( Authors Note: Sorry that this fiction was on a hiatus, but my mother was
not pleased with my grades and forced me not to use the computer, but I
basically finished this fiction by hand. Now that it is summer she is
letting me have my computer back so it will no longer act as a distraction.
I hope all of you still enjoy this fiction and will like this next chapter.
Sorry again for the inconvenience.)
Chapter 8 : Another Victim
"Isaac has his insecurities, his doubt that the group is still together. Mia worries, not knowing what would happen if they separate. Garet is one to be dependant, he would be lost if Isaac is gone. All. roots back to Isaac." Ivan said at the campfire, across from him were Saturos, Menardi, and Alex listening contently. Nearby were Felix and Jenna who seemed to be lost in their own little conversation; rather Saturos would not let them hear their conversation.
"All is coming to plan, soon no distractions will be on our journey ahead. We already tried to target Isaac, more than once and he seems to be the strongest. It would be hard for him to turn upon his friends. We should just turn his friends on him. That way he will be vulnerable and weak to continue. we shall kill him. Then these distractions will finally be eliminated before they can do any more harm." Saturos stated to his fellow companions, a smirk glued upon his face. He rubbed his hands together at the thouight of them dying.
(***)
"What is with all of these weird and tragic events happening in the last few days." Mia said out loud as she sat on her bed. Her knees brought up, her arms wrapped around them. She buried her face in her knees to hide away the face full of sorrow. Tears flowed down her cheeks like a raging river. Her eyes became puffy and red, along with the rest of her face.
Isaac looked at how broken up Mia was due to all that was happening, it must of hurt her badly emotionally when she was kidnapped and she couldn't do anything about it. 'It definitely brought down her morale' Isaac thought to himself, as after that event Mia had become a little more distant, the usual face with a wide smile revealing her white teeth now just with a monotone face showing no real emotion, those cascade blue eyes that showed innocence, but yet maturity at the same time, had a look of sorrow.
"It's going to be okay. Who knows what Saturos and Menardi are saying, but we already beat them once I don't see why we can't do them again." Isaac sat on the bed net to Mia. He raised his arm and rubbed his hand up and down her back, just giving her a sign that he was there for her, "No need for tears, nothing is going to happen." Isaac tried to comfort her with his words and his presence at the same time, but it didn't seem to be helping her at all. Usually people felt a sense of security around Isaac, knowing that he will make everything right again and do what needs to be done, especially if he takes on such a task as to stop the lighting of the lighthouses which is one of the biggest tasks one can be asked to do.
"When you say 'Everything is going to be okay' I usually believe you, nothing ever turns out bad around you." Mia responded her voice sort of muffled as her head was still buried in her knees, her face not even brought up to look at Isaac in the eye when she said this, "But everything has been so different lately. We keep getting attacked and who knows what for, we're good people, I don't see why the world is turning against us."
"It's not turning against us, its just a sick game to Saturos and Menardi, they are only trying to make it seem incapable for us to go on, but don't let them get what they want. Show them you're strong. like how I know you are and have the will power to go."
Mia's face emerged from being buried in her knees, her red and puffy eyes looked into Isaac's, who didn't even show a sign of fear and suffering, "Oh you're right. I know you are, but Ivan. he's been acting so strangely lately going away during the night and all and barely speaking a word to us." Mia wrapped her arms around Isaac's neckher head resting on his shoulders. Isaac returned the hug, one of his hands stroking her silky blue hair gently, "Thank you. for everything."
'Ivan goes off during the night.? I am asleep so I would not notice, but how does Mia know this? Even if she's right what is Ivan doing at such a late hour?' Isaac thought to himself as the two remained in an embrace.
Ivan emerged from the doorway of the Inn, where the four adepts were staying. He walked to the dinner room as he knew it was the around the hour they would all feast. He was correct Garet and a few other guests were already sitting over at the table.
"Hello, Garet. Do you know where Isaac and Mia are?" Ivan asked in an almost monotone voice his purple oculars scanning back and forth of the dining room tyable not seeing them.
"They're upstairs. I will go and get them." Garet responded up as he got up from his seat and looked down at Ivan as he towered over him height wise. He walked away and up the stairs to where Mia and Isaac where still in that room.
Ivan buried one of his hands into the pockets of his pants. His finger tips felt around until he felt something with a cold and slippery surface. He grabbed it and took it out of his pocket. He looked at the bottle having a green like liquid inside, that would dissolve into another liquid when mixed. He noticed that none of the guests of the Inn were looking, as they all seemed to be a little self involved in their own conversations.
Ivan opened the container and looked over to the four open seats that were left at the table; the four seats that the four teenage adepts would sit. He remembered where Garet had sat and knew where Isaac and Mia sat, as the seating arrangements always seemed to be the same. He poured the container into one of the adept's water, not including his own of course. He just snickered as he did this, thinking about the other three's stupidity.
'"Remember this is a potion of persuasion, it doesn't automatically turn people against one another if one has enough will power to overcome it. You need to make sure you read the minds of our 'victim' and make sure that the 'victim' will think thoughts that will lower it's mind of them. Once our 'victim' thinks lower of its friends then he will be more than happy to see them suffer."' Saturos said to Ivan before he left, hanging him over the container. He remembered this as he put the empty bottle back into his pocket.
(Authors Note: Thanks for reading the chapter I hoped you enjoyed it and just review it PLEASE with what you think. Since I wrote most of this fiction a chapter will come up every day or two [ after I type it up and after I know how you people think ]
Chapter 8 : Another Victim
"Isaac has his insecurities, his doubt that the group is still together. Mia worries, not knowing what would happen if they separate. Garet is one to be dependant, he would be lost if Isaac is gone. All. roots back to Isaac." Ivan said at the campfire, across from him were Saturos, Menardi, and Alex listening contently. Nearby were Felix and Jenna who seemed to be lost in their own little conversation; rather Saturos would not let them hear their conversation.
"All is coming to plan, soon no distractions will be on our journey ahead. We already tried to target Isaac, more than once and he seems to be the strongest. It would be hard for him to turn upon his friends. We should just turn his friends on him. That way he will be vulnerable and weak to continue. we shall kill him. Then these distractions will finally be eliminated before they can do any more harm." Saturos stated to his fellow companions, a smirk glued upon his face. He rubbed his hands together at the thouight of them dying.
(***)
"What is with all of these weird and tragic events happening in the last few days." Mia said out loud as she sat on her bed. Her knees brought up, her arms wrapped around them. She buried her face in her knees to hide away the face full of sorrow. Tears flowed down her cheeks like a raging river. Her eyes became puffy and red, along with the rest of her face.
Isaac looked at how broken up Mia was due to all that was happening, it must of hurt her badly emotionally when she was kidnapped and she couldn't do anything about it. 'It definitely brought down her morale' Isaac thought to himself, as after that event Mia had become a little more distant, the usual face with a wide smile revealing her white teeth now just with a monotone face showing no real emotion, those cascade blue eyes that showed innocence, but yet maturity at the same time, had a look of sorrow.
"It's going to be okay. Who knows what Saturos and Menardi are saying, but we already beat them once I don't see why we can't do them again." Isaac sat on the bed net to Mia. He raised his arm and rubbed his hand up and down her back, just giving her a sign that he was there for her, "No need for tears, nothing is going to happen." Isaac tried to comfort her with his words and his presence at the same time, but it didn't seem to be helping her at all. Usually people felt a sense of security around Isaac, knowing that he will make everything right again and do what needs to be done, especially if he takes on such a task as to stop the lighting of the lighthouses which is one of the biggest tasks one can be asked to do.
"When you say 'Everything is going to be okay' I usually believe you, nothing ever turns out bad around you." Mia responded her voice sort of muffled as her head was still buried in her knees, her face not even brought up to look at Isaac in the eye when she said this, "But everything has been so different lately. We keep getting attacked and who knows what for, we're good people, I don't see why the world is turning against us."
"It's not turning against us, its just a sick game to Saturos and Menardi, they are only trying to make it seem incapable for us to go on, but don't let them get what they want. Show them you're strong. like how I know you are and have the will power to go."
Mia's face emerged from being buried in her knees, her red and puffy eyes looked into Isaac's, who didn't even show a sign of fear and suffering, "Oh you're right. I know you are, but Ivan. he's been acting so strangely lately going away during the night and all and barely speaking a word to us." Mia wrapped her arms around Isaac's neckher head resting on his shoulders. Isaac returned the hug, one of his hands stroking her silky blue hair gently, "Thank you. for everything."
'Ivan goes off during the night.? I am asleep so I would not notice, but how does Mia know this? Even if she's right what is Ivan doing at such a late hour?' Isaac thought to himself as the two remained in an embrace.
Ivan emerged from the doorway of the Inn, where the four adepts were staying. He walked to the dinner room as he knew it was the around the hour they would all feast. He was correct Garet and a few other guests were already sitting over at the table.
"Hello, Garet. Do you know where Isaac and Mia are?" Ivan asked in an almost monotone voice his purple oculars scanning back and forth of the dining room tyable not seeing them.
"They're upstairs. I will go and get them." Garet responded up as he got up from his seat and looked down at Ivan as he towered over him height wise. He walked away and up the stairs to where Mia and Isaac where still in that room.
Ivan buried one of his hands into the pockets of his pants. His finger tips felt around until he felt something with a cold and slippery surface. He grabbed it and took it out of his pocket. He looked at the bottle having a green like liquid inside, that would dissolve into another liquid when mixed. He noticed that none of the guests of the Inn were looking, as they all seemed to be a little self involved in their own conversations.
Ivan opened the container and looked over to the four open seats that were left at the table; the four seats that the four teenage adepts would sit. He remembered where Garet had sat and knew where Isaac and Mia sat, as the seating arrangements always seemed to be the same. He poured the container into one of the adept's water, not including his own of course. He just snickered as he did this, thinking about the other three's stupidity.
'"Remember this is a potion of persuasion, it doesn't automatically turn people against one another if one has enough will power to overcome it. You need to make sure you read the minds of our 'victim' and make sure that the 'victim' will think thoughts that will lower it's mind of them. Once our 'victim' thinks lower of its friends then he will be more than happy to see them suffer."' Saturos said to Ivan before he left, hanging him over the container. He remembered this as he put the empty bottle back into his pocket.
(Authors Note: Thanks for reading the chapter I hoped you enjoyed it and just review it PLEASE with what you think. Since I wrote most of this fiction a chapter will come up every day or two [ after I type it up and after I know how you people think ]
