Oh God...alright, for those of you who haven't taken US history in high school yet, do yourself a favor and do NOT take it AP level. That was the hardest mid-year EVER...
As you might have noticed, this story's genre has been changed again. I really don't know what it should be...any suggestions?
Responses to reviewers!
khmerboi919: Heath will not become a Wyvern Lord, as it's sort of hard to instantly learn how to use a sword in the air. That doesn't mean he won't kick ass though. :P
DrillingPlanet: Thanks for the review!
bladegryphon: Wouldn't expect anything less from me? Wow, that's probably the best compliment I've ever been given on this site. Thanks!
Anonymous: I'd probably find that funny if I knew who Oscar Proud was. :P
Millenium Slinky: Karel's a "snoot"? I'm not even gonna ask about that one...
O_o You live in MA too? Where?
And of course Heath is in love with Priscilla, he just has yet to realize his feelings! Don't worry, that will come soon...
KingKazul400: Yeah I know...everywhere I look people seem to be pairing Heath and Priscilla (especially Priscilla) with other people. But if you think about it, they go together rather nicely. And their A support conversation beats the hell out of all the others.
Also, congrats on being the first signed reviewer who's actually a guy, or at least the first who says so in his profile. More guys need to read this...come ON guys, how many times do you see a guy write a decent romantic story?
On second thought, none of them care... -_-
With that depressing thought in mind, let's continue...
Chapter Six
Further Evidence
"Heath!"
Heath heard Priscilla's excited squeal as she ran into the tent. The group had been traveling for two days now, and still the trail had continued. They had stopped to rest once again, as it was getting colder as they went up into the mountains. Some snow had even started falling.
"What is it, Priscilla?" Heath asked, noting her excitement.
"Look!"
She closed her eyes, held her hand out in front of her, and muttered a few incoherent words. Heath watched in awe as her hand glowed green, then as suddenly a small flame appeared above it.
She opened her eyes, and the flame disappeared. "I did it, Heath! I learned how to use anima magic!"
"That's great!" Heath said, eyes still wide from seeing what she had done.
Priscilla giggled, looking for all the world like a little girl who has just received a new doll.
"Now I can help you out!" she said brightly. "I can come with you!"
Heath smiled at her. He silently wondered if she was referring to the entire army...or just him...
I think she's starting to grow on me.
The army had finally found the Black Fang stronghold, and were preparing to strike. The three lords were trying to sneak around and find any information that they could without fighting.
The rest of the army waited for their return, which left Heath some time to think about what was going on.
She loves me...but do I love her?
We're just friends...
No we aren't. We're more than just friends...but we're not in love...are we?
Maybe I do l—
"Heath! You there?"
Heath snapped out of his reverie as Hector called him. The lords had come back. "Yeah...I'm here."
"Good. We need to get the hell out of—"
There was a flash, and suddenly a brown-haired man with red robes and a silver staff appeared out of nowhere. He had a malevolent smirk on his face.
"You," Eliwood said, noticing the man's appearance, "you're a holy man. What are you doing with these rogues?"
The man laughed. "Holy? Are you referring to my relationship with the 'gods'? Because if you are, I serve the one and only god of this world: Lord Nergal."
"You fool!" Hector suddenly swiped at the man with his axe, but it passed through thin air as the bishop suddenly disappeared and reappeared a few feet away.
"Since you seem so eager, why don't we have a little fun? Let's see how well you handle the soldiers in our fortress..."
With a flash, he was gone.
"We don't have time for this!" Hector shouted. "We need to get to Bern Castle as fast as possible! Come on!"
"We can't!" Canas shouted from the back of the group. "There's a magical barrier here—we can't leave!"
Hector groaned. "FINE! Then let's just get this over with and get over to Bern Castle!"
"What's going on?" Heath asked Eliwood. "Why do we need to get to Bern Castle?"
"We heard a plot," Eliwood explained. "The Black Fang intends to assassinate Bern's crown prince soon. We have to stop them."
"Why does that concern us?"
"If we help Bern's royal family, they will point us to the Shrine of Seals. This is a prime opportunity to help them. Now come on, let's clean out this fortress and get out of here."
Heath plunged his lance into another monk. There certainly were a lot of them here...
He looked around for any other enemies. He saw Eliwood battling another monk, while Lyndis had her hands full trying to dodge several arrows from a sniper. Heath watched in awe as he saw Canas raise his hands and completely envelop a mage in a black cloud.
And then he saw Priscilla.
She was watching him from afar, seemingly unaware of the other battles going on. When she noticed Heath looking at her, however, she quickly looked away.
She really is in love with me...
"AH!"
Heath shouted in pain as a light magic spell tore into him, straight through his armor.
I need to stop thinking about her during battles...
Priscilla had seen Heath's injury and was by his side in an instant. She said nothing, she just raised her staff and let the healing energies mend his wounds. She glanced at him to make sure he was all right, then shot a furious glare at the monk that had harmed him. Another moment later, the monk erupted in flames as Priscilla sent her new anima magic at him.
"Heath," she said once the monk was gone, "are you all right?"
"I'm fine now. Thanks, Priscilla."
Priscilla's cheeks turned slightly pink, and she smiled at him before riding off to help the other soldiers.
Heath smiled at her retreating figure.
She thinks I don't know, doesn't she?
Heath watched as Lyndis's swift sword cut through the bishop, and he fell.
"Come on, everyone! We need to get back to Bern Castle!" Hector shouted.
The army quickly retreated back the way they came, hoping they could make it to Bern Castle in time...
Heath looked down at Priscilla while the army traveled to reach Bern Castle.
Why can't I stop thinking about her?
Now that he knew Priscilla was in love with him, she was the only thing on his mind. His injury from the monk was proof of that; even during a battle he couldn't concentrate.
Is something wrong with me?
He didn't understand. Usually during a battle he was calm and collected. Now, though...
He looked down at her again, and he suddenly had a thought.
Am I falling in love with her?
***
Heath's finally realizing his feelings! That means no more annoying comments about the lack of romance so far *cough*
This chapter was a bit short, I know, but I've got big ideas for the next chapter, and it's important. Thankfully now that mid-years are over I have more time to write, so expect me to get back to my usual rate of updating soon. That is, after I sleep all weekend since I studied all week...
Please review!!!
-TheOneAndOnlyT
As you might have noticed, this story's genre has been changed again. I really don't know what it should be...any suggestions?
Responses to reviewers!
khmerboi919: Heath will not become a Wyvern Lord, as it's sort of hard to instantly learn how to use a sword in the air. That doesn't mean he won't kick ass though. :P
DrillingPlanet: Thanks for the review!
bladegryphon: Wouldn't expect anything less from me? Wow, that's probably the best compliment I've ever been given on this site. Thanks!
Anonymous: I'd probably find that funny if I knew who Oscar Proud was. :P
Millenium Slinky: Karel's a "snoot"? I'm not even gonna ask about that one...
O_o You live in MA too? Where?
And of course Heath is in love with Priscilla, he just has yet to realize his feelings! Don't worry, that will come soon...
KingKazul400: Yeah I know...everywhere I look people seem to be pairing Heath and Priscilla (especially Priscilla) with other people. But if you think about it, they go together rather nicely. And their A support conversation beats the hell out of all the others.
Also, congrats on being the first signed reviewer who's actually a guy, or at least the first who says so in his profile. More guys need to read this...come ON guys, how many times do you see a guy write a decent romantic story?
On second thought, none of them care... -_-
With that depressing thought in mind, let's continue...
Further Evidence
Heath heard Priscilla's excited squeal as she ran into the tent. The group had been traveling for two days now, and still the trail had continued. They had stopped to rest once again, as it was getting colder as they went up into the mountains. Some snow had even started falling.
"What is it, Priscilla?" Heath asked, noting her excitement.
"Look!"
She closed her eyes, held her hand out in front of her, and muttered a few incoherent words. Heath watched in awe as her hand glowed green, then as suddenly a small flame appeared above it.
She opened her eyes, and the flame disappeared. "I did it, Heath! I learned how to use anima magic!"
"That's great!" Heath said, eyes still wide from seeing what she had done.
Priscilla giggled, looking for all the world like a little girl who has just received a new doll.
"Now I can help you out!" she said brightly. "I can come with you!"
Heath smiled at her. He silently wondered if she was referring to the entire army...or just him...
I think she's starting to grow on me.
The army had finally found the Black Fang stronghold, and were preparing to strike. The three lords were trying to sneak around and find any information that they could without fighting.
The rest of the army waited for their return, which left Heath some time to think about what was going on.
She loves me...but do I love her?
We're just friends...
No we aren't. We're more than just friends...but we're not in love...are we?
Maybe I do l—
"Heath! You there?"
Heath snapped out of his reverie as Hector called him. The lords had come back. "Yeah...I'm here."
"Good. We need to get the hell out of—"
There was a flash, and suddenly a brown-haired man with red robes and a silver staff appeared out of nowhere. He had a malevolent smirk on his face.
"You," Eliwood said, noticing the man's appearance, "you're a holy man. What are you doing with these rogues?"
The man laughed. "Holy? Are you referring to my relationship with the 'gods'? Because if you are, I serve the one and only god of this world: Lord Nergal."
"You fool!" Hector suddenly swiped at the man with his axe, but it passed through thin air as the bishop suddenly disappeared and reappeared a few feet away.
"Since you seem so eager, why don't we have a little fun? Let's see how well you handle the soldiers in our fortress..."
With a flash, he was gone.
"We don't have time for this!" Hector shouted. "We need to get to Bern Castle as fast as possible! Come on!"
"We can't!" Canas shouted from the back of the group. "There's a magical barrier here—we can't leave!"
Hector groaned. "FINE! Then let's just get this over with and get over to Bern Castle!"
"What's going on?" Heath asked Eliwood. "Why do we need to get to Bern Castle?"
"We heard a plot," Eliwood explained. "The Black Fang intends to assassinate Bern's crown prince soon. We have to stop them."
"Why does that concern us?"
"If we help Bern's royal family, they will point us to the Shrine of Seals. This is a prime opportunity to help them. Now come on, let's clean out this fortress and get out of here."
Heath plunged his lance into another monk. There certainly were a lot of them here...
He looked around for any other enemies. He saw Eliwood battling another monk, while Lyndis had her hands full trying to dodge several arrows from a sniper. Heath watched in awe as he saw Canas raise his hands and completely envelop a mage in a black cloud.
And then he saw Priscilla.
She was watching him from afar, seemingly unaware of the other battles going on. When she noticed Heath looking at her, however, she quickly looked away.
She really is in love with me...
"AH!"
Heath shouted in pain as a light magic spell tore into him, straight through his armor.
I need to stop thinking about her during battles...
Priscilla had seen Heath's injury and was by his side in an instant. She said nothing, she just raised her staff and let the healing energies mend his wounds. She glanced at him to make sure he was all right, then shot a furious glare at the monk that had harmed him. Another moment later, the monk erupted in flames as Priscilla sent her new anima magic at him.
"Heath," she said once the monk was gone, "are you all right?"
"I'm fine now. Thanks, Priscilla."
Priscilla's cheeks turned slightly pink, and she smiled at him before riding off to help the other soldiers.
Heath smiled at her retreating figure.
She thinks I don't know, doesn't she?
Heath watched as Lyndis's swift sword cut through the bishop, and he fell.
"Come on, everyone! We need to get back to Bern Castle!" Hector shouted.
The army quickly retreated back the way they came, hoping they could make it to Bern Castle in time...
Heath looked down at Priscilla while the army traveled to reach Bern Castle.
Why can't I stop thinking about her?
Now that he knew Priscilla was in love with him, she was the only thing on his mind. His injury from the monk was proof of that; even during a battle he couldn't concentrate.
Is something wrong with me?
He didn't understand. Usually during a battle he was calm and collected. Now, though...
He looked down at her again, and he suddenly had a thought.
Am I falling in love with her?
This chapter was a bit short, I know, but I've got big ideas for the next chapter, and it's important. Thankfully now that mid-years are over I have more time to write, so expect me to get back to my usual rate of updating soon. That is, after I sleep all weekend since I studied all week...
Please review!!!
-TheOneAndOnlyT
