Disclaimer: I own the plot and many characters, however Tammy owns the rest. sigh you can never win.
I'm back from the doom that is school, my exams are over and the project that caused the lack of updates has been handed in. ^^
Sarah Brightman's 'Eden' and the Japanese version of 'Mambo' were playing when I wrote this, k?
So without further ado, I present you with the next instalment of…
The Wave warrior Chapter 7Tomorrow was not 'the day'. Neither was day after it. A week had passed since the vision. The leaves were beginning to turn and Zak had pushed the disturbing images from his mind. He focused on the last line, leaving Selenia in the care of Derrin. He wanted to be ready at any time. He had gone the day before with the finished spell but a voice like that of the merfolk told him to 'wait'.
So he did, until the fateful night.
'This waiting is driving me mad.' Thought the boy as he finished up his arithmetic. Gazing out his open window, he surveyed the courtyard and sighed. 'I'm ready whenever you are, Wave Walker.' He said to the goddess in his mind. Packing his things together for the next day, he closed the lower shutter and stripped down to his breeches crawling into bed. Picking up the book of myths and legends that he had gotten yesterday and he read.
Apparently, the conflict between Wave Walker and the World Snake, Kidunka, occurred when the sea goddess was new. The conflict happened because by becoming a goddess, Wave Walker had taken a portion of Kidunka's territory. The problem had been momentarily resolved through battle. Reading on he learned that the reason why Ailin had to be freed was to fulfill the prophecy of peace. An anything but peaceful battle between the two gods' champions to the death. Whomever's champion won, would gain rule of the islands.
'So that's why there is no patron gods of the island.' Thought Zak, craning his head back. Watching the shadows dance across his roof, lights out was called. Placing his book down, he blew out his candle and grudgingly turned over to go to sleep.
But not for long…
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A scream broke the silence.
It was a scream of pain, anger and most of all hatred. A blue light swept out from the castle. Then all was silent once more. People all over Corus began to sit up, awakened by the burst of magical energy. The source of the scream fell, sprawling at Ailin's feet, tail curling by their side.
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Zak jumped out of bed and pulled on the nearest shirt-like piece of clothing he could find. Seizing his glaive in one hand and his work satchel in the other, he slipped into the hall. Barefoot, in only his breeches and a vest he began to run to the Gallery of Portraits. He did not know how or why, but he knew that he would find his answers there.
Turning a corner he hit someone. Hard. Both persons crashed to the floor. Groaning, he looked at whom he had smacked into. Derrin. Glaring at his friend, he pulled himself to his feet.
"What are you doing out?" Zak asked accusingly, oblivious to his own infraction of the rules.
The half-elf looked at him and grinned from his spot on the floor. "Same as you." Lazily he drew himself up and dusted off his clothing. Looking at Zak again, he raised an eyebrow. "Well, maybe not quite the same thing. At least I'm fully clothed. And not carrying a weapon."
"Derrin, if you'll excuse me there is some things I need to attend to." Zak replied curtly to the other boy's joking manner. Stepping around his friend, he halted. "What were you really doing?" Looking at the red-head, he saw the rare look of worry across the boy's face.
"Listening" before Zak could speak again, he continued, "it has started. The key has been found, the lock undone and the traps bared. Zak, do you think you're the only one with visions?" Derrin looked at Zak again. "I know I don't make much sense but…" he looked around, "I coming with you. No, you may not protest, Wave Walker told me so." Grinning again, he shrugged. "Now, let's go free an ancient warrior and save the world. What do you think?"
"I think we've wasted enough time on your philosophies and should take action." Zak responded beginning to trot down the hall again. The two boys quickly albeit quietly, darted through the halls. Coming to the Gallery of Portraits they slowed, checking out the hall as they slipped inside.
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The gallery was illuminated by a soft blue glow, the source unknown. Cautiously, walking into the gallery, Zak shifted his bag to his shoulder, holding the glaive in both hands. Glancing at Derrin, he noticed him holding a pair of long, wicked-looking knives.
"I thought you said you weren't carrying a weapon."
"But I wasn't carrying them." Derrin replied startled. "I teleported them from my room." Looking at Zak's quizzical expression, he added. "You have your blades and I have mine." Nodding at a form on the floor, the other boy swallowed the retort he was about to utter. Signalling for Zak to wait, he silently approached the fallen figure. In the blue glow he saw the features of someone he did not want involved in this. Clawed fingers. Arched feet. Violet hair. Lifting Selenia into a sitting position, he motioned for Zak to approach.
"I knew there was something off with her." Zak muttered receiving a glare from Derrin.
"She needs medical attention, you oaf. I'm taking her to the infirmary." Picking the limp cat-girl up, his eyes widened, "damn, she's light." Turning, he looked back at Zak. "Just because, I can lift her doesn't mean I'll be back to pick you up. Try to come out unscathed, all right?"
"Right." He whispered back turning to the stone Ailin, he knew that he would come out unharmed…at least Ailin wouldn't hurt him, right?
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Sorry, for the incompleteness of this chappie but my brain is the equivalent of jello after *the* science project. Last night I woke up muttering how wind power works *shudder*. I hope to update soon but…well, school takes priority (esp. if I'm to maintain my average) and some things are coming up soon. Next chap maybe this weekend, if not the following Monday (Tuesday at the latest). More thank yous to Hollie for her support and s'you (soon, I hope).
~Sarai-IceElf
