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Chapter Six
Several days later, while Zinin was training alone, he heard a voice behind him. He knew the voice too well; it was Xulkar. "Hi, Zinin," he said. Whirling around, Zinin thrust his sword where the voice had been coming from. There was nobody there. He ran off in the direction that he thought Xulkar had run. After running for a while, he found Xulkar leaning against a tree. His hood covered a lot of his face, and Zinin couldn't very easily identify his real looks. The man drew a long sword and said, "Zinin, you want to fight?" The calm tone that Xulkar used angered Zinin. He prepared his sword and slowly approached his enemy. When he got nearly into range, Xulkar ran off again. The boy muttered, and rushed off again. After several more chases, he realized it was getting late. There was no way he could get back to the city in time, so he kept running. Eventually, Xulkar said, "Fine, I'll fight you." He drew his sword which he had returned to its sheath, and swung at Zinin. The boy ducked and twisted upwards to block the sword. He rushed past Xulkar and nearly ended his life... or so he thought. Xulkar blocked Zinin's stab and attacked with his own. Xulkar's sword was about twice as long as Zinin's, giving him a large advantage, however Zinin blocked the stab. He countered with a downward slash, and then Xulkar was gone. Zinin realized he was standing far away from his home, all by himself, and at night. To make matters worse, a small two-headed dog was approaching him. Zinin attacked with plasma, and leapt with his sword. The dog seemed hurt, but didn't fail yet. It rushed towards Zinin and bit his leg. The boy screamed in pain but tried to supress it. He again cast plasma, this time ending the dog's life.
Zinin sighed in relief as he saw a big city in front of him. Despite his wounded leg, he began to run towards the city. Finally, he reached the gates. They were closed. Two soldiers stood around the gate. "Please let me in," said Zinin. One soldier said, "I'm sorry, but we were instructed to not let anyone in. I'm afraid you'll have to wait until morning." Zinin replied, "Please, I have no shoes and I was bit by a two-headed dog." The second soldier laughed. "Why would that make us let you in?" he asked. Zinin said, "I came here from another city all by myself." The first soldier replied, "What was the name of the city?" The boy replied, "Bilibin." Both soldiers gasped. "That's quite far, for one so small as you. I suppose if the dog that bit you was rabid you'd need to get in." Zinin replied, "What's rabid?" The second soldier laughed. "You don't know what rabid is?" he asked. Zinin shook his head. "My parents died when I was one year old, and so I was adopted. Now, my adopted parents are dead, along with the entire village of Kolima. Nobody ever taught me anything about rabid." The first soldier said, "Forget it. He probably wasn't rabid. You can come into the city, but I doubt you can afford the inn. It's expensive around here. Ten coins a night." Zinin sighed. "That means I can only stay a few days," he said. He always carried around a few coins which Kalirn had given him, in case something like this did happen. Then the first soldier had an idea. "You can stay at my house," he said. Zinin replied, "Really? That would be great!"
Kalirn was looking around frantically for Zinin. His brother wasn't careless, he wouldn't just wander off. He must have gone after something, or... Kalirn shuddered... be killed. A month ago, he wouldn't even have missed Zinin. However now that he was gone, Kalirn missed him. 'Perhaps he will come back tomorrow,' he told himself.
Zinin yawned and slowly climbed out of his bed. He saw the soldier standing nearby, and walked over to him. He smiled, and said, "Thank you for letting me use your bed, it was quite comfortable." The soldier smiled and said, "No problem. That's an extra bed, and nobody in my family uses it." Zinin grinned, and grabbed his sword. He strapped it to his back, and left the house. The soldier had told him that the city was named Vault. Zinin looked around. He didn't see why it was named that, nor did he like the sound of the name as well as Kolima. He sighed, because that made him think of his parents. The city was quite boring, and had very few trees. However, it was quite a large city in comparison to Kolima. About fifty people lived in Kolima, and Zinin estimated that atleast two hundred lived in Vault. He wandered around the city, looking for anything that may be helpful to him. Deimos said, "My brother lives around here somewhere." A flash of red light appeared above Zinin's head, and then disappeared into the air. Deimos had never joined with Zinin, because he was afraid it would mess up his attacks. Several minutes later, Deimos triumphantly reappeared, and next to him was another red furball. The new djinn said, "Hi," and then disappeared. Deimos laughed. "He's a bit shy," he said, "his name is Phobos."
Kalirn sadly wandered around Bilibin looking for his brother. The only thing that could cheer him up is that the money would last him twice as long. He finally gave up looking for Zinin. Suddenly, a red ball appeared in front of him, and disappeared. Standing in mid-air was a red furball. "Hello," he said, "I'm Deimos. Your brother is in Vault. He's safe, but he misses you. I can show you the way there if you want me to." Kalirn said, "Huh? Why would he go to another city without telling me?" Deimos replied, "Well, he was chasing Xulkar. That little rat." Kalirn nodded. "Let's go," he said.
Zinin waited for Deimos to return. He sat on a rock watching the gate. Finally, he saw a flash of red light in the distance. He rushed out of the city and towards his brother. "Kalirn!" he shouted. His brother ran up. He grinned. "Hello," he said, "have you been missing my money?" Zinin laughed.
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Chapter Six
Several days later, while Zinin was training alone, he heard a voice behind him. He knew the voice too well; it was Xulkar. "Hi, Zinin," he said. Whirling around, Zinin thrust his sword where the voice had been coming from. There was nobody there. He ran off in the direction that he thought Xulkar had run. After running for a while, he found Xulkar leaning against a tree. His hood covered a lot of his face, and Zinin couldn't very easily identify his real looks. The man drew a long sword and said, "Zinin, you want to fight?" The calm tone that Xulkar used angered Zinin. He prepared his sword and slowly approached his enemy. When he got nearly into range, Xulkar ran off again. The boy muttered, and rushed off again. After several more chases, he realized it was getting late. There was no way he could get back to the city in time, so he kept running. Eventually, Xulkar said, "Fine, I'll fight you." He drew his sword which he had returned to its sheath, and swung at Zinin. The boy ducked and twisted upwards to block the sword. He rushed past Xulkar and nearly ended his life... or so he thought. Xulkar blocked Zinin's stab and attacked with his own. Xulkar's sword was about twice as long as Zinin's, giving him a large advantage, however Zinin blocked the stab. He countered with a downward slash, and then Xulkar was gone. Zinin realized he was standing far away from his home, all by himself, and at night. To make matters worse, a small two-headed dog was approaching him. Zinin attacked with plasma, and leapt with his sword. The dog seemed hurt, but didn't fail yet. It rushed towards Zinin and bit his leg. The boy screamed in pain but tried to supress it. He again cast plasma, this time ending the dog's life.
Zinin sighed in relief as he saw a big city in front of him. Despite his wounded leg, he began to run towards the city. Finally, he reached the gates. They were closed. Two soldiers stood around the gate. "Please let me in," said Zinin. One soldier said, "I'm sorry, but we were instructed to not let anyone in. I'm afraid you'll have to wait until morning." Zinin replied, "Please, I have no shoes and I was bit by a two-headed dog." The second soldier laughed. "Why would that make us let you in?" he asked. Zinin said, "I came here from another city all by myself." The first soldier replied, "What was the name of the city?" The boy replied, "Bilibin." Both soldiers gasped. "That's quite far, for one so small as you. I suppose if the dog that bit you was rabid you'd need to get in." Zinin replied, "What's rabid?" The second soldier laughed. "You don't know what rabid is?" he asked. Zinin shook his head. "My parents died when I was one year old, and so I was adopted. Now, my adopted parents are dead, along with the entire village of Kolima. Nobody ever taught me anything about rabid." The first soldier said, "Forget it. He probably wasn't rabid. You can come into the city, but I doubt you can afford the inn. It's expensive around here. Ten coins a night." Zinin sighed. "That means I can only stay a few days," he said. He always carried around a few coins which Kalirn had given him, in case something like this did happen. Then the first soldier had an idea. "You can stay at my house," he said. Zinin replied, "Really? That would be great!"
Kalirn was looking around frantically for Zinin. His brother wasn't careless, he wouldn't just wander off. He must have gone after something, or... Kalirn shuddered... be killed. A month ago, he wouldn't even have missed Zinin. However now that he was gone, Kalirn missed him. 'Perhaps he will come back tomorrow,' he told himself.
Zinin yawned and slowly climbed out of his bed. He saw the soldier standing nearby, and walked over to him. He smiled, and said, "Thank you for letting me use your bed, it was quite comfortable." The soldier smiled and said, "No problem. That's an extra bed, and nobody in my family uses it." Zinin grinned, and grabbed his sword. He strapped it to his back, and left the house. The soldier had told him that the city was named Vault. Zinin looked around. He didn't see why it was named that, nor did he like the sound of the name as well as Kolima. He sighed, because that made him think of his parents. The city was quite boring, and had very few trees. However, it was quite a large city in comparison to Kolima. About fifty people lived in Kolima, and Zinin estimated that atleast two hundred lived in Vault. He wandered around the city, looking for anything that may be helpful to him. Deimos said, "My brother lives around here somewhere." A flash of red light appeared above Zinin's head, and then disappeared into the air. Deimos had never joined with Zinin, because he was afraid it would mess up his attacks. Several minutes later, Deimos triumphantly reappeared, and next to him was another red furball. The new djinn said, "Hi," and then disappeared. Deimos laughed. "He's a bit shy," he said, "his name is Phobos."
Kalirn sadly wandered around Bilibin looking for his brother. The only thing that could cheer him up is that the money would last him twice as long. He finally gave up looking for Zinin. Suddenly, a red ball appeared in front of him, and disappeared. Standing in mid-air was a red furball. "Hello," he said, "I'm Deimos. Your brother is in Vault. He's safe, but he misses you. I can show you the way there if you want me to." Kalirn said, "Huh? Why would he go to another city without telling me?" Deimos replied, "Well, he was chasing Xulkar. That little rat." Kalirn nodded. "Let's go," he said.
Zinin waited for Deimos to return. He sat on a rock watching the gate. Finally, he saw a flash of red light in the distance. He rushed out of the city and towards his brother. "Kalirn!" he shouted. His brother ran up. He grinned. "Hello," he said, "have you been missing my money?" Zinin laughed.
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