Legacy of the Wind
By,
sugar n Sorceris of Spirit
Chapter five
Rowen moved around the den looking through books of legends and myths. Sai had told him about Mia and Trinnie and he was determined to find out about the legacy and prove to Trinnie she was wrong. There wasn't an ounce of bad in Mia, and never would be.
But she is daughter of Talpa, he thought snapping a book shut and going to another one. She was the heir, so maybe that would explain why she was meant to be evil…Hell, both of them were born evil.
"Rowen?" he looked up at Jillian who was holding her stomach. A looked of worry washed over his face once he saw the look on her face. She removed her hands to show blood seeping through her white shirt onto her hands.
"Holy crap! Jillian!" he ran over to catch her when she fell from loss of blood. "Jillian what happened?"
"C-C-Calista," she choked out groaning in pain. Panic washed over Rowen, what was he going to do? A demon was in his arms bleeding to death and he was frozen with fear. Finally he found his voice, a very loud voice to be exact.
"SAGE!" he bellowed and soon found Sage in the doorway. With one glance at Jillian he was in his sub armor. He knelt down next to them and he placed a hand over her wound. "Is she going to be okay?"
"What happened to her? When did you find her?" Sage replied ignoring his question. His hand started to glow a light shade of green.
"I don't know when it happened, she just came in here, said something about Calista I think," Rowen's face was creased with worry.
"She'll be okay," Sage said removing his hand. Jillian's eyes fluttered open and she looked up into Rowen's worried blue eyes.
"You okay?" she nodded weakly then looked down at her stomach.
"What…" Jillian looked at Sage and he shrugged.
"Comes with the armor," she smiled and nodded.
"Thanks," she pushed herself up and out of Rowen's arms and stood up. "Where's Calista?"
"Who's that?" Rowen asked and she bit her lip.
"The second Warlord, Calista Warlord of Magic," she answered looking out the window. "I was running, and she attacked me, I guess I wasn't ready for it…"
"Get some rest," Sage said placing a hand on her shoulder. She nodded and left the den. Sage looked at Rowen with a panicked look. "Rowen, they're going to fast for us…these battles are to hard."
"But we'll win them…just make sure everyone knows that if you go somewhere don't go alone," Sage nodded and left Rowen as well. He picked up a book he had dropped and looked over the table of contents. A piece of folded paper slipped out and fluttered to the floor. He knelt down and picked it up, unfolding it to read the scratchy handwriting.
I'm watching you Strata
His eyes widened and ran over to the window looking around franticly. Finally his eyes settled on a girl in full battle armor. Silky black hair fell past her butt and blew gently in the breeze. Her dark eyes burned into his sending chills down his spine. That must be Calista, he thought watching her fade.
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Trinnie ran in her light purple sub armor down the dark halls of the Dynasty. Her hair twisted around her face when she looked back at Leer leading a pack of Dynasty's soldier's behind her. She gasped as she ran into someone's strong face. Her eyes flickered up to meet Jonathan's brown ones. A smile clawed it's way onto his face as he silently laughed at her. His hands clenched her armed upper arms tightly.
"Hurry Princesses, we don't have time for memories and doubts," he mocked laughing. Trinnie clenched her eyes shut and kicked him in the "lower region". Once he let go of her she shoved him away and into the wall. She started to run again trying to make up lost ground. A Dynasty soldier lunged at her grabbing her ankle causing her to fall to the floor. She landed with a thud and looked back. Leer smiled up at her holding tightly onto her.
"Trinnie, don't worry Princess, everything will be fine, your daddy can't hurt you now," he sneered while laughing at her fear. Trinnie glared at him and flipped on her back, bringing her foot across his face. He flew to the side and Trinnie scrambled to her feet running down the dark, black candle lit, hallway.
"Trinnie!" Mia's desperate scream rang out to her far in front of her.
"Mia! I'm coming! Hold on!" Trinnie called back jumping up grabbing a hold of a bar that ran across the ceiling to save herself from a Dynasty soldier. She screamed as the bar turned into an over sized serpent and let her fall to the floor. She landed on a soldier and flipped away, returning to running.
"Trinnie help me! Please come quick!" Mia's voice broke out into an ear piercing scream. Trinnie finally burst through a door to find everything calm.
Mia sat on the throne with her hands resting on the arms of the large stone throne. Her dress was a larger version of when she was being given the chance to rule the Dynasty. Her hair was combed back and held in place by the head piece. Silver shinny lipstick coated her lips and dark eyeliner ran over the edges of her eyes and out into points.
"Mia…?" she whispered taking a step forward.
"I wouldn't if I were you," Jonathan said appearing next to Mia's side. Mia smiled and stood up allowing Jonathan to slip his arm around her slim, very thin waist.
"Mia! He's evil, get away from him," Trinnie cried in shock and worry. Mia just giggled holding his other hand tightly. "Mia….what are you doing?"
"Dear sister, we've been mislead, to think we could abandon our duties as Lord Talpa's heirs, as his daughters," Mia paused a smirk playing across her face, "Trinnie, join me. Help me rule my kingdom, our kingdom." She held out her free hand and Trinnie's jaw fell open.
"Mia, have they brainwashed you? Do you not remember our oath! We swore to never help evil, only help the good, Mia tell me you remember!" Trinnie screamed taking a step forward. Her hands were balled into tight fists and hung at her sides. Mia's smirked disappeared and an angry look replaced it.
"Fine, refuse my offer, refuse your name, dishonor us Trinnie," as her words fell from her lips Talpa's armed head appeared towering behind and over them.
"I have no choice but to sentence you to death," Talpa's hideous laugh chilled Trinnie's bones, but not as much as the pressure that held her arms. She screamed out in pain as a sword plunged through her back and came out her stomach. A gasp came from her as the sword was removed and let her fall to her knees holding her stomach. She looked up at her sister, who only laughed…laughed…and laughed….
Trinnie shot up in her bed gasping for air hands held to her stomach where the sword once was. She looked down, shocked to find herself in a baggy gray T-shirt and navy blue jogging shorts. Her hands weren't covered in blood nor was there a wound in her stomach and back. But the pain had felt so real…so painful.
"Mia…" she whispered looking over at her slumbering sister.
Mia's hair was pulled back in a loose bun away from her face, allowing her and anyone else full view of her beautiful innocent face. Her lips were resting lightly together, not pressed tightly together like they were earlier in her sleep. Eyes closed gently and peacefully.
Trinnie shook her head willing herself to lie back again. Her head sunk into her feather pillow and she closed her eyes taking a deep breath. Her quilt was tangled around her legs and body but she took no notice of it. The dream seemed almost as if it were…a vision of the future.
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Charlie woke up with an aching pain in his back, actually all over. He sat up but was forced back down, the memories of yesterday's battle returning to him. He couldn't help but feel useless, yeah he beat the ogre pretty easily but Jillian was out and got hurt. Trinnie was almost choked to death, Mia attacked, and the others almost killed. How would they be able to pull this off again? Wasn't one battle together enough?
He turned his head to the side and looked at the empty unmade bed next to him. Dustin was already up and in the bathroom taking a hot shower….hogging all the hot water. He groaned and turned onto his stomach burying his face in his pillow. A soft knock at the door made him look up. Corrin stood in the door way with ointment and fresh bandages.
"Hey Cor, come on in," he said sitting up looking at his bare…well almost bare chest. Large chunks of gauze covered it where wounds settled in his tanned skin. Corrin ran her eyes along his six-pack and smiled. To bad those stupid bandages are in the way! She thought, this would be a lot more fun. "What are you smiling at?" she shook her head and sat down on the edge of his bed.
"Nothing, lie down," she ordered and he obeyed. Gently pulling the tapped gauze off his chest she felt sorry for him as he winced. She hated bandaging people up, it seemed so painful! "How ya feeling?"
"Good," he replied wincing.
"Actions speak louder then words there bud," he laughed at her comment and relaxed. He wasn't used to having Corrin attend to him, it was either Trinnie, Dustin (don't get the wrong idea!) or Jillian. Corrin was always the back up. With Jillian in pain still, Dustin in the shower and Trinnie most likely sleeping Corrin was the one in charge now.
"How about you? Effects from the fight still running it's course on you?" he asked as she gently spread ointment on his red wounds.
"Yeah, but no big deal, I'm used to it by now. I guess I have to be," she replied placing tape on the ends of the gauze. Her fingertips softly pressed down around the edges after placing it on his chest, not wanting to hurt him.
"You don't have to be so gentle you know? I'm a big boy, I can handle it," he said with a smirk.
"I can tell," she replied rolling her eyes. He rose an eyebrow with another smile.
"And what's that suppose to mean Cor?" she looked at him seeming as if it had just realized what she said.
"I-I didn't mean anything by that," she replied pressing gently on the last homemade bandage. She stood up but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down again, forcing himself up. He smiled at her and ran his fingers along her sofa cheek. Her eyes widened as he brushed his lips against hers. He pulled back and rose an eyebrow again.
"Didn't you know it's rude to stare?" she laughed and pushed his shoulder lightly. He pouted and kissed her again, this time she closed her eyes and kissed him back. She pulled away after a few seconds, not wanting to ruin their friendship.
"I better go, get some more rest okay?" he nodded and allowed her to leave, feeling her discomfort. He looked toward the bathroom door as Dustin emerged with a towel hanging around his waist and using another to dry his hair.
"Shouldn't have kissed her man," he replied grinning at Charlie's shocked look.
"How'd you…"
"Dude, I read minds too you know," Charlie glared at him and threw a small round pillow at him. Dustin smacked it back and it landed feet away from Charlie and the bed.
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Kento flipped through one of Trinnie's fashion magazines turning it which way and that. He couldn't for the life of him figure out why girls would want to read them. He snorted at one of the maxi ads. A hand yanked the magazine away from him and tossed it on the coffee table. He looked behind him to see Corrin shaking her head as she moved into the kitchen.
"What?" he asked innocently picking up his motorcycle magazine. "Now this is what I call a magazine."
"Really? I always thought of Playboy as a real magazine," Dustin snickered at Corrin's gasp from the kitchen.
"Dustin Ridges I'm ashamed of you," she snapped tossing him his bottle of gel.
"Thanks Cor…and I was kidding, why look in a magazine when I could get it from you?" Corrin shot him a glare.
"Very funny Dustin," she hissed going into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Dustin laughed and headed towards the downstairs bathroom to spike his hair.
"Hey Kento," he looked up as Jillian moved down the stairs in a pair of jeans and a light blue tank top that said "Perfect Ten" in silver bubble letters on the front.
"Hey Jillian, feeling better?" he questioned turning back to his magazine.
"Yup," she replied going into the kitchen to help Corrin. Sage was the next down followed by Sai, Ryo, Sean and Trinnie.
"Where's Mia?" Sage asked taking a bite of toast. Corrin shot him a glare and he gulped looking at the pans in front of her with their breakfast on it. "Sorry."
"She's still asleep," Trinnie answered sitting next to Ryo on the love seat. He smiled when he caught the strong sent of vanilla lotion and raspberry shampoo from her freshly washed hair. She twisted her wet hair up into a sloppy bun and leaned back with a yawn.
"You sound like you should be too," Rowen said coming down the stairs. He hadn't bothered to get dressed yet, he came down in his silk blue boxers and fuzzy blue robe hanging open showing his bare chest. Jillian came out of the kitchen with Sai behind her holding mugs of coffee. She allowed her eyes to wander over Rowen but then moved quickly past him handing him a mug.
She checked you ouuuuttttt! Kento taunted in Rowen's mind. He wished he could shoot Kento a mental glare but instead just ignored his comment. Once the coffee was handed out everyone took a seat for breakfast.
"I'll get Mia," Sage said pushing back his chair and almost dashing up the stairs. He reached her door to find it slightly ajar, his gray eye widened when he saw an armed back to him. Mia was up against the wall, the guy's large hands around her throat. Sage quickly called his sub armor and kicked open the door all the way. The Warlord dropped Mia, leaving her gasping for air. "Get away from her," he hissed.
Guys, get up here, someone attacked Mia! He's still here, Sage shot in the guys minds. Soon the four other Ronins were up in sub armor and standing behind him.
"So, brave Halo's out and about trying to safe the precious Princess?" the warlord smirked under his helmet and held out his sword. "To bad you can't actually save her."
Hale Ice Trash!
Sage and the other ducked out of the way of his attack. Sage rolled along the floor stopping feet away from Mia. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her feet, pushing her behind him. Sage's icy glare narrowed in on the Warlord.
"Who are you?" Sage hissed.
"I am your enemy, you need not know more," with that he disappeared leaving Mia's window shattered. Sage turned to Mia releasing his sub armor. Mia hugged him tightly still breathing shakily. Trinnie burst into the room in light purple sub armor and gasped. The door had been destroyed, how could they have not heard that? There's more they want, it's not just to kill Mia….they want a new leader, she thought.
"Poor, poor door," Corrin said shaking her head looking at the trashed doorway. Everyone laughed and went about their business. Ryo glanced at Mia as he walked away. Sage was cuddling her as she shook with fear. He pushed down the jealously that started to rise up in him and jogged down stairs for a run.
By,
sugar n Sorceris of Spirit
Chapter five
Rowen moved around the den looking through books of legends and myths. Sai had told him about Mia and Trinnie and he was determined to find out about the legacy and prove to Trinnie she was wrong. There wasn't an ounce of bad in Mia, and never would be.
But she is daughter of Talpa, he thought snapping a book shut and going to another one. She was the heir, so maybe that would explain why she was meant to be evil…Hell, both of them were born evil.
"Rowen?" he looked up at Jillian who was holding her stomach. A looked of worry washed over his face once he saw the look on her face. She removed her hands to show blood seeping through her white shirt onto her hands.
"Holy crap! Jillian!" he ran over to catch her when she fell from loss of blood. "Jillian what happened?"
"C-C-Calista," she choked out groaning in pain. Panic washed over Rowen, what was he going to do? A demon was in his arms bleeding to death and he was frozen with fear. Finally he found his voice, a very loud voice to be exact.
"SAGE!" he bellowed and soon found Sage in the doorway. With one glance at Jillian he was in his sub armor. He knelt down next to them and he placed a hand over her wound. "Is she going to be okay?"
"What happened to her? When did you find her?" Sage replied ignoring his question. His hand started to glow a light shade of green.
"I don't know when it happened, she just came in here, said something about Calista I think," Rowen's face was creased with worry.
"She'll be okay," Sage said removing his hand. Jillian's eyes fluttered open and she looked up into Rowen's worried blue eyes.
"You okay?" she nodded weakly then looked down at her stomach.
"What…" Jillian looked at Sage and he shrugged.
"Comes with the armor," she smiled and nodded.
"Thanks," she pushed herself up and out of Rowen's arms and stood up. "Where's Calista?"
"Who's that?" Rowen asked and she bit her lip.
"The second Warlord, Calista Warlord of Magic," she answered looking out the window. "I was running, and she attacked me, I guess I wasn't ready for it…"
"Get some rest," Sage said placing a hand on her shoulder. She nodded and left the den. Sage looked at Rowen with a panicked look. "Rowen, they're going to fast for us…these battles are to hard."
"But we'll win them…just make sure everyone knows that if you go somewhere don't go alone," Sage nodded and left Rowen as well. He picked up a book he had dropped and looked over the table of contents. A piece of folded paper slipped out and fluttered to the floor. He knelt down and picked it up, unfolding it to read the scratchy handwriting.
I'm watching you Strata
His eyes widened and ran over to the window looking around franticly. Finally his eyes settled on a girl in full battle armor. Silky black hair fell past her butt and blew gently in the breeze. Her dark eyes burned into his sending chills down his spine. That must be Calista, he thought watching her fade.
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Trinnie ran in her light purple sub armor down the dark halls of the Dynasty. Her hair twisted around her face when she looked back at Leer leading a pack of Dynasty's soldier's behind her. She gasped as she ran into someone's strong face. Her eyes flickered up to meet Jonathan's brown ones. A smile clawed it's way onto his face as he silently laughed at her. His hands clenched her armed upper arms tightly.
"Hurry Princesses, we don't have time for memories and doubts," he mocked laughing. Trinnie clenched her eyes shut and kicked him in the "lower region". Once he let go of her she shoved him away and into the wall. She started to run again trying to make up lost ground. A Dynasty soldier lunged at her grabbing her ankle causing her to fall to the floor. She landed with a thud and looked back. Leer smiled up at her holding tightly onto her.
"Trinnie, don't worry Princess, everything will be fine, your daddy can't hurt you now," he sneered while laughing at her fear. Trinnie glared at him and flipped on her back, bringing her foot across his face. He flew to the side and Trinnie scrambled to her feet running down the dark, black candle lit, hallway.
"Trinnie!" Mia's desperate scream rang out to her far in front of her.
"Mia! I'm coming! Hold on!" Trinnie called back jumping up grabbing a hold of a bar that ran across the ceiling to save herself from a Dynasty soldier. She screamed as the bar turned into an over sized serpent and let her fall to the floor. She landed on a soldier and flipped away, returning to running.
"Trinnie help me! Please come quick!" Mia's voice broke out into an ear piercing scream. Trinnie finally burst through a door to find everything calm.
Mia sat on the throne with her hands resting on the arms of the large stone throne. Her dress was a larger version of when she was being given the chance to rule the Dynasty. Her hair was combed back and held in place by the head piece. Silver shinny lipstick coated her lips and dark eyeliner ran over the edges of her eyes and out into points.
"Mia…?" she whispered taking a step forward.
"I wouldn't if I were you," Jonathan said appearing next to Mia's side. Mia smiled and stood up allowing Jonathan to slip his arm around her slim, very thin waist.
"Mia! He's evil, get away from him," Trinnie cried in shock and worry. Mia just giggled holding his other hand tightly. "Mia….what are you doing?"
"Dear sister, we've been mislead, to think we could abandon our duties as Lord Talpa's heirs, as his daughters," Mia paused a smirk playing across her face, "Trinnie, join me. Help me rule my kingdom, our kingdom." She held out her free hand and Trinnie's jaw fell open.
"Mia, have they brainwashed you? Do you not remember our oath! We swore to never help evil, only help the good, Mia tell me you remember!" Trinnie screamed taking a step forward. Her hands were balled into tight fists and hung at her sides. Mia's smirked disappeared and an angry look replaced it.
"Fine, refuse my offer, refuse your name, dishonor us Trinnie," as her words fell from her lips Talpa's armed head appeared towering behind and over them.
"I have no choice but to sentence you to death," Talpa's hideous laugh chilled Trinnie's bones, but not as much as the pressure that held her arms. She screamed out in pain as a sword plunged through her back and came out her stomach. A gasp came from her as the sword was removed and let her fall to her knees holding her stomach. She looked up at her sister, who only laughed…laughed…and laughed….
Trinnie shot up in her bed gasping for air hands held to her stomach where the sword once was. She looked down, shocked to find herself in a baggy gray T-shirt and navy blue jogging shorts. Her hands weren't covered in blood nor was there a wound in her stomach and back. But the pain had felt so real…so painful.
"Mia…" she whispered looking over at her slumbering sister.
Mia's hair was pulled back in a loose bun away from her face, allowing her and anyone else full view of her beautiful innocent face. Her lips were resting lightly together, not pressed tightly together like they were earlier in her sleep. Eyes closed gently and peacefully.
Trinnie shook her head willing herself to lie back again. Her head sunk into her feather pillow and she closed her eyes taking a deep breath. Her quilt was tangled around her legs and body but she took no notice of it. The dream seemed almost as if it were…a vision of the future.
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Charlie woke up with an aching pain in his back, actually all over. He sat up but was forced back down, the memories of yesterday's battle returning to him. He couldn't help but feel useless, yeah he beat the ogre pretty easily but Jillian was out and got hurt. Trinnie was almost choked to death, Mia attacked, and the others almost killed. How would they be able to pull this off again? Wasn't one battle together enough?
He turned his head to the side and looked at the empty unmade bed next to him. Dustin was already up and in the bathroom taking a hot shower….hogging all the hot water. He groaned and turned onto his stomach burying his face in his pillow. A soft knock at the door made him look up. Corrin stood in the door way with ointment and fresh bandages.
"Hey Cor, come on in," he said sitting up looking at his bare…well almost bare chest. Large chunks of gauze covered it where wounds settled in his tanned skin. Corrin ran her eyes along his six-pack and smiled. To bad those stupid bandages are in the way! She thought, this would be a lot more fun. "What are you smiling at?" she shook her head and sat down on the edge of his bed.
"Nothing, lie down," she ordered and he obeyed. Gently pulling the tapped gauze off his chest she felt sorry for him as he winced. She hated bandaging people up, it seemed so painful! "How ya feeling?"
"Good," he replied wincing.
"Actions speak louder then words there bud," he laughed at her comment and relaxed. He wasn't used to having Corrin attend to him, it was either Trinnie, Dustin (don't get the wrong idea!) or Jillian. Corrin was always the back up. With Jillian in pain still, Dustin in the shower and Trinnie most likely sleeping Corrin was the one in charge now.
"How about you? Effects from the fight still running it's course on you?" he asked as she gently spread ointment on his red wounds.
"Yeah, but no big deal, I'm used to it by now. I guess I have to be," she replied placing tape on the ends of the gauze. Her fingertips softly pressed down around the edges after placing it on his chest, not wanting to hurt him.
"You don't have to be so gentle you know? I'm a big boy, I can handle it," he said with a smirk.
"I can tell," she replied rolling her eyes. He rose an eyebrow with another smile.
"And what's that suppose to mean Cor?" she looked at him seeming as if it had just realized what she said.
"I-I didn't mean anything by that," she replied pressing gently on the last homemade bandage. She stood up but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down again, forcing himself up. He smiled at her and ran his fingers along her sofa cheek. Her eyes widened as he brushed his lips against hers. He pulled back and rose an eyebrow again.
"Didn't you know it's rude to stare?" she laughed and pushed his shoulder lightly. He pouted and kissed her again, this time she closed her eyes and kissed him back. She pulled away after a few seconds, not wanting to ruin their friendship.
"I better go, get some more rest okay?" he nodded and allowed her to leave, feeling her discomfort. He looked toward the bathroom door as Dustin emerged with a towel hanging around his waist and using another to dry his hair.
"Shouldn't have kissed her man," he replied grinning at Charlie's shocked look.
"How'd you…"
"Dude, I read minds too you know," Charlie glared at him and threw a small round pillow at him. Dustin smacked it back and it landed feet away from Charlie and the bed.
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Kento flipped through one of Trinnie's fashion magazines turning it which way and that. He couldn't for the life of him figure out why girls would want to read them. He snorted at one of the maxi ads. A hand yanked the magazine away from him and tossed it on the coffee table. He looked behind him to see Corrin shaking her head as she moved into the kitchen.
"What?" he asked innocently picking up his motorcycle magazine. "Now this is what I call a magazine."
"Really? I always thought of Playboy as a real magazine," Dustin snickered at Corrin's gasp from the kitchen.
"Dustin Ridges I'm ashamed of you," she snapped tossing him his bottle of gel.
"Thanks Cor…and I was kidding, why look in a magazine when I could get it from you?" Corrin shot him a glare.
"Very funny Dustin," she hissed going into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Dustin laughed and headed towards the downstairs bathroom to spike his hair.
"Hey Kento," he looked up as Jillian moved down the stairs in a pair of jeans and a light blue tank top that said "Perfect Ten" in silver bubble letters on the front.
"Hey Jillian, feeling better?" he questioned turning back to his magazine.
"Yup," she replied going into the kitchen to help Corrin. Sage was the next down followed by Sai, Ryo, Sean and Trinnie.
"Where's Mia?" Sage asked taking a bite of toast. Corrin shot him a glare and he gulped looking at the pans in front of her with their breakfast on it. "Sorry."
"She's still asleep," Trinnie answered sitting next to Ryo on the love seat. He smiled when he caught the strong sent of vanilla lotion and raspberry shampoo from her freshly washed hair. She twisted her wet hair up into a sloppy bun and leaned back with a yawn.
"You sound like you should be too," Rowen said coming down the stairs. He hadn't bothered to get dressed yet, he came down in his silk blue boxers and fuzzy blue robe hanging open showing his bare chest. Jillian came out of the kitchen with Sai behind her holding mugs of coffee. She allowed her eyes to wander over Rowen but then moved quickly past him handing him a mug.
She checked you ouuuuttttt! Kento taunted in Rowen's mind. He wished he could shoot Kento a mental glare but instead just ignored his comment. Once the coffee was handed out everyone took a seat for breakfast.
"I'll get Mia," Sage said pushing back his chair and almost dashing up the stairs. He reached her door to find it slightly ajar, his gray eye widened when he saw an armed back to him. Mia was up against the wall, the guy's large hands around her throat. Sage quickly called his sub armor and kicked open the door all the way. The Warlord dropped Mia, leaving her gasping for air. "Get away from her," he hissed.
Guys, get up here, someone attacked Mia! He's still here, Sage shot in the guys minds. Soon the four other Ronins were up in sub armor and standing behind him.
"So, brave Halo's out and about trying to safe the precious Princess?" the warlord smirked under his helmet and held out his sword. "To bad you can't actually save her."
Hale Ice Trash!
Sage and the other ducked out of the way of his attack. Sage rolled along the floor stopping feet away from Mia. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her feet, pushing her behind him. Sage's icy glare narrowed in on the Warlord.
"Who are you?" Sage hissed.
"I am your enemy, you need not know more," with that he disappeared leaving Mia's window shattered. Sage turned to Mia releasing his sub armor. Mia hugged him tightly still breathing shakily. Trinnie burst into the room in light purple sub armor and gasped. The door had been destroyed, how could they have not heard that? There's more they want, it's not just to kill Mia….they want a new leader, she thought.
"Poor, poor door," Corrin said shaking her head looking at the trashed doorway. Everyone laughed and went about their business. Ryo glanced at Mia as he walked away. Sage was cuddling her as she shook with fear. He pushed down the jealously that started to rise up in him and jogged down stairs for a run.