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Cahpter Three: Getting Accepted
Numair led Lila and Mike into a grand looking palace… (A/N: Aren't I so very creative today?) Lila fumbled with her books, trying to hold all of the books with one hand. Numair, who was pulling her around across the marble floor faster than she wanted to go, grabbed the other hand. Mike, who was lucky, walked lazily behind them, taking the scenery in. Jack (Jack: WOOHOO! I'm in it!) shifted nervously on Lila's shoulder. You know, every now and then I would just love to be able to understand Jack… she thought. But she knew that she never would. She started to get lost in her thoughts, forgetting where she even was. It took her a moment to remember where she was. Not in your old home. "Jack, I don't think you're in Kansas anymore." She told her squirrel. She felt sorry for him; the squirrel never left her hometown. Numair stopped in front of King Jonathon and Queen Thayet's thrones.
"These two- well, are strange. They don't belong here- they know everything about us from books the girl is carrying. The received them from a village called Borders." Numair told them. Curiously, Jon asked,
"Where's Borders? Who-" he was cut off by a very stubborn Lila.
"Borders is a book store, and there are many of them. The Borders I got the books from was in a mall. ANYWAY the author of the books is the o-" Mike nudged her.
"I don't know much, but I have a tiny feeling that you, well, kinda aren't supposed to interrupt the king." He whispered. Lila shrugged.
"Don't interrupt me." Jon said sternly. "What is this place you call Mall?" he asked. Boy, Lila thought, he sure is stupid. This time, Mike answered for her.
"The mall is a collection of markets in one building, Your Majesty." He said. Jon looked puzzled, but Numair told him silently to let it go. Jon cut right to the point after that.
"Our Wild Mage is missing-" he started.
"Oh my god! Daine's missing!? That's horrible!!! Even worse than the time you called Alanna un-feminine when she was with the Bahzhir- oops." Jon, of course, got a little mad at this.
"HOW DO YOU KNOW THIS!?!?!" he shouted, eyes wide.
"Heh. Books." She said. "Hey- I bet I could help you find Daine. Though- Numair have you tried your focus?" Numair nodded. "Ah- I see… BUT maybe my laptop can help… and m' walky-talkies." Everyone besides Mike looked at her oddly. She sighed. "Keep forgetting…" She took her laptop and walky-talkies out of her backpack. She held up the walky-talkies. "These can let us talk to each other with a push of a button, no matter how far the distance. My laptop can sort through data- and I BET if I'm lucky get me on the internet. Better…. Life is completely incomplete without ff.net" Lila said with a sigh. Numair examined the walky-talkies.
"What magic did you use to make these? Can an unGifted use them?" he asked. Lila laughed.
"There is no magic involved. What it does is that there are little machines inside of it. It records your voice, and translates it into er- waves of information to the other one, which for you translates it back to speech. All in a second." She said. That was the best way she could explain it.
"Wow…" Numair breathed. "And what of this laptop?" he asked. Lila started up her laptop. The first thing she did was try to start up the internet. It worked!
"Yes! I can't believe it…" Lila could cry right about now. I can actually communicate with people of my world…" Of course, her homepage was ff.net. "Also, this takes no magic. Where I'm from- there is no magic." She told Numair how it worked. Mike, though, was more occupied with Jon. He had to make the king trust them- or else they had no one to turn to.
"Please- let us stay here." He pleaded Jon. Also, he told Jon the story of how they got here, word by word. He described his world a bit-to the best of his abilities. Jon sighed.
"I guess you can stay. In the guest corridors, too. I'll have guards keep an eye on you, though." Jon still didn't like the idea of having these two strangers under his roof. Not at all.
(At night)
Lila pointed her gun at the ceiling. I wish I weren't here. Jon doesn't trust us. Why else would he place guards out side… At least Numair trusts me. I think. Numair had her laptop, and he was exploring the internet. Setting it so he wouldn't do any harm, she lent it to him for the night. She thought of how she acquired this gun…
(FLASH BACK)
Lila was only ten. She sat in a hospital, clutching her mom's hand. She had been in a car accident. "Don't go… not yet…" she cried. Her mom smiled.
"I can't promise that, Lila. But, you must promise me to be safe." Her mother said in a weak voice. She slipped something from underneath her pillow out, and gave it to Lila. "Keep it safe. Don't let others see it. Lila looked at what her mom had given her. Her eyes widened. It was a gun. Also, there were some bullets. Lila remembered her mom telling her about them. When they struck the surface, acid oozed out of them. The bullets confirmed the destroy of it's target. Lila hid it as her mom had told her. She cried herself to sleep at her mother's side. She never wanted to let her mom's hand go. The next day, she was told her mother had went insane and had to be taking to a mental institute for many years.
3 YEARS LATER
Lila clutched the letter in her hand, tears spilling on her face. Her mother committed suicide in the mental hospital last night. She was gone. Forever.
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