Ivan felt his whole body go cold. How could Isaac and Garet want to
kill him? It was to much to comprehend, after all they had gone through
together… Taking he deep breath he told them all that he was turning in for
the night and headed for the cabin.
"Wait, Ivan there are only two cabins so were going to have to bunk up, that OK?" Isaac called after him, a look of pure contempt on his face.
"Yeah, sure," Ivan answered, inwardly swearing at his fate. If he had to bunk up with Isaac than Mia would be with Garet, the chances of them seeing the light of day weren't looking good.
Mia quickly cut off her conversation with Garet, telling him she was more than happy to turn in for the night. Saying her good-byes she was able to catch up with Ivan.
"Sleep with your sword tonight Mia, you don't know what Garet will try to do." Ivan told her softly.
"I don't carry a sword I carry a mace," Mia corrected him with a grin. "And why should I sleep with my weapon?"
"Because Garet and Isaac are going to try to kill us tonight, that's why," Ivan informed her.
"You have to be kidding me,"
I'm not,"
"Why would they try to kill us?"
"I have no idea,"
Mia had no more to say and slowly walked toward one of the cabins. She turned toward Ivan and smiled. Disappearing into her door, Ivan let out a sigh. How was he going to defeat Isaac on a one on one combat? He had always been the most physically frail of the group and the only thing he excelled in was magic. Though Isaac knew all of his attack spells and was probably prepared to handle them. He slowly walked into the empty cabin and flopped down on one of the beds. At least there are two, he thought miserably. Pulling his shirt off he was sure to make sure that he had enough psyenergy in reserve. It really wasn't necessary though, he knew that it was. Reading minds didn't take much out of you. He tried to form a plan in his mind, but it was near impossible. His thoughts kept turning to Mia, she didn't seem concerned at all, almost as if she thinks he's making it up… but why would she think that? Maybe she just doesn't want to believe it. God knew he felt the same way. Taking a mail shirt from his pack he slipped it over his undershirt. If he was going to be attacked he didn't want to unprepared. Of course he didn't even bother to reach for his wand, it didn't do much damage as it was and compared to Isaac's Gia Blade it could be considered a mere stick.
"Hey Isaac are you decent?" Isaac called from outside the door. Ivan quickly threw a robe over himself. If Isaac saw that he was wearing battle clothes he would defiantly become suspicious.
"Yeah, you can come in," Ivan called to him, knowing that this was almost like inviting death to your own door. Isaac walked in shrugging his shoulders.
"For being underwater for ever it doesn't look to shabby," Isaac commented.
"Yeah," Ivan responded, his teeth clenched.
"What's bothering you Ivan, you don't look so good," Isaac said in a concern matter.
What's bothering me is that your going to kill me tonight, that's what! Ivan thought to himself more uncomfortable than ever.
"Nothing's wrong Isaac, just tired." Ivan half lied.
"Well than we can get to sleep if you want," Isaac grinned throwing off his shoes. "I forgot to bring sleeping clothes so I guess this will have to do." He finished, flopping on the bed to the right of Ivan's.
"Can you put out the lamp, Ivan?" Isaac asked pulling the covers over himself. As Ivan moved toward the light source Isaac smiled and muttered a thanks, quick to fake sleep. Ivan made his way to his own bed, taking a quick glance at where Isaac's sword lay, right next to is bed in easy reach. Sighing, Ivan tried to find his way to his own bed in the darkness of the room, feeling the boat sway under him. Finally finding his bed he fell into it more than willing to try to at least cat nap until Isaac made his move. But this wish proved to be futile, as he couldn't stop imagining what would happen in the hours to come. Ivan had to stay awake, but he just couldn't he was to tired. His eyes closed, and he felt himself drift into sleep.
A sword was drawn from a sheath and a faint figure made it's way toward Ivan.
"I'm sorry Ivan, this wouldn't of happened if you had died in the battle like you should of. We just can't let you or Mia live, you know to much and there's no way you're going to be able to keep your mouth shut. So I guess this is… goodbye." Isaac was able to say almost choked with tears. Taking his sword up above Ivan's motionless body he let one tear fall down onto the rocking boat before he lunged.
* * *
Garet felt as though his insides were being torn apart, not only did he have to kill his group member, he had to kill his beloved. Mia sat there on the bed she had chosen cleaning her mace. Beautiful, beautiful Mia. Her turquoise hair was let lose, falling to her waist. The robe she had on matched her sapphire eyes perfectly. Wiping off the last bit of dirt on her weapon, she laid it down next to her bed, and turned to Garet.
"You ready for bed yet Garet?" She asked blowing the hair out of her face.
"Yeah, sure." He said, thinking back on all they had done together. Mia had been more than a group mate, so had Ivan. But Isaac was right, if they let them live than the secrete of Vale would get out and… and than they would never be able to come back.
"Garet!" Mia laughed in his face. "Are you there are there or not?"
"What? Oh sorry, just thinking." He said her. "Um, Mia?"
She turned, giving him her attention.
"Do you love me?" He asked knowing her answer already, though he had to know for sure.
"I… I, Garet what's going on?" His goddess asked taken back by the sudden question.
"I need to know, Mia. I love you and I really don't care what Isaac says. If you love me than we can forgot about all of this, the elemental stars, Kraden and Jenna. Just all of it…" He finished, his eyes locked on Mia's.
So that's what Ivan was talking about, Mia said under her breath.
"Look, Garet I have an idea what kind of plan you and Isaac have. And what do you mean 'Do I love you'? Garet were friends, nothing more. I'm only seventeen, I don't want to jump into marriage or any thing like that. We still have a quest to finish… but that's not what this is about is it?" Mia told him shaking her head.
"I gave you a chance to live Mia, I don't think Isaac gave Ivan that chance. But now you ruined that and I'm just going to have to do what I'm supposed to do," Garet said leaping up and drawing his blade. Mia was quick to roll over to the other side of the bed before Garet launched into attack. But she was to late, he caught some of her sapphire hair, cutting it nearly to the base of her neck. She quickly grabbed her mace, coming up just in time to block Garet's next strike. He forced his weight done on her, making her knees buckle. What is his problem! She thought. He was at least two times stronger than she was and she was swiftly losing ground. Mia threw her Mace to the other end of the room and darted to the door, but Garet came up behind her grabbing the young women by the back of her robe. Turning her around he made her look up to him, her eyes brimming with tears and hate.
"Now I can make this painless, just stand still," Garet choked taking his sword up and to her neck. Mia took her chance and kicked him in his manhood, making him drop the sword. Opening the door, she rushed out breathing in the fresh salty air. Running toward the end of the deck, she only made it half way as Garet lunged onto her making Mia fall to the ground. "Stay down you bitch! I told you this could be painless, but I guess that just won't happen. Now I'll give you one more chance, say you love me!" Garet yelled into Mia's face. He was sitting on her forcing on her all of his weight so that she would stay down. Mia fought feverishly to force him off, but it was useless. She spit into his face, the only thing she was able do.
Garet slowly wiped the saliva from his face. "Goodbye Mia," He whispered into her ear, taking the dagger she had hidden in her robe. He ran it down her cheek, emitting the slightest bit of blood. She whimpered, and tried to force him off again, but it was useless. Mia knew it was all over, there was nothing more she could do. The dagger was risen and she felt it plunge into her body, pain laced her entire being. She felt blood drain out of her as all went black.
A/N a cliff hanger huh? Well I hope your enjoying my fic. Oh yeah, one reviewer said that Isaac and Garet are evil, there not acutely. you might of picked that up in this chapter, I'll be delving more into it later. Anyway if you have any questions you can Email me with em or include them in your review. Expect the next chapter sometime around next week, my mom's out of town so I get loads of time on the computer. *Hehe*
"Wait, Ivan there are only two cabins so were going to have to bunk up, that OK?" Isaac called after him, a look of pure contempt on his face.
"Yeah, sure," Ivan answered, inwardly swearing at his fate. If he had to bunk up with Isaac than Mia would be with Garet, the chances of them seeing the light of day weren't looking good.
Mia quickly cut off her conversation with Garet, telling him she was more than happy to turn in for the night. Saying her good-byes she was able to catch up with Ivan.
"Sleep with your sword tonight Mia, you don't know what Garet will try to do." Ivan told her softly.
"I don't carry a sword I carry a mace," Mia corrected him with a grin. "And why should I sleep with my weapon?"
"Because Garet and Isaac are going to try to kill us tonight, that's why," Ivan informed her.
"You have to be kidding me,"
I'm not,"
"Why would they try to kill us?"
"I have no idea,"
Mia had no more to say and slowly walked toward one of the cabins. She turned toward Ivan and smiled. Disappearing into her door, Ivan let out a sigh. How was he going to defeat Isaac on a one on one combat? He had always been the most physically frail of the group and the only thing he excelled in was magic. Though Isaac knew all of his attack spells and was probably prepared to handle them. He slowly walked into the empty cabin and flopped down on one of the beds. At least there are two, he thought miserably. Pulling his shirt off he was sure to make sure that he had enough psyenergy in reserve. It really wasn't necessary though, he knew that it was. Reading minds didn't take much out of you. He tried to form a plan in his mind, but it was near impossible. His thoughts kept turning to Mia, she didn't seem concerned at all, almost as if she thinks he's making it up… but why would she think that? Maybe she just doesn't want to believe it. God knew he felt the same way. Taking a mail shirt from his pack he slipped it over his undershirt. If he was going to be attacked he didn't want to unprepared. Of course he didn't even bother to reach for his wand, it didn't do much damage as it was and compared to Isaac's Gia Blade it could be considered a mere stick.
"Hey Isaac are you decent?" Isaac called from outside the door. Ivan quickly threw a robe over himself. If Isaac saw that he was wearing battle clothes he would defiantly become suspicious.
"Yeah, you can come in," Ivan called to him, knowing that this was almost like inviting death to your own door. Isaac walked in shrugging his shoulders.
"For being underwater for ever it doesn't look to shabby," Isaac commented.
"Yeah," Ivan responded, his teeth clenched.
"What's bothering you Ivan, you don't look so good," Isaac said in a concern matter.
What's bothering me is that your going to kill me tonight, that's what! Ivan thought to himself more uncomfortable than ever.
"Nothing's wrong Isaac, just tired." Ivan half lied.
"Well than we can get to sleep if you want," Isaac grinned throwing off his shoes. "I forgot to bring sleeping clothes so I guess this will have to do." He finished, flopping on the bed to the right of Ivan's.
"Can you put out the lamp, Ivan?" Isaac asked pulling the covers over himself. As Ivan moved toward the light source Isaac smiled and muttered a thanks, quick to fake sleep. Ivan made his way to his own bed, taking a quick glance at where Isaac's sword lay, right next to is bed in easy reach. Sighing, Ivan tried to find his way to his own bed in the darkness of the room, feeling the boat sway under him. Finally finding his bed he fell into it more than willing to try to at least cat nap until Isaac made his move. But this wish proved to be futile, as he couldn't stop imagining what would happen in the hours to come. Ivan had to stay awake, but he just couldn't he was to tired. His eyes closed, and he felt himself drift into sleep.
A sword was drawn from a sheath and a faint figure made it's way toward Ivan.
"I'm sorry Ivan, this wouldn't of happened if you had died in the battle like you should of. We just can't let you or Mia live, you know to much and there's no way you're going to be able to keep your mouth shut. So I guess this is… goodbye." Isaac was able to say almost choked with tears. Taking his sword up above Ivan's motionless body he let one tear fall down onto the rocking boat before he lunged.
* * *
Garet felt as though his insides were being torn apart, not only did he have to kill his group member, he had to kill his beloved. Mia sat there on the bed she had chosen cleaning her mace. Beautiful, beautiful Mia. Her turquoise hair was let lose, falling to her waist. The robe she had on matched her sapphire eyes perfectly. Wiping off the last bit of dirt on her weapon, she laid it down next to her bed, and turned to Garet.
"You ready for bed yet Garet?" She asked blowing the hair out of her face.
"Yeah, sure." He said, thinking back on all they had done together. Mia had been more than a group mate, so had Ivan. But Isaac was right, if they let them live than the secrete of Vale would get out and… and than they would never be able to come back.
"Garet!" Mia laughed in his face. "Are you there are there or not?"
"What? Oh sorry, just thinking." He said her. "Um, Mia?"
She turned, giving him her attention.
"Do you love me?" He asked knowing her answer already, though he had to know for sure.
"I… I, Garet what's going on?" His goddess asked taken back by the sudden question.
"I need to know, Mia. I love you and I really don't care what Isaac says. If you love me than we can forgot about all of this, the elemental stars, Kraden and Jenna. Just all of it…" He finished, his eyes locked on Mia's.
So that's what Ivan was talking about, Mia said under her breath.
"Look, Garet I have an idea what kind of plan you and Isaac have. And what do you mean 'Do I love you'? Garet were friends, nothing more. I'm only seventeen, I don't want to jump into marriage or any thing like that. We still have a quest to finish… but that's not what this is about is it?" Mia told him shaking her head.
"I gave you a chance to live Mia, I don't think Isaac gave Ivan that chance. But now you ruined that and I'm just going to have to do what I'm supposed to do," Garet said leaping up and drawing his blade. Mia was quick to roll over to the other side of the bed before Garet launched into attack. But she was to late, he caught some of her sapphire hair, cutting it nearly to the base of her neck. She quickly grabbed her mace, coming up just in time to block Garet's next strike. He forced his weight done on her, making her knees buckle. What is his problem! She thought. He was at least two times stronger than she was and she was swiftly losing ground. Mia threw her Mace to the other end of the room and darted to the door, but Garet came up behind her grabbing the young women by the back of her robe. Turning her around he made her look up to him, her eyes brimming with tears and hate.
"Now I can make this painless, just stand still," Garet choked taking his sword up and to her neck. Mia took her chance and kicked him in his manhood, making him drop the sword. Opening the door, she rushed out breathing in the fresh salty air. Running toward the end of the deck, she only made it half way as Garet lunged onto her making Mia fall to the ground. "Stay down you bitch! I told you this could be painless, but I guess that just won't happen. Now I'll give you one more chance, say you love me!" Garet yelled into Mia's face. He was sitting on her forcing on her all of his weight so that she would stay down. Mia fought feverishly to force him off, but it was useless. She spit into his face, the only thing she was able do.
Garet slowly wiped the saliva from his face. "Goodbye Mia," He whispered into her ear, taking the dagger she had hidden in her robe. He ran it down her cheek, emitting the slightest bit of blood. She whimpered, and tried to force him off again, but it was useless. Mia knew it was all over, there was nothing more she could do. The dagger was risen and she felt it plunge into her body, pain laced her entire being. She felt blood drain out of her as all went black.
A/N a cliff hanger huh? Well I hope your enjoying my fic. Oh yeah, one reviewer said that Isaac and Garet are evil, there not acutely. you might of picked that up in this chapter, I'll be delving more into it later. Anyway if you have any questions you can Email me with em or include them in your review. Expect the next chapter sometime around next week, my mom's out of town so I get loads of time on the computer. *Hehe*
