Destiny Embraced
*Ready your weapons Virginia,* warns Celsidue, *This big clunker certainly looks like he means business. Last thing we need is to have to drag you back to town on Jet's back. But maybe that won't be a bad thing. I agree with the others here, the kid's got a thing for you, always saving you like that.*
Will they just give it a rest with that? I'm tired of all the Guardians debating over how Jet feels for me. But then again, I would really like it if he did feel for me like that. Certainly, I wouldn't ever feel alone if he was by my side forever. Forever, I like the sound of that. Now's not the time for that though, jeez I feel like I'm repeating myself. We've got to take out Asgard and Janus first, then I can debate my feelings for said male Drifter. And his feelings for me. Wait, stay focused Virginia, stay focused.
We fight Asgard with all of our strength, pushing back the Golom. His barriers are strong, but we've been putting a lot of Gella into upgrading our ARMs. And I do mean a lot. I can see Jet using his Gattling attack on Asgard, he's sure a hard hitter. Good, the monster is finally down.
What happens next amazes all of us. Janus walks up to Asgard, and stabs him with the Dark Spear. As he's laughing, Gallows runs towards the shrine, and begs us to hold him for three turns. Ok, we can do that. I think it isn't too hard to fight off this guy, if we keep up with healing. But if we fall back on taking care of ourselves, we just might leave our bodies open for attack.
I strike him with my ARM, as does Jet and Clive. He tries to attack us with his magic, dang that hurts more than Janus's Negative Rainbow. We all defend, to reduce the damage, and it works. Good thing too, he used the same attack again. Last turn, we'd better keep our guards up. He tries to strike Jet down. Fear fills my eyes suddenly, I can't stand to see him hurt the young Drifter. I run right at Jet, and am swatted away like a little fly. Just my luck, I manage to get thrown right into the wall. That smarts.
Luckily, we accomplished our purpose. I can hear Gallows talking about how he can only gain true freedom by accepting his lineage and destiny. I could have told him that, after all being true to myself and embracing my bond with the Guardians has given me great strength.
A time portal opens up, swallowing Asgard inside. But not Janus. The wicked beast claps his hands, happy to be rid of his ally! Why, what is Janus plotting? He tells us to meet him at Yggdrasil for the final showdown. To get there, we have to go through something called Nidhogg. I wonder what that is, wait a minute! Nidhogg was that legend about the two headed monster and the giants that fought with one another instead of killing it, thus getting killed instead. But what does that have to do with anything?
*A Shaman and a Baskar Priest, here together? Good, I know I am in the right hands now. Take me along, I must fight with those who wish to do harm to our beautiful world of Filgaia,* Dan Darium says.
I tell him, *You did well, Guardian of Time. I would like to ask you a favor. All of us have two Guardians Invoked, except for Clive. He's the green haired sniper. Would you be willing to lend him your powers? I know that the power of time will increase his reflexes a great deal. Clive isn't really fast, and I think your powers might just help him to get by a little better in the coming fight.*
I watch as Dan Darium floats to Clive. *I will help your friend, Shaman. There is no other way, we must strike out at these demons now, before all hope is lost. You must find out how to get to this place that he called the Yggdrasil. I'd bet anything that they're going to be there.*
I agree with Dan Darium on this one. The Prophets were all part of the Council of Seven, along with Daddy. If Yggdrasil was one of their ideas, then they'll know how to activate it. I've got to get there, and put a stop to this crazy scheme. Besides, if Daddy is trying to stop them too, he might be there when we arrive. If only I can remember what to say to him this time, I so want to be with him again.
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We sail back to Baskar for the night. Tomorrow, we begin searching for the place where Nidhogg lies. People I talked to says it's called Nidhogg Pass. Real uncreative name if you ask me. Oh well, why should I complain? Not like it's my home, or it's my job to name the place.
"What's wrong with you, chatterbox?" inquires Jet, "You're not blabbering away, disturbing all of the quiet in the are. What is this, move from one extreme to the other all of a sudden? Actually taking some of my advice for once? Or are you just mad about something?"
"Since when are you the sound police? I can talk if I want, and I can be quiet when I want. Jeez Jet, what is it you want? You first keep telling me to be quiet, and that silence is golden, and now you get mad when I'm not talking. I should be asking you what your problem is," I quip back.
Moor Gault laughs, *He wants to hear your voice, so he can fantasize about you telling him words of love. This kid is so slick sometimes, it makes Gallows look like the guy who falls for every trick in the book when it comes to card games. And that's saying something.*
I was happy that Jet can't hear the Guardians like I can. Else he'd be really embarrassed about what Moor Gault just said. Even now, I'm beginning to blush a little bit. And that's really not a good thing when no one knows the exact reason that you're blushing.
Jet stares at me. "I get it, you're coming down with a cold. Just our luck, we've got to go to this stupid place, and our leader falls ill. Ten to one you know who'll get stuck watching over you when that happens, me. I'm getting sick and tired of it." He turned his back to me.
*Ten to one he's faking it,* Moor Gault states, *He's really happy about quote unquote babysitting for you. Just doesn't want to show it, else you might think he's a total wuss.*
What if Moor Gault is right? If Jet actually enjoys being around me, then why does he always say he likes being alone much better? I get it, he's scared. Scared of getting hurt, scared of finding out the truth. Maybe he just needs someone to push him in the right direction.
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Teefa's Last Words…
Sweet scene of course. Maybe Jet has to protect Virginia physically, but she's his protection emotionally. Yeah, power to the women. Hey, anyone want to draw me a picture of Jet and Virginia? I stink when it comes to art, and would like to see them in a loving embrace or something like that. Just e-mail it to me if you're interested.