Lommi vs Saimouri: Battle of the Mangos
Synopsis: Long ago, a feud was started. Was it destiny? Was it fate? Was it hunger? Who knows… all that is certain is that fifteen year old Lombardi Guado has come to seek his rightful place as… MANGO KING!!!! R/R
The fifteen year old Guado walked up to the mansion, his heart pounding with anticipation. Nervously he pushed open the door, only to see Trommell standing there. "Take me to Saimouri" he said gruffly, surprised at how deep his own voice had become. He ran his fingers through his long, blue hair and looked round with his one good eye. The place hadn't really changed.
"Who shall I say is calling on him?"
"Just say it is an old friend."
Seymour could sense it. Something was coming. He stood from his seat, waiting for his servant to return with news. Suddeenly the doors burst open. Seymour turned to see Trommell panting.
"Trommel! What is it?"
"It… he is here, Sir!"
Seymours eyes narrowed as he realised who it must be. "Send him in."
The young Guado looked around the dining hall. He remembered this room well… he had spent many a happy day here… but that was all gone now…
"Lombardi!"
He knew that voice. He spun round to see Seymour standing there.
"Ah! Saimouri! Still dressing strangely, I see?"
"I know why you're here, Lombardi. You have come to finish the battle that began long ago. You see, I remember" he added, holding up a ripe, plump green-and-red fruit. "Oh yes. I remember it well."
"Let's cut to the chase, Saimouri" said Lommi through gritted teeth, drawing his dagger. "Let us finish what we began."
"Very well. Trommell!" he shouted at his manservant, causing him to run to his side. "Yes master Seymour?"
"Bring out the Mangos"
Yaaaay! First Chapter! Ok, this wont make *any* sense if you haven't read Guardian Father, Candle on the Water and Inseparable, so I suggest reading them. Stay tuned!
