-Sorry this wasn't posted last night, but ff was packed and wouldn't let me
on......*sniff*....so here you guys go..there should be one or two (if I'm
really fast) chapters today.....so keep a watch....Enjoy....
This chapter may be somewhat long.but I am trying to compact more since I am trying to finish this....
Chapter 9
"CURSE MAGIC! CURSE THE DAY IT EVER ENETRED MY LIFE!" Dermott screamed out to the ocean. He had carried Bryn outside and put her down on a rock and started to emit screams of anger.
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The blast was felt throughout the palace. Dermott was with Sinbad, Doubar, Rongar, Toris and Deora mapping out the vulnerable points in Cestria's terrain. They could feel the earth shake under their feet while simultaneously hearing the explosion. They all ran out the room, knowing exactly where the blast came from.
Dermott was the first in the room. He thought his heart stopped completely as he saw the three women sprawled over and under tables, chairs and books. He did not know what to do, he just stood staring at what remained of the potion room. He was knocked out of his trance though when he felt a shove.
Sinbad had tore through him and anyone in his way and grabbed for Dermott's sister. She had been entwined with a chair, and after Sinbad removed it he picked her up gently by the waist. Seeing her alive, dazed, but alive and awake, made him then instinctively run to his other concern. His eyes scanned the room; fear filled his heart when he did not see her. However, a cough alerted him of her presence.
He pulled the table off of her legs and books and powders from off her upper body. He pulled her up by her torso and arms. He sighed in relief as he felt her using him to assist her in standing. He noticed to the left of him, the third woman was not so lucky.
Deora was the first at Shalice's side. The table she pushed out the way he realized was still on her torso, and stained with her blood, and unlike his sister and the woman at his side, she wasn't getting up. Firouz hopped over the many obstacles and grabbed a cloth from his belt and pressed it hard to her side. She winced in pain and her eyes sprang open, giving everyone another sigh of relief. Firouz and Deora grabbed both sides of her. She opened her eyes slightly and closed them again. "We can take her to her room, I'll examine her there." Firouz said getting a better grip on her and with Deora walked her out the room.
"Take them out of here; Rongar and I will clean up." Doubar said to Dermott and his brother, as he was about to pick up a bowl when Maeve threw her self out of Sinbad's arm and kicked the bowl away. "NO...Doubar you can't." he snapped back up and looked at Maeve skeptically. "I'm sorry Doubar, thank you for offering, but the only people who can clean this up are Shalice, Bryn or myself." She could see her abruptness caused everyone to question her motivation, "The powders and liquids that spilled should only be handle with someone who is.....magically inclined....I just won't have you or Rongar hurting yourselves." Doubar smiled at the innocence in her comment, and moved away from the mess, "As you wish Lass."
"Well that is absolutely fine then, but you shall not be cleaning it right now." Sinbad remarked as he moved back to Maeve's side. Before she could argue Sinbad had already started pulling her towards the door. Looking over to Bryn, Dermott could see she was still somewhat dazed, "Come I am taking you outside." He grabbed her by her waist and lifted her out the room.
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"Dermott please calm down." Bryn said as she rested on the rock. She could see he was frustrated, and knew perfectly well why, but she was too weary to reason with him."
"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! You all were almost killed in there...and WHY is that...MAGIC!!!" he turned fuming. She would have laughed and said something witty at all the facial expressions, but she knew that he needed to release the anger and frustration he was feeling. "I wish magic never entered our lives...I wish...."
"You wish to get back everything that was taken." She finished the sentence he could not finish himself. His mouth closed as he stared at her. She could compare the look he gave her to that of an angry child, somewhat infantile, somewhat innocent, and very much one of hurt.
"Magic is not to blame for what happened in the potions room. It was our own fault, we put in too much Bastic Root, I think." His eyes widened as he became enraged once more. "How can you say magic is not to blame? If it were not for magic none of this would be happening. Vexicus would not be so powerful. Maila would not wake up every night calling for her parents that are no longer here for one reason or another, I would have never turned into a BIRD, my sister, who has now had collapsed THREE times since we found her here, disappeared from our ship BECAUSE of magic....without magic we never would have....." she interrupted him again, "We never would have met one another."
When she said that his mouth stayed closed. He knew she was right, if the events did not happen, the way they happened, their relationship would be non-existent. He lowered his head not knowing how to answer her.
She lifted his chin up with her hand. "Dermott, you must realize something. We do magic, not because we want to be more powerful, or because it is something to learn, magic is apart of us. I was born with it, Maeve became skilled in it and Shalice is fascinated by it. You cannot blame magic, just as you cannot blame Maeve for the day of the storm. Magic, power, spells, they are only what you make of them; good or evil, self serving or self sacrificing....it is what it is.....not perfect, but not something to curse either."
He sat next to her now, and put his arms crossed against his chest. "If you make it sound like THAT it seems almost logical." He said with a small whine. "Must you ALWAYS be so WISE?" He continues with a smirk on his face, "How can anyone ever win an argument with you."
She chuckled at his child like maturity and turned to him, "I guess I was just born with certain gifts. And you should know by now YOU of all people can not win in an argument with ME." She gave him a smirk right back, and he replied with a grunt and slight glare. 'I guess Sinbad was wrong, there is someone with a harder skull than Maeve.' She thought with a smile on her face.
He looked at her, she always knew how to calm him down or at the least keep him quiet. The past events scared him more than he cared to admit. He saw his sister, who he just got back, and the woman who unknowingly owned his heart both found on the ground. With one blast he thought his world was lost, and instead of thanking Allah for both their lives he whined like a little boy not getting his way. 'That needs to end now.' He thought.
Dermott stood up again and pulled Bryn up with him. Shocking to Bryn he pulled her into a tight embrace, and held her there. "I'm sorry Bryn. I just can't stand the thought of losing you." She was not sure if she heard right, so she decided to test the waters some, "Maeve will be fine Dermott. You always said that she was the strongest person you know." She could not bear looking him in the eyes, to see if he simply agreed, or if there was more. She did not have to look up though because a hand placed itself at her cheek and gently pulled her face up.
"I am very glad my sister is okay. More than you'd know. But my heart stopped when I just pictured my life without....well....without...without you...even if it was for a moment.....it was just too overwhelming.....I" her smile cut him off. With out another word spoken they both leaned into each other, realizing what they could have lost, they both agreed they could not play coy anymore.
As they were going to connect another large blast came from the beach. They both snapped back instinctively, "BY ALLAH, what is it NOW?!" Dermott screeched in disbelief. They both looked towards the beach to see a silver sphere landed on the ground. As Dermott went to take a closer look, Bryn held him back. "DERMOTT NO!" he turned back to her in confusion.
"That is a Daical Sphere..probably sent here by Vexicus," she moved in front of him and used her powers to lift the ball from the ground, "Get everyone to the Throne room, NOW!" She moved slowly with the now floating sphere towards the palace as Dermott went hastily inside searching for everyone. He was rather confused on what it was, and hesitant about leaving Bryn alone with it. However, she seemed to know exactly what was happening and he would have to trust her judgment that she knew what she was doing.
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Sinbad had brought Maeve back to her room. After arguing with her long enough she gave in to his reasoning and lied down. He took the liberty of moving her over and lying beside her, than signaling for her to lie on top his arm as he nestled her close to him by her waist using the other. She truly was tired, but she knew they had so much work to do, and recuperating did not fit into their small timeframe.
He watched her as she fought her body to keep awake. 'Even her own body knows she is stubborn.' He thought and smiled. He made the decision to give her body the advantage and began tracing her face. Almost entrancing her to sleep.
"I know what you are doing." She said as she sprung her eyes open suddenly. She began to rise on her elbows, but Sinbad's arms kept her from moving to far. "Sinbad we have no time for this, we have work that NEEDS to be done."
He saw that fire in her eyes, he loved that fire, but even she would not get her way this time. "Maeve you need to rest. You were hurt only a few days ago in that battle with Vexicus, now I found you again in the SAME predicament as before. I'm sorry dear sorceress by you have lost your mind if you think I am letting you out of my sight or off THIS BED!"
She was taken back by the strength in his voice; he was never one to be firm on any subject. She decided maybe there were other ways to convince him to allow her independence; she started batting her lashes like she had seen so many mindless village girls do to catch a man's attention and moved towards his ear, "Sinbad, please, let me up; if you give me what I want now than I'll shall give you something later."
The seducing tone in his ear sent the hairs on his back to stand straight, but he immediately shook it off, "No Maeve. You are such a child sometimes. You are going to rest; I do not care if you become angry with me. As I see it you have to become made at me eventually anyway, let it be for a good reason." She glared at him and tried to push out of his grasp, but the harder she pushed the harder he held on.
"SINBAD!" She grunted as she conceded to his request. Now she was irritates and her body felt more exhaustion. "Why must you do this to me?" She asked as she turned her irritation to him.
He smiled and started to trace her face again, "I do it because I love you. Whether you like it or not, I love you, and I am resolved to never losing you again. So if that mean I have to hold you down and chain you to a wall to make you take care of yourself than I will do it. If that means you will be annoyed with me for the rest of our lives, than that's how it will be. But I will have you by my side." He began to see her wary eyes go from anger to something sweeter which he could not describe, "Over the past few days I have watched time and time again you put yourself in danger and walk away like it was nothing. It may have been nothing to you, but to me, thinking of how close I have come to losing you time and time AGAIN, well, YOU are killing me woman." She let out a gasp. After everything they have been through she knew it was unfair to him to have to keep on living that way. Nevertheless, he knew she had a duty to fulfill, she just wish she could make the pain and worry go away from him. It was hard for her, she always lived for herself and her responsibilities, but now there were other people think about, people she had to live for, a person who needed her. She turned her body into his, she would attempt to rest, if only for him.
He began running his fingers through her tendrils as he held her tight. "Maeve can I ask you something?" she tilted her head as to look him in the eyes, "What happened to Master Dim Dim?" She felt her body tense up again, she did not explain to him exactly what happened with their long time mentor. "Sinbad, I can not tell you exactly where he is, or how he is." He saw the sadness in her eyes as she continued; "he used the last of his powers to carry me out of that water. He knew the storm was going to through me off the Nomad, and he had decided that if he did not help me I would not have survived. However, by saving me, and contacting you about my safety, he used much of his power. He is still trapped in wherever he was sent, but now he is weak. I do not think we will ever find him."
When seeing her recount her experience, the tears that built up while explaining, he kissed her cheek and brushed his nose to hers as he rested his forehead on Maeve's. "You are not at fault Maeve. Dim Dim made promises to protect you, and other promises to protect this island and its rulers. He was just keeping his word." She turned to him and closed her eyes as she turned her head back to his chest. "No more talk of magic or the past for today, now we rest, please" He held onto her tight and as she was going to agree to his wishes her door swung open, springing both of up from the bed.
Rongar stood at the doorway, in shock at the intimacy he just broke into, but than remembered why he had come. He sent Maeve a message telepathically, and she stood up. "Looks like we are going to have to put off that no magic for later. We have trouble" She leaped out of the room followed by both men.
*****
Bryn slowly put the sphere down onto the table in the Throne room. She was sweating and out of breathe, she did not realize keeping control over the sphere would take so much strength. She was startled by the stampede of people who entered the room.
Doubar came in first with Toris; Dermott, Deora and Firouz helped Shalice in; Rongar came in with Sinbad and Maeve came jogging towards her. "Bryn has it happened yet?" Bryn shook her head and wiped the sweat off her forehead. "Has what happened yet?" Doubar asked. Maeve turned back to them, seeing all the confused faces. "Wait a moment my friend, and you will see." At her words, the sphere began to glow and emit a lavender light.
The men, with the exception of Firouz, pulled their swords. However Maeve signaled with her hand for them to stand down. Slowly while all watched in astonishment the light became bigger. Maeve and Bryn looked at each other, waiting for the impending event. Once the light stopped growing, an image started displaying, it was Vexicus.
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-okay..you know what to do....just to let you all know I plan to finish this in the next few chapters (3 or 4) and I plan to do it THIS weekend....so keep watching for updates...and ignore typos.I will repost and edit stuff more thoroughly later....
-And one more spoiler: one person will be dead before this is over...hehehe.now just wait and see who...
This chapter may be somewhat long.but I am trying to compact more since I am trying to finish this....
Chapter 9
"CURSE MAGIC! CURSE THE DAY IT EVER ENETRED MY LIFE!" Dermott screamed out to the ocean. He had carried Bryn outside and put her down on a rock and started to emit screams of anger.
*****
The blast was felt throughout the palace. Dermott was with Sinbad, Doubar, Rongar, Toris and Deora mapping out the vulnerable points in Cestria's terrain. They could feel the earth shake under their feet while simultaneously hearing the explosion. They all ran out the room, knowing exactly where the blast came from.
Dermott was the first in the room. He thought his heart stopped completely as he saw the three women sprawled over and under tables, chairs and books. He did not know what to do, he just stood staring at what remained of the potion room. He was knocked out of his trance though when he felt a shove.
Sinbad had tore through him and anyone in his way and grabbed for Dermott's sister. She had been entwined with a chair, and after Sinbad removed it he picked her up gently by the waist. Seeing her alive, dazed, but alive and awake, made him then instinctively run to his other concern. His eyes scanned the room; fear filled his heart when he did not see her. However, a cough alerted him of her presence.
He pulled the table off of her legs and books and powders from off her upper body. He pulled her up by her torso and arms. He sighed in relief as he felt her using him to assist her in standing. He noticed to the left of him, the third woman was not so lucky.
Deora was the first at Shalice's side. The table she pushed out the way he realized was still on her torso, and stained with her blood, and unlike his sister and the woman at his side, she wasn't getting up. Firouz hopped over the many obstacles and grabbed a cloth from his belt and pressed it hard to her side. She winced in pain and her eyes sprang open, giving everyone another sigh of relief. Firouz and Deora grabbed both sides of her. She opened her eyes slightly and closed them again. "We can take her to her room, I'll examine her there." Firouz said getting a better grip on her and with Deora walked her out the room.
"Take them out of here; Rongar and I will clean up." Doubar said to Dermott and his brother, as he was about to pick up a bowl when Maeve threw her self out of Sinbad's arm and kicked the bowl away. "NO...Doubar you can't." he snapped back up and looked at Maeve skeptically. "I'm sorry Doubar, thank you for offering, but the only people who can clean this up are Shalice, Bryn or myself." She could see her abruptness caused everyone to question her motivation, "The powders and liquids that spilled should only be handle with someone who is.....magically inclined....I just won't have you or Rongar hurting yourselves." Doubar smiled at the innocence in her comment, and moved away from the mess, "As you wish Lass."
"Well that is absolutely fine then, but you shall not be cleaning it right now." Sinbad remarked as he moved back to Maeve's side. Before she could argue Sinbad had already started pulling her towards the door. Looking over to Bryn, Dermott could see she was still somewhat dazed, "Come I am taking you outside." He grabbed her by her waist and lifted her out the room.
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"Dermott please calm down." Bryn said as she rested on the rock. She could see he was frustrated, and knew perfectly well why, but she was too weary to reason with him."
"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! You all were almost killed in there...and WHY is that...MAGIC!!!" he turned fuming. She would have laughed and said something witty at all the facial expressions, but she knew that he needed to release the anger and frustration he was feeling. "I wish magic never entered our lives...I wish...."
"You wish to get back everything that was taken." She finished the sentence he could not finish himself. His mouth closed as he stared at her. She could compare the look he gave her to that of an angry child, somewhat infantile, somewhat innocent, and very much one of hurt.
"Magic is not to blame for what happened in the potions room. It was our own fault, we put in too much Bastic Root, I think." His eyes widened as he became enraged once more. "How can you say magic is not to blame? If it were not for magic none of this would be happening. Vexicus would not be so powerful. Maila would not wake up every night calling for her parents that are no longer here for one reason or another, I would have never turned into a BIRD, my sister, who has now had collapsed THREE times since we found her here, disappeared from our ship BECAUSE of magic....without magic we never would have....." she interrupted him again, "We never would have met one another."
When she said that his mouth stayed closed. He knew she was right, if the events did not happen, the way they happened, their relationship would be non-existent. He lowered his head not knowing how to answer her.
She lifted his chin up with her hand. "Dermott, you must realize something. We do magic, not because we want to be more powerful, or because it is something to learn, magic is apart of us. I was born with it, Maeve became skilled in it and Shalice is fascinated by it. You cannot blame magic, just as you cannot blame Maeve for the day of the storm. Magic, power, spells, they are only what you make of them; good or evil, self serving or self sacrificing....it is what it is.....not perfect, but not something to curse either."
He sat next to her now, and put his arms crossed against his chest. "If you make it sound like THAT it seems almost logical." He said with a small whine. "Must you ALWAYS be so WISE?" He continues with a smirk on his face, "How can anyone ever win an argument with you."
She chuckled at his child like maturity and turned to him, "I guess I was just born with certain gifts. And you should know by now YOU of all people can not win in an argument with ME." She gave him a smirk right back, and he replied with a grunt and slight glare. 'I guess Sinbad was wrong, there is someone with a harder skull than Maeve.' She thought with a smile on her face.
He looked at her, she always knew how to calm him down or at the least keep him quiet. The past events scared him more than he cared to admit. He saw his sister, who he just got back, and the woman who unknowingly owned his heart both found on the ground. With one blast he thought his world was lost, and instead of thanking Allah for both their lives he whined like a little boy not getting his way. 'That needs to end now.' He thought.
Dermott stood up again and pulled Bryn up with him. Shocking to Bryn he pulled her into a tight embrace, and held her there. "I'm sorry Bryn. I just can't stand the thought of losing you." She was not sure if she heard right, so she decided to test the waters some, "Maeve will be fine Dermott. You always said that she was the strongest person you know." She could not bear looking him in the eyes, to see if he simply agreed, or if there was more. She did not have to look up though because a hand placed itself at her cheek and gently pulled her face up.
"I am very glad my sister is okay. More than you'd know. But my heart stopped when I just pictured my life without....well....without...without you...even if it was for a moment.....it was just too overwhelming.....I" her smile cut him off. With out another word spoken they both leaned into each other, realizing what they could have lost, they both agreed they could not play coy anymore.
As they were going to connect another large blast came from the beach. They both snapped back instinctively, "BY ALLAH, what is it NOW?!" Dermott screeched in disbelief. They both looked towards the beach to see a silver sphere landed on the ground. As Dermott went to take a closer look, Bryn held him back. "DERMOTT NO!" he turned back to her in confusion.
"That is a Daical Sphere..probably sent here by Vexicus," she moved in front of him and used her powers to lift the ball from the ground, "Get everyone to the Throne room, NOW!" She moved slowly with the now floating sphere towards the palace as Dermott went hastily inside searching for everyone. He was rather confused on what it was, and hesitant about leaving Bryn alone with it. However, she seemed to know exactly what was happening and he would have to trust her judgment that she knew what she was doing.
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Sinbad had brought Maeve back to her room. After arguing with her long enough she gave in to his reasoning and lied down. He took the liberty of moving her over and lying beside her, than signaling for her to lie on top his arm as he nestled her close to him by her waist using the other. She truly was tired, but she knew they had so much work to do, and recuperating did not fit into their small timeframe.
He watched her as she fought her body to keep awake. 'Even her own body knows she is stubborn.' He thought and smiled. He made the decision to give her body the advantage and began tracing her face. Almost entrancing her to sleep.
"I know what you are doing." She said as she sprung her eyes open suddenly. She began to rise on her elbows, but Sinbad's arms kept her from moving to far. "Sinbad we have no time for this, we have work that NEEDS to be done."
He saw that fire in her eyes, he loved that fire, but even she would not get her way this time. "Maeve you need to rest. You were hurt only a few days ago in that battle with Vexicus, now I found you again in the SAME predicament as before. I'm sorry dear sorceress by you have lost your mind if you think I am letting you out of my sight or off THIS BED!"
She was taken back by the strength in his voice; he was never one to be firm on any subject. She decided maybe there were other ways to convince him to allow her independence; she started batting her lashes like she had seen so many mindless village girls do to catch a man's attention and moved towards his ear, "Sinbad, please, let me up; if you give me what I want now than I'll shall give you something later."
The seducing tone in his ear sent the hairs on his back to stand straight, but he immediately shook it off, "No Maeve. You are such a child sometimes. You are going to rest; I do not care if you become angry with me. As I see it you have to become made at me eventually anyway, let it be for a good reason." She glared at him and tried to push out of his grasp, but the harder she pushed the harder he held on.
"SINBAD!" She grunted as she conceded to his request. Now she was irritates and her body felt more exhaustion. "Why must you do this to me?" She asked as she turned her irritation to him.
He smiled and started to trace her face again, "I do it because I love you. Whether you like it or not, I love you, and I am resolved to never losing you again. So if that mean I have to hold you down and chain you to a wall to make you take care of yourself than I will do it. If that means you will be annoyed with me for the rest of our lives, than that's how it will be. But I will have you by my side." He began to see her wary eyes go from anger to something sweeter which he could not describe, "Over the past few days I have watched time and time again you put yourself in danger and walk away like it was nothing. It may have been nothing to you, but to me, thinking of how close I have come to losing you time and time AGAIN, well, YOU are killing me woman." She let out a gasp. After everything they have been through she knew it was unfair to him to have to keep on living that way. Nevertheless, he knew she had a duty to fulfill, she just wish she could make the pain and worry go away from him. It was hard for her, she always lived for herself and her responsibilities, but now there were other people think about, people she had to live for, a person who needed her. She turned her body into his, she would attempt to rest, if only for him.
He began running his fingers through her tendrils as he held her tight. "Maeve can I ask you something?" she tilted her head as to look him in the eyes, "What happened to Master Dim Dim?" She felt her body tense up again, she did not explain to him exactly what happened with their long time mentor. "Sinbad, I can not tell you exactly where he is, or how he is." He saw the sadness in her eyes as she continued; "he used the last of his powers to carry me out of that water. He knew the storm was going to through me off the Nomad, and he had decided that if he did not help me I would not have survived. However, by saving me, and contacting you about my safety, he used much of his power. He is still trapped in wherever he was sent, but now he is weak. I do not think we will ever find him."
When seeing her recount her experience, the tears that built up while explaining, he kissed her cheek and brushed his nose to hers as he rested his forehead on Maeve's. "You are not at fault Maeve. Dim Dim made promises to protect you, and other promises to protect this island and its rulers. He was just keeping his word." She turned to him and closed her eyes as she turned her head back to his chest. "No more talk of magic or the past for today, now we rest, please" He held onto her tight and as she was going to agree to his wishes her door swung open, springing both of up from the bed.
Rongar stood at the doorway, in shock at the intimacy he just broke into, but than remembered why he had come. He sent Maeve a message telepathically, and she stood up. "Looks like we are going to have to put off that no magic for later. We have trouble" She leaped out of the room followed by both men.
*****
Bryn slowly put the sphere down onto the table in the Throne room. She was sweating and out of breathe, she did not realize keeping control over the sphere would take so much strength. She was startled by the stampede of people who entered the room.
Doubar came in first with Toris; Dermott, Deora and Firouz helped Shalice in; Rongar came in with Sinbad and Maeve came jogging towards her. "Bryn has it happened yet?" Bryn shook her head and wiped the sweat off her forehead. "Has what happened yet?" Doubar asked. Maeve turned back to them, seeing all the confused faces. "Wait a moment my friend, and you will see." At her words, the sphere began to glow and emit a lavender light.
The men, with the exception of Firouz, pulled their swords. However Maeve signaled with her hand for them to stand down. Slowly while all watched in astonishment the light became bigger. Maeve and Bryn looked at each other, waiting for the impending event. Once the light stopped growing, an image started displaying, it was Vexicus.
*****
-okay..you know what to do....just to let you all know I plan to finish this in the next few chapters (3 or 4) and I plan to do it THIS weekend....so keep watching for updates...and ignore typos.I will repost and edit stuff more thoroughly later....
-And one more spoiler: one person will be dead before this is over...hehehe.now just wait and see who...