Chapter 5.is it? I don't know any more.by what's-her-name.Kimchi, yeah
-Yeah, I don't own the stuff with the stuff and the writing and the characters.yeah.
The trio left the busy streets a few hours later, Wanda sporting a horned Viking hat (with her rabbit ear headband over it) and Lance sorting and resorting different types of poison capsules. Tabitha had cashed in her marble-thingie for a pair of hair decorations and a traveling priest had sold her a sutra for exercising demons. Lance said it was authentic, and he was kind of a jack-of-all-trades, so she trusted him. It was cheap, anyway. The priest looked like he was ready just to give it away. In fact, half way through his explanation of how to use it, he ducked behind a fat guy when a young man with dog-ears and long white hair walked by. (Get it? Please laugh.)
Tabitha had just finished putting her newly long hair into buns and wrapping the beaded fabric around them when a silver flash blew past them, circled around, and stood to face them. Pietro seemed intent on stopping them.
"Sorry, stooges, but I have to stop you. Queen's orders." He smirked. "If you want to beat the queen, you'll have to go through me."
Lance glared at him. "I remember you. You're the one who thought the queen had bad views on keeping the sickness away. Her little lap dog."
Tabitha was thoroughly confused. What was up with this queen? How did these two know each other? "Um." she started "I don't understand."
Wanda, who appeared to have been sleeping with her eyes open, suddenly dashed out in front of Lance and hugged Pietro.
"Yay! Big brother! You were gone! I thought you went to serve the queen forever! I talked with Lance and now we're gonna go see the queen!" She changed to a lesser tone "So, do you really work for the queen because you love her? Huh? Huh? I heard that from Lance. Do you? Huh?"
Pietro pushed her away, pretending to be disgusted. How sad, Tabitha thought. He keeps everyone away so he can try for a love he might not get. I mean, this is a queen.
Anyhoo, Lance and Pietro exchanged insults for a while, and it became apparent that they both were trained at the same martial arts academy (Pietro, Lance says, sucks at fighting) and became bitter rivals. Too bad the author has become insanely lazy at this point. Tabitha tried to intervene, hoping to get some information on this queen, but she had to contend with a sobbing Wanda (she was faking it, obviously hoping to make the rabbit fell bad.)
Lance and Pietro had begun to fight, both armed with throwing knives. Pietro stayed in one spot, trying to target Lance, who was running around and ducking behind trees. Tabitha stood up.
"I've had it with this place." She drew her sword. "I'm so sick of this not making sense, not having anything to do with the book, and everyone thinking I can fix it!" her blade gleamed and Pietro barely skipped out of the way before the crescent of light swept by him. He tripped, and then Lance had him at knifepoint.
"Now," Lance started; "I'm gonna be top of the class."
"No!" Tabitha came forward, pushing Lance out of the way. "I want to know about this queen."
"She's.she's afraid. Ever since she heard about the tell-tale signs of the madness, she's shut herself in the castle and confined the doorway to the castle to.the garden of the dead." He finished with an ominous tone.
"What's that?" Tabitha's tone was hard. She was a different person.
"The place where dead people go. Only some insane person would go there. The dead souls want to live again, and the only way to do that is to steal a soul of someone living. They temp you with your heart's desire, then take you to hell with them. It's suicide to try to go there without the Queen's help."
Tabitha's stare was unmoving. "We will go there."
Lance didn't move. He seemed to believe her. Wanda stopped crying. Pietro got up, dusting himself off. He looked like he'd seen a ghost.
"You're crazy! I said suicide!"
Tabitha look at him. "You have to come with us. You're the queen's messenger, so she'll let you in." Sword still drawn, she advanced. "Lance, get some rope."
It took Tabitha a while to regain her normal behavior. She was a little groggy on what happened, but there was something in the back of her head telling her to go to the queen at all costs.
Pietro was tied up, and Lance led him while Wanda pestered him with questions. Lance had gone back to not showing emotions. Tabitha felt somehow saddened by this, as if she had looked forward to him smiling again. Eventually, after asking, then pleading, then interrogating using catnip and moose hair-ing Pietro, they got directions to the "Garden of the dead". Tabitha wasn't sure what the point of the last one was, but it worked. It didn't take long before they were standing in front of a large gray gate. A tall fence stretched off into the horizon, and behind the metal bars there was fog. The weather seemed to be contained by the gate.
Tabitha's heart was pounding. The voice in her head was strong, telling her to go in. She didn't want to, but it was taking over. The presence clouding her head was screaming, telling her to stop the madness. The spreading madness.
"Are you okay?" Tabitha woke up. She was grasping her head, and kneeling down. Lance stood behind her, emotionless face unmoving.
"I'm.fine. Just fine." The voice had retreated, and she could see again. She stood up and began to try the gate for weaknesses.
"She's got the madness, I tells ya! She'll be screaming and crazy in no time!" Pietro began to struggle, yelling nonsense. "The sickness is highly contagious! Get away!"
"Shut up." Lance thumped him on the back, and Pietro settled down. There was something wrong with his eyes. He was deathly silent.
Tabitha noted the silence, and turned. There was a black shape looming over Pietro. It was human, and in the shape of a woman. She was transparent, like smoke, and her ghoul hands were stuck in his back. He stood with his mouth open, a gawky smile on his face. She took her hands out and he slumped to the ground.
"The sickness is highly contagious." His eyes closed. The shape turned to Wanda.
"The sickness is." Tabitha's voice failed. Suddenly, the world had no sound. She could only see Wanda fighting it off, using some spell. She could only see Lance turn to her and step forward, if only to be blown back.
What she did hear was the creaking of a gate as it opened while the voice in her head took over and made her step backwards. Step, step, step into the dark fog while a silent Lance pounding at the gate fades away into nothing.
".alive."
-Yeah, I don't own the stuff with the stuff and the writing and the characters.yeah.
The trio left the busy streets a few hours later, Wanda sporting a horned Viking hat (with her rabbit ear headband over it) and Lance sorting and resorting different types of poison capsules. Tabitha had cashed in her marble-thingie for a pair of hair decorations and a traveling priest had sold her a sutra for exercising demons. Lance said it was authentic, and he was kind of a jack-of-all-trades, so she trusted him. It was cheap, anyway. The priest looked like he was ready just to give it away. In fact, half way through his explanation of how to use it, he ducked behind a fat guy when a young man with dog-ears and long white hair walked by. (Get it? Please laugh.)
Tabitha had just finished putting her newly long hair into buns and wrapping the beaded fabric around them when a silver flash blew past them, circled around, and stood to face them. Pietro seemed intent on stopping them.
"Sorry, stooges, but I have to stop you. Queen's orders." He smirked. "If you want to beat the queen, you'll have to go through me."
Lance glared at him. "I remember you. You're the one who thought the queen had bad views on keeping the sickness away. Her little lap dog."
Tabitha was thoroughly confused. What was up with this queen? How did these two know each other? "Um." she started "I don't understand."
Wanda, who appeared to have been sleeping with her eyes open, suddenly dashed out in front of Lance and hugged Pietro.
"Yay! Big brother! You were gone! I thought you went to serve the queen forever! I talked with Lance and now we're gonna go see the queen!" She changed to a lesser tone "So, do you really work for the queen because you love her? Huh? Huh? I heard that from Lance. Do you? Huh?"
Pietro pushed her away, pretending to be disgusted. How sad, Tabitha thought. He keeps everyone away so he can try for a love he might not get. I mean, this is a queen.
Anyhoo, Lance and Pietro exchanged insults for a while, and it became apparent that they both were trained at the same martial arts academy (Pietro, Lance says, sucks at fighting) and became bitter rivals. Too bad the author has become insanely lazy at this point. Tabitha tried to intervene, hoping to get some information on this queen, but she had to contend with a sobbing Wanda (she was faking it, obviously hoping to make the rabbit fell bad.)
Lance and Pietro had begun to fight, both armed with throwing knives. Pietro stayed in one spot, trying to target Lance, who was running around and ducking behind trees. Tabitha stood up.
"I've had it with this place." She drew her sword. "I'm so sick of this not making sense, not having anything to do with the book, and everyone thinking I can fix it!" her blade gleamed and Pietro barely skipped out of the way before the crescent of light swept by him. He tripped, and then Lance had him at knifepoint.
"Now," Lance started; "I'm gonna be top of the class."
"No!" Tabitha came forward, pushing Lance out of the way. "I want to know about this queen."
"She's.she's afraid. Ever since she heard about the tell-tale signs of the madness, she's shut herself in the castle and confined the doorway to the castle to.the garden of the dead." He finished with an ominous tone.
"What's that?" Tabitha's tone was hard. She was a different person.
"The place where dead people go. Only some insane person would go there. The dead souls want to live again, and the only way to do that is to steal a soul of someone living. They temp you with your heart's desire, then take you to hell with them. It's suicide to try to go there without the Queen's help."
Tabitha's stare was unmoving. "We will go there."
Lance didn't move. He seemed to believe her. Wanda stopped crying. Pietro got up, dusting himself off. He looked like he'd seen a ghost.
"You're crazy! I said suicide!"
Tabitha look at him. "You have to come with us. You're the queen's messenger, so she'll let you in." Sword still drawn, she advanced. "Lance, get some rope."
It took Tabitha a while to regain her normal behavior. She was a little groggy on what happened, but there was something in the back of her head telling her to go to the queen at all costs.
Pietro was tied up, and Lance led him while Wanda pestered him with questions. Lance had gone back to not showing emotions. Tabitha felt somehow saddened by this, as if she had looked forward to him smiling again. Eventually, after asking, then pleading, then interrogating using catnip and moose hair-ing Pietro, they got directions to the "Garden of the dead". Tabitha wasn't sure what the point of the last one was, but it worked. It didn't take long before they were standing in front of a large gray gate. A tall fence stretched off into the horizon, and behind the metal bars there was fog. The weather seemed to be contained by the gate.
Tabitha's heart was pounding. The voice in her head was strong, telling her to go in. She didn't want to, but it was taking over. The presence clouding her head was screaming, telling her to stop the madness. The spreading madness.
"Are you okay?" Tabitha woke up. She was grasping her head, and kneeling down. Lance stood behind her, emotionless face unmoving.
"I'm.fine. Just fine." The voice had retreated, and she could see again. She stood up and began to try the gate for weaknesses.
"She's got the madness, I tells ya! She'll be screaming and crazy in no time!" Pietro began to struggle, yelling nonsense. "The sickness is highly contagious! Get away!"
"Shut up." Lance thumped him on the back, and Pietro settled down. There was something wrong with his eyes. He was deathly silent.
Tabitha noted the silence, and turned. There was a black shape looming over Pietro. It was human, and in the shape of a woman. She was transparent, like smoke, and her ghoul hands were stuck in his back. He stood with his mouth open, a gawky smile on his face. She took her hands out and he slumped to the ground.
"The sickness is highly contagious." His eyes closed. The shape turned to Wanda.
"The sickness is." Tabitha's voice failed. Suddenly, the world had no sound. She could only see Wanda fighting it off, using some spell. She could only see Lance turn to her and step forward, if only to be blown back.
What she did hear was the creaking of a gate as it opened while the voice in her head took over and made her step backwards. Step, step, step into the dark fog while a silent Lance pounding at the gate fades away into nothing.
".alive."