Siege said as he held his gun up in Nightshade's face.
"Sorry, but I try to stay away from that stuff, it gets stuck in my teeth, if you know what I mean." Nightshade said as he slowly pushed the offending gun out of his face.
Siege glared at him, "It's still a stupid plan." He muttered as he stalked into the warehouse.
Nightshade suddenly stood in front of him and from nowhere he brandished a knife in his hand, holding it up front of their faces so that Siege could get a good look at it. "It may seem stupid to you but know this, if Flaming Bird denies me she will die." He gently traced a finger up the sharp blade of the twin edged knife, careful so as not to cut himself. "Poison lies on the blade of this knife, and there is no cure found on this wretched planet. If she denies me again, she will die. If I can't have her then no one will!"
