Again, I am SO SO sorry I haven't been able to update. Stupid paper. =(
Bloodychocolate - I'm glad you enjoyed this. I enjoyed writing it myself. : )
Quinda - I think Achmed is perfectly capable of having a romantic side to him, despite what people say. And when I reread the chapter, I couldn't help but say "Awww".
Kitangae - Glad you're enjoying the story.
Chris steel - You're getting more today, don't worry. That reminds me, I have to check your fanfic to see if you've updated. I think we've got the only two running stories in the Rhapsody section at this moment.
Kaki - I'm definitely glad you're enjoying this. I get so sick of always having Mary Sue characters.
In other news, with the semester nearing its end, I'm going to have to ask that you all bear with me. I might update a little early or a little late, but regardless I WILL update.
This chapter is dedicated to both chris steel as the other author in this section and my 50th reviewer, and Quinda for dealing with me from beginning to end. I hope you guys enjoy the chapter.
Chapter 13: The F'dor and the Ransom
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT BITCH HAS MY DIAMONDS!" screamed the F'dor at the meeting table. The generals and advisors shrank back in their seats, not wanting to see their master's rage unleashed at them.
"My master," one said in a soothing voice, "I think we can use this devastating circumstance to our advantage.
"You have five seconds to give me a good explanation Sean. FIVE SECONDS."
"Well, now we know where Serena is. We also know her true name, Isis. And, we can use this false sense of security to bring both her and The Brother into your service."
"The brother should be killed," another advisor argued.
"Really, he would be much better placed in our master's services. Could you imagine the power, Master?" Sean turned to his master with a small smile. "Not only a Seren in your possession, but a Dhracian! The others would fear and worship you. Why, with the threats of being captured in the wind or being toasted by star fire, they would have no choice but to bow to your awesome powers. You could be the first ruler of the F'dor!"
"And I can effectively get rid of The Three. Your mind set pleases me, Sean," the F'dor said with a grin. "You deserve a promotion to my circle of advisors.perhaps as the head of my domestic security."
"But.Master! I'm the head of Domestic Security!" Another man cried out in panic.
"You! Robins, you let Seren - Isis go in the first place!" the F'dor screamed.
"My apologies master!" Anything else Robins was going to say was exchanged for screams of pain as his body burst into flames. He screamed, and the smell of roasting flesh filled the room. No one did anything to help Robins, despite the pleas he gave for assistance. In time, the flames died, and the F'dor rang a bell. Two servants ran over and cleaned off the ash from the chair Robins had occupied. The F'dor smiled over at Sean.
"Now, as I was saying, you deserve a promotion. Come sit in your new seat, Head of Domestic Security." Sean walked over amidst glances of loathing and jealousy to sit beside their master. He kissed his master's ring, and sat in his new chair.
"Now, I am going to give you control of whatever you need to get your plan into motion," the F'dor continued as if nothing had happened.
"I am in need of your stealthiest assassins, master," Sean said with a smile and a bow of his head.
"You don't plan on killing anyone, do you?" asked the F'dor.
"No, they just need to get in. And only they have tiny portals that will bring them back here."
"You shall have them Sean. Please, do not disappoint me."
"I would never dream of it, my master." He glanced down at a small smudge of ash that was on the floor next to him. "I really don't think black ash suits me very well. Though, I must say, your choice seems to suit the bumbling idiot Robins perfectly master."
For the first time since the F'dor received the news of the diamonds being gone, the servants around the castle sighed in relief. They heard their master's laughter ringing in the halls. Perhaps this would mean that no one will be killed tonight.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Well, it only took them two months, but I think they've finally stopped following us," Isis said with a sigh of relief. Achmed sighed in exaggerated relief.
"I wonder if informing them I was going to boil them alive in oil might have helped," he replied dryly.
"Threats have never worked on those two. I told Grunthor I was going to castrate him, but that didn't seem to work either," Isis replied. Achmed was walking along with Isis in the gardens that Rhapsody had insisted be planted here. Achmed had argued that cauldrons don't have gardens, but it didn't seem to matter to Rhapsody, and as usual, Achmed had lost. Now Isis was taking full advantage of these gardens. Rhapsody had requested an ornament piece for the center of her table with Ashe that had what was now referred to as star stones in it. While Isis had refused the other requests, she had granted Rhapsody's out of friendship.
"I think Grunthor would enjoy you trying to castrate him," Achmed said. Isis laughed, and reached out with some scissors to snip some dark blue flowers off a bush. She tenderly placed them in the basket that Achmed was holding for her. After gathering a few more from that bush, she moved on to the next.
"I think he would too. That's why I didn't try," Isis reasoned. Achmed didn't answer for a moment, he just stood there watching Isis looking through the bush of flowers, kneeling in the dirt, her hair falling out of her braid. She would have said she was untidy, Achmed thought she was beautiful.
"Any particular reason you're staring at me?" Isis asked with a small smile.
"I was just thinking that you're beautiful," Achmed confessed, almost against his will.
Isis laughed, and was about to reply when she was interrupted by a scream from inside the palace. Achmed dropped the basket and ran towards the scream, and a step behind him was Isis. They ran through the halls, and eventually got to the source of the scream.the throne room.
Pinned to one of the thrones by no less then six people in dark cloaks was a yelling Grunthor. Held by two others was Ashe. And, with her elemental sword on the ground four feet away, and with a dagger to her throat was Rhapsody.
Isis and Achmed slid to a halt right outside the door.
"Find the Brother and Isis," the man holding Rhapsody commanded. Isis pulled up her hood and pulled on her gloves before signaling to Achmed that she would go along the wall to free Ashe, then Grunthor. Achmed nodded, and reached back for his weapon. He loaded it, and just as Isis arrived behind Ashe, he fired it towards Rhapsody's captor. The captor dived down, bringing Rhapsody with him, and looked straight at Achmed.
"Ah, yes. The Brother. Achmed the Snake. Please come out and join us." Achmed didn't move. The polite tone of Rhapsody's captor changed to an irritated one. "Come out and join us NOW if you want the Lady to live. The assassin pressed the dagger into Rhapsody's throat, and a tiny bead of blood came out of her skin. Snarling, Achmed stepped into the light.
"And the Lady Isis must be here too. Isis, we know your name isn't Serena."
If anyone would have been able to see Isis at that moment, or her glow, they would have seen the glow dim as she paled. Hearing no answer, the assassin continued.
"If the Lady Isis wants us to leave her friends alive at this moment, all she needs to do is come with us. We leave with her, and we return her to our master. Otherwise." the assassin started to press his dagger into Rhapsody's throat.
"RHAPSODY!" yelled Ashe.
"STOP!" The cry came from behind Ashe, as a glowing person stepped out in front of him. "Release them."
"I see you have come to your senses," he said. Isis walked over next to him, glaring.
"Release them NOW!" she snapped.
"Why you still haven't changed. Sean will be looking forward to seeing you again," he said with a grin.
"Sean? I'm surprised that idiot isn't killed yet," spat Isis.
"Sean is now our Domestic Security head. And he's going to guard you personally.in his room." Isis didn't say anything, but Ashe did. He ran over to the nearest assassin with a yell. The assassin casually took out a small crossbow with his other hand, and shot a small bolt into Achmed's shoulder.
"You think one small bolt can stop me from tearing your limbs off?" Achmed cried. Suddenly his legs stopped working, and he fell.
"ACHMED!" Isis cried. She ran over to his side and knelt beside him with tears in her eyes. She turned to glare hatefully at the assassin.
"The bolt can't. But the paralyzing poison on it can. Now, Isis. Come with me, or your friends die."
"Make your groupies go, then I'll go with you," she said quietly.
"I'm glad you agreed before I had to kill her. She's quite pretty you know. She even rivals you."
"Isis! Don't! Get out of here!" Rhapsody finally said.
"No Rhapsody. The world here needs you more than it needs me."
"Isis.but I need you," Achmed said slowly. He tried to move, but found he could only move a tiny bit at a time. Isis turned with a sad smile, and blinked away her tears.
"Achmed, you need to get better now. Don't worry about me. I escaped from the bastards once, and I'll do it again. I'll be back." As she said this the other assassins disappeared. The one that was doing all the talking threw Rhapsody into Ashe. With a yell Grunthor ran over to the remaining assassin, but it was too late. He grabbed Isis by the arm and disappeared along with them. Grunthor roared again in frustration and anger. Rhapsody fell to the ground sobbing, and Achmed managed to whisper to himself.
"Isis." The world started spinning, and Achmed lapsed into unconsciousness.
Bloodychocolate - I'm glad you enjoyed this. I enjoyed writing it myself. : )
Quinda - I think Achmed is perfectly capable of having a romantic side to him, despite what people say. And when I reread the chapter, I couldn't help but say "Awww".
Kitangae - Glad you're enjoying the story.
Chris steel - You're getting more today, don't worry. That reminds me, I have to check your fanfic to see if you've updated. I think we've got the only two running stories in the Rhapsody section at this moment.
Kaki - I'm definitely glad you're enjoying this. I get so sick of always having Mary Sue characters.
In other news, with the semester nearing its end, I'm going to have to ask that you all bear with me. I might update a little early or a little late, but regardless I WILL update.
This chapter is dedicated to both chris steel as the other author in this section and my 50th reviewer, and Quinda for dealing with me from beginning to end. I hope you guys enjoy the chapter.
Chapter 13: The F'dor and the Ransom
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT BITCH HAS MY DIAMONDS!" screamed the F'dor at the meeting table. The generals and advisors shrank back in their seats, not wanting to see their master's rage unleashed at them.
"My master," one said in a soothing voice, "I think we can use this devastating circumstance to our advantage.
"You have five seconds to give me a good explanation Sean. FIVE SECONDS."
"Well, now we know where Serena is. We also know her true name, Isis. And, we can use this false sense of security to bring both her and The Brother into your service."
"The brother should be killed," another advisor argued.
"Really, he would be much better placed in our master's services. Could you imagine the power, Master?" Sean turned to his master with a small smile. "Not only a Seren in your possession, but a Dhracian! The others would fear and worship you. Why, with the threats of being captured in the wind or being toasted by star fire, they would have no choice but to bow to your awesome powers. You could be the first ruler of the F'dor!"
"And I can effectively get rid of The Three. Your mind set pleases me, Sean," the F'dor said with a grin. "You deserve a promotion to my circle of advisors.perhaps as the head of my domestic security."
"But.Master! I'm the head of Domestic Security!" Another man cried out in panic.
"You! Robins, you let Seren - Isis go in the first place!" the F'dor screamed.
"My apologies master!" Anything else Robins was going to say was exchanged for screams of pain as his body burst into flames. He screamed, and the smell of roasting flesh filled the room. No one did anything to help Robins, despite the pleas he gave for assistance. In time, the flames died, and the F'dor rang a bell. Two servants ran over and cleaned off the ash from the chair Robins had occupied. The F'dor smiled over at Sean.
"Now, as I was saying, you deserve a promotion. Come sit in your new seat, Head of Domestic Security." Sean walked over amidst glances of loathing and jealousy to sit beside their master. He kissed his master's ring, and sat in his new chair.
"Now, I am going to give you control of whatever you need to get your plan into motion," the F'dor continued as if nothing had happened.
"I am in need of your stealthiest assassins, master," Sean said with a smile and a bow of his head.
"You don't plan on killing anyone, do you?" asked the F'dor.
"No, they just need to get in. And only they have tiny portals that will bring them back here."
"You shall have them Sean. Please, do not disappoint me."
"I would never dream of it, my master." He glanced down at a small smudge of ash that was on the floor next to him. "I really don't think black ash suits me very well. Though, I must say, your choice seems to suit the bumbling idiot Robins perfectly master."
For the first time since the F'dor received the news of the diamonds being gone, the servants around the castle sighed in relief. They heard their master's laughter ringing in the halls. Perhaps this would mean that no one will be killed tonight.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Well, it only took them two months, but I think they've finally stopped following us," Isis said with a sigh of relief. Achmed sighed in exaggerated relief.
"I wonder if informing them I was going to boil them alive in oil might have helped," he replied dryly.
"Threats have never worked on those two. I told Grunthor I was going to castrate him, but that didn't seem to work either," Isis replied. Achmed was walking along with Isis in the gardens that Rhapsody had insisted be planted here. Achmed had argued that cauldrons don't have gardens, but it didn't seem to matter to Rhapsody, and as usual, Achmed had lost. Now Isis was taking full advantage of these gardens. Rhapsody had requested an ornament piece for the center of her table with Ashe that had what was now referred to as star stones in it. While Isis had refused the other requests, she had granted Rhapsody's out of friendship.
"I think Grunthor would enjoy you trying to castrate him," Achmed said. Isis laughed, and reached out with some scissors to snip some dark blue flowers off a bush. She tenderly placed them in the basket that Achmed was holding for her. After gathering a few more from that bush, she moved on to the next.
"I think he would too. That's why I didn't try," Isis reasoned. Achmed didn't answer for a moment, he just stood there watching Isis looking through the bush of flowers, kneeling in the dirt, her hair falling out of her braid. She would have said she was untidy, Achmed thought she was beautiful.
"Any particular reason you're staring at me?" Isis asked with a small smile.
"I was just thinking that you're beautiful," Achmed confessed, almost against his will.
Isis laughed, and was about to reply when she was interrupted by a scream from inside the palace. Achmed dropped the basket and ran towards the scream, and a step behind him was Isis. They ran through the halls, and eventually got to the source of the scream.the throne room.
Pinned to one of the thrones by no less then six people in dark cloaks was a yelling Grunthor. Held by two others was Ashe. And, with her elemental sword on the ground four feet away, and with a dagger to her throat was Rhapsody.
Isis and Achmed slid to a halt right outside the door.
"Find the Brother and Isis," the man holding Rhapsody commanded. Isis pulled up her hood and pulled on her gloves before signaling to Achmed that she would go along the wall to free Ashe, then Grunthor. Achmed nodded, and reached back for his weapon. He loaded it, and just as Isis arrived behind Ashe, he fired it towards Rhapsody's captor. The captor dived down, bringing Rhapsody with him, and looked straight at Achmed.
"Ah, yes. The Brother. Achmed the Snake. Please come out and join us." Achmed didn't move. The polite tone of Rhapsody's captor changed to an irritated one. "Come out and join us NOW if you want the Lady to live. The assassin pressed the dagger into Rhapsody's throat, and a tiny bead of blood came out of her skin. Snarling, Achmed stepped into the light.
"And the Lady Isis must be here too. Isis, we know your name isn't Serena."
If anyone would have been able to see Isis at that moment, or her glow, they would have seen the glow dim as she paled. Hearing no answer, the assassin continued.
"If the Lady Isis wants us to leave her friends alive at this moment, all she needs to do is come with us. We leave with her, and we return her to our master. Otherwise." the assassin started to press his dagger into Rhapsody's throat.
"RHAPSODY!" yelled Ashe.
"STOP!" The cry came from behind Ashe, as a glowing person stepped out in front of him. "Release them."
"I see you have come to your senses," he said. Isis walked over next to him, glaring.
"Release them NOW!" she snapped.
"Why you still haven't changed. Sean will be looking forward to seeing you again," he said with a grin.
"Sean? I'm surprised that idiot isn't killed yet," spat Isis.
"Sean is now our Domestic Security head. And he's going to guard you personally.in his room." Isis didn't say anything, but Ashe did. He ran over to the nearest assassin with a yell. The assassin casually took out a small crossbow with his other hand, and shot a small bolt into Achmed's shoulder.
"You think one small bolt can stop me from tearing your limbs off?" Achmed cried. Suddenly his legs stopped working, and he fell.
"ACHMED!" Isis cried. She ran over to his side and knelt beside him with tears in her eyes. She turned to glare hatefully at the assassin.
"The bolt can't. But the paralyzing poison on it can. Now, Isis. Come with me, or your friends die."
"Make your groupies go, then I'll go with you," she said quietly.
"I'm glad you agreed before I had to kill her. She's quite pretty you know. She even rivals you."
"Isis! Don't! Get out of here!" Rhapsody finally said.
"No Rhapsody. The world here needs you more than it needs me."
"Isis.but I need you," Achmed said slowly. He tried to move, but found he could only move a tiny bit at a time. Isis turned with a sad smile, and blinked away her tears.
"Achmed, you need to get better now. Don't worry about me. I escaped from the bastards once, and I'll do it again. I'll be back." As she said this the other assassins disappeared. The one that was doing all the talking threw Rhapsody into Ashe. With a yell Grunthor ran over to the remaining assassin, but it was too late. He grabbed Isis by the arm and disappeared along with them. Grunthor roared again in frustration and anger. Rhapsody fell to the ground sobbing, and Achmed managed to whisper to himself.
"Isis." The world started spinning, and Achmed lapsed into unconsciousness.