Road to the Legion
Sorry, for not updating for long time, I was having to write other stories that were in demand for more chapters…the way I'm going I may flunk out of high school I spend so much time writing, trying to keep you ppl happy…
--Begin Chapter--
Rick O'Connell stepped out side from the Major's barrack and walked down the path to the Boys' dorms of the orphanage. At the door he met his best friend, Vassilij, who was also the Major's nephew. Vassilij was 5'11". He had dark brown hair that was unintentionally spiky, and blue eyes. He wore clothes like a soldier, only more casual.
"Hey, O'Connell, how'd it go?" he asked. O'Connell scowled a bit.
"Not well, he totally disapproved of letting me go. But I'll still go," Rick said walking up the stairs and into their dorm. Vassilij sat on the edge of his bed as Rick washed his face.
"Well, my uncle isn't the easiest person to talk to," Vassilij said, reading a book about Russia. Rick finished cleaning his face then flopped on his bed.
"You're uncle is impossible to talk to!"
"Yeah, I guess so," Vassilij said smiling a bit. "But you're still going to go?"
"Yep."
"What about me?"
"You're coming too. If y'want."
"I do want to go with you , and get out of here." Vassilij closed his book and tossed on his nightstand. He walked over to the sink and started to wash his face.
"I don't know if you'd like to go where I'm going…"
Vassilij, splashed water on his face to wash off the soap, and patted his face with a towel, "Oh? And why wouldn't I?"
"Because I'm going to France. I thought you wanted to go and live in Russia, away from your uncle and Egypt."
"Well, France is just as good. Besides they have a democracy don't they? They don't have a monarchy anymore right?"
"I don't know, it's not like I would know."
"Yes, well, besides, Russia isn't all on sturdy ground right now. I mean it's fucking 1917, why wouldn't that country be on sturdy ground? I hear in the news that Russia's people are revolting against the Czar, and they aren't in all too good conditions, after all, they weren't prepared for the war from what I hear."
Rick nodded and turned on his side, closing his eyes.
"Why are sleeping so early, Birthday Boy?"
"Because, if I'm going to escape, I'll do it tonight. Besides, it's 7:30, I think it's a bit late to sleep."
"Well, yes, but it's early compared to the times you've gone to sleep before. I just got done with a game of Rugby, so I'm sleeping too. Though we're going to miss dinner."
"Yes, so? We've missed dinner plenty of times before. They won't think of looking here. Besides, we can go with out a meal tonight. We'll just pack a bit of food, when we get up. Do me a favor."
"What?"
"Set the alarm clock to 1:00 AM, not even the Major stays up that late."
Vassilij reached over and grabbed the clock on the nightstand between their beds, "1:00 AM? I'm not sure if we can get up early enough for that."
"You might not, but I will."
Vassilij set the clock on back on the table then was about to take off his shoes when Rick saw him, "What are you doing?"
"Taking off my shoes, then I'm going to take off my socks, I usually do that before I go to bed," he said untying his left shoe.
"Well don't! If you want to get out of here sooner, and quicker, sleep with your shoes on, it'll take too long to get re-dressed!"
"Oh, I guess you're right," Vassilij said and re-tied his shoe, and just laid on the bed. Then they both fell asleep within a half hour.
~~~At dinner~~~
Sister Vernon looked at the six long tables in the Cavern Room of the Orphanage/Abbey. She checked at the children's table both boys and girls. Then the adolescent's table, both boys and girls, and saw that two teens were missing. The other two tables were for the Sisters, Brothers, Cooks and adults that worked at the Orphanage. The place was really called St. Peter's Abbey it was established near Cairo in the year 1705 when Catholic Missionaries from Napoleon's army came to Egypt.
Sister Vernon went over to where Abbott Daniel sat, the Major on his right, and Mother Brenda on his left, "Father Abbott. Vassilij Zaitzler and Richard O'Connell are not here for dinner."
The Abbott looked at the Adolescent's table, "Quite so. I presume you do not know where they are, Sister Vernon?"
"I do not know, Father."
"Hmm, Nikolai, do you know where your nephew and Richard are?"
"I don't know where my nephew is exactly, Father. But I dare to guess," the Major said. "Shall I go look for him?"
The Father shook his head, "Oh, no need. We'll just call for him. They couldn't have gotten out of the gates. Our sentries would have reported it. I'll send out Brother Shin to ask the sentries if they've seen the two friends."
"No, Father, I'll go," The Major made as if to leave but then stopped, as though he just remembered something. He faced the Abbott, "Father, I just remembered. I gave O'Connell, and my nephew permission to act as sentries during dinner."
"What an absurd thing to do, Nikolai! Why would you allow your nephew and Richard to serve as sentries during the very dinner that is held in special honor for Richard's birthday?" the Abbott asked, putting on a stern face on his old head. The Major shrugged.
"He really wanted to do this, so I thought I'd let him for his birthday. I forgot we were holding a surprise feast in honor of his eighteenth birthday. I'm sorry Father."
The Abbott smiled through his long white beard, and he cleaned his spectacles. "Oh, what a nice thing to do as a gift for the birthday boy. I can't stand to stay mad at you for doing such a thing. I guess we'll take our feast in the lawn."
"No, no, Father, I think that he'd be very embarrassed if we did such. I'll just go give them some food from the feast. Yes I'll do just that."
The Abbott looked a bit disappointed, it was such a nice evening outside, "Well, alright. I guess so. But at least tell them that a feast is waiting for them, I at least want them to think it over before missing out."
"I will, Father," the Major said and walked off to the dormitories to get a bag.
--End Chapter--
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