The captain of the Claudia looked at his surroundings as he walked back to
his lifeboat, for Yafutoma was a beautiful place. There were waterfalls,
beautiful architecture, ponds with fish in them, many things that you could
look at for hours.
When Gilder reached the port, he saw two ships that he didn't recognize. After looking at the first, he realized that it was Vyse's ship, the Prophecy. Turning his gaze to the second ship, he was still unable to recognize it.
The ship that he was looking at appeared to be a smaller version of the specter spellship that had been in the Valuan armada while Teodora was the ruler of Valua. However, this ship was black and dark red with gold accents, and used a phoenix as its emblem.
--Strange. I wonder who that ship could belong to.--
"Interesting thought, Gilder. You're about to find out."
The blue rouge whirled at the sound of the cold voice behind him. Standing there were two people wearing black from head to toe, with dark red phoenixes on their chests. They wore dark red gloves on their right hands, and both wore a metal sphere with a blade sprouting from it on their left hand.
"How did you know what I was thinking?"
"We don't. It was the obvious guess, given the way that you were staring at our ship"
"Given the way that you're dressed, I'd say that it's obvious that the two of you came here for more than a little shopping trip."
"How very perceptive of you," mocked the second one.
"Now then, Gilder. You have two choices. You can come with us willingly, or we knock you unconscious and take you aboard our ship by force."
"I choose option three; neither."
"Too bad." The assassins lunged at him, left hand first. Gilder dodged to one side and drew his pistols, shooting one of them dead almost instantly. The second one dodged his shots by performing several back handsprings on their right hand, until Gilder put a bullet through it. The assassin stayed still for a few moments to recover from the shot, which proved to be a fatal mistake.
--Why are they after me, and who sent them?--
Gilder put the corpses on their ship, and shoved the ship off the island, with a destination of deep sky.
"Gilder! Are you okay? We heard several gunshots and-"
"Relax, Vyse. I'm unharmed."
"Then what happened?"
"Two assassins attacked me when I refused to come aboard their ship. They're dead now."
"What were they using as a flag?"
"A phoenix."
"Um, Gilder? I think that you should get out of here as soon as possible. You'll want to keep them confused about your location so that they have a harder time finding you, right?"
The blue rouge turned to the silvite and nodded. "My thoughts exactly, Fina." He then turned and got on the lifeboat, starting to pull out of the harbor.
"You keep moving! We'll try to find out who'd doing this!"
"No problem, Aika. I'll see you around sometime."
*On an unknown ship*
"Sir, we have a visitor."
The older of the two captains turned to the warrior and said, "What are you waiting for, you fool? Send him in!"
"As you wish, sir."
The warrior left the room, and heavy footsteps were soon heard just outside the door to the bridge. The door was slammed open, nearly coming off its hinges.
A booming voice filled the bridge as the newcomer spoke, "I only helped the two of you get off that island because you promised me that I would get what I wanted. So far, you've failed to deliver that to me. What do you have to say for yourselves?"
The younger looked petrified in fear, so the older one responded. "It takes time to get the things that you want. Besides, it's as Belleza said; everyone has codes and morals, but it you exploit their weakness, then those codes and morals disappear. We need to exploit our target's weaknesses before any of us can get what we want."
The newcomer remained silent, displeased with the captain's answer.
The older one continued, "Weren't you near Daccat's island? How did you get here so fast?"
"The same way that I helped you. I had one of my engineers learn about the Yafutoman engines from Brabham, then 'kidnapped' him once he knew everything about them."
The older captain nodded satisfied by this explination.
The newcomer glared at the two captains. "Next time I come here, you'd better be much closer to achieving our goals."
Both captians nodded, and the newcomer left the ship.
When Gilder reached the port, he saw two ships that he didn't recognize. After looking at the first, he realized that it was Vyse's ship, the Prophecy. Turning his gaze to the second ship, he was still unable to recognize it.
The ship that he was looking at appeared to be a smaller version of the specter spellship that had been in the Valuan armada while Teodora was the ruler of Valua. However, this ship was black and dark red with gold accents, and used a phoenix as its emblem.
--Strange. I wonder who that ship could belong to.--
"Interesting thought, Gilder. You're about to find out."
The blue rouge whirled at the sound of the cold voice behind him. Standing there were two people wearing black from head to toe, with dark red phoenixes on their chests. They wore dark red gloves on their right hands, and both wore a metal sphere with a blade sprouting from it on their left hand.
"How did you know what I was thinking?"
"We don't. It was the obvious guess, given the way that you were staring at our ship"
"Given the way that you're dressed, I'd say that it's obvious that the two of you came here for more than a little shopping trip."
"How very perceptive of you," mocked the second one.
"Now then, Gilder. You have two choices. You can come with us willingly, or we knock you unconscious and take you aboard our ship by force."
"I choose option three; neither."
"Too bad." The assassins lunged at him, left hand first. Gilder dodged to one side and drew his pistols, shooting one of them dead almost instantly. The second one dodged his shots by performing several back handsprings on their right hand, until Gilder put a bullet through it. The assassin stayed still for a few moments to recover from the shot, which proved to be a fatal mistake.
--Why are they after me, and who sent them?--
Gilder put the corpses on their ship, and shoved the ship off the island, with a destination of deep sky.
"Gilder! Are you okay? We heard several gunshots and-"
"Relax, Vyse. I'm unharmed."
"Then what happened?"
"Two assassins attacked me when I refused to come aboard their ship. They're dead now."
"What were they using as a flag?"
"A phoenix."
"Um, Gilder? I think that you should get out of here as soon as possible. You'll want to keep them confused about your location so that they have a harder time finding you, right?"
The blue rouge turned to the silvite and nodded. "My thoughts exactly, Fina." He then turned and got on the lifeboat, starting to pull out of the harbor.
"You keep moving! We'll try to find out who'd doing this!"
"No problem, Aika. I'll see you around sometime."
*On an unknown ship*
"Sir, we have a visitor."
The older of the two captains turned to the warrior and said, "What are you waiting for, you fool? Send him in!"
"As you wish, sir."
The warrior left the room, and heavy footsteps were soon heard just outside the door to the bridge. The door was slammed open, nearly coming off its hinges.
A booming voice filled the bridge as the newcomer spoke, "I only helped the two of you get off that island because you promised me that I would get what I wanted. So far, you've failed to deliver that to me. What do you have to say for yourselves?"
The younger looked petrified in fear, so the older one responded. "It takes time to get the things that you want. Besides, it's as Belleza said; everyone has codes and morals, but it you exploit their weakness, then those codes and morals disappear. We need to exploit our target's weaknesses before any of us can get what we want."
The newcomer remained silent, displeased with the captain's answer.
The older one continued, "Weren't you near Daccat's island? How did you get here so fast?"
"The same way that I helped you. I had one of my engineers learn about the Yafutoman engines from Brabham, then 'kidnapped' him once he knew everything about them."
The older captain nodded satisfied by this explination.
The newcomer glared at the two captains. "Next time I come here, you'd better be much closer to achieving our goals."
Both captians nodded, and the newcomer left the ship.