How was the last chapter? Intrigued by mysterious Steven and his package?
Wondering how he knew Dominic's name? How about where Brisen and Jessie
come into play? Will the rockets receive their next moonstone or will they
fail? And will Dom ever find a partner to travel with again? Someone who
isn't a bitch and doesn't keep secrets?
Well, I doubt you have all those questions, but if you do have at least one, I can tell you they will be answered in this chapter or the ones upcoming. Finally we get interaction between previously unconnected characters! If you want to see how things play out, read on.
Oh, and some of your sent characters are being put into the upcoming chapters.. enjoy! R & R!
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Brisen Donovan moved swiftly through the streets, shoving people out of her way, making her own path, taking no mercy.
Her green hair stuck to her face, she was sweating profusely. The crowds made the summer heat seem to go from 80 degrees to over 100. It was extremely hot - peculiar considering it was nearly eight o'clock at night.
After what seemed like an hour of walking through fire, Brisen stopped in her tracks, bending over to put her hands on her knees. Through the massive swarm appeared Jessie, who, too, was sweating.
"Thanks for waiting, Brisen.." he said sarcastically, sitting down on the cold concrete street next to where Brisen stood. "I mean, it's one thing to want to get to the hotel quickly, but it's another to just run off without even telling me.. I mean if you had just.."
"Jessie! You're hyperventilating! I'm sorry.. I get claustrophobic. Is it always like this around here?" Brisen sat down next to Jessie, pulled her hair back, and began to play with it.
"Slateport.. it's one of the busiest towns in Hoenn. The shops, the bazaar, the huge beaches.. I can see why."
"Hah! I personally don't think it's that spectacular," said Brisen, trying to be defyant. Jessie took no notice - whenever Brisen was put in a bad mood she tried to bring down whatever caused it, in this case the entire city.
Now that he thought of it, the city was spectacular. The streets were made of mixed stone, and in the town center a huge mosaic was built, a huge circle filled with images of water pokemon.
Looking around, Jessie saw a large pavilion far off to his left - under it were nearly thousands of booths and stands. Immediately he knew this to be the Slateport Bazaar, famous across the country for it's ride range of goods. Squinting his eyes, Jessie saw vendors selling everything from vegetables to pokemon products to actual pokemon.
"Hey, Jess?"
"Yeah, Brisen?"
"Where IS the hotel? And what's it called, anyway?"
Jessie withdrew a small piece of green paper from his pocket. On it were scibbles, dots, and strange markings - Jessie's handwriting. He scanned it and tucked it back into where it had been.
"Haha.. listen to this: the hotel we're staying at is called Blaziken's Lounge. Should be 'hot'!" Jessie laughed out loud, fake rolling on the ground.
"Jessie, you are so not cool. I bet it's a classy, sophisticated, and overly formal place!" Brisen looked off to the ocean, watching a pod of wailmer traveling slowly toward the beach. "Jess.. um.. what are those wailmer doing?"
Jessie got up and gazed out to sea.
"Strange.. wailmer never travel this close to shore.. I wonder what's up?"
"Oh well, we'll have to investigate later, Jessie. Check in's at eight! We're already late!" Brisen flung her backpack over her shoulder and made her way off into the heart of the bustling city. Jessie quickly followed, determined not to let himself fall behind again.
"Off we go to the classy, sophisticated hotel.." he muttered as he was swallowed by the crowd.
* * * * * * * * * *
"Isn't everything you dreamed of?" said Jessie mordantly. He and Brisen stood in the lobby of Blaziken's Lounge, realizing that Brisen's vision hadn't exactly been correct.
"Good lord, Jessie, why did you want to stay here? It's so.. so.. punk!"
It was true - Brisen looked extremely out of place in the hotel. Her blue skirt and green hair clashed terribly with the bright reds and yellows that were everywhere. Jessie looked somewhat less inapt, but was still uncomfortable.
Around them was a grand hall, but like none either had ever seen. Pillars stood about six feet apart from eachother, making their way down to the front desk. Instead of marble or granite, the pillars were made of cooled magma. A red carpet made a path down the orange tiled floor, it seemed to be covered with images of fire pokemon and flames. Behind the long, shiny, front desk, a mural was painted of a blaziken standing over a fainted sceptile, one foot on the green pokemon's stomach.
Grand staircases ran the length of both left and right walls, leading up to the hotel club as well as the elevators. From outside the building looked smaller than it did from inside - it was at least 10 stories high.
"Well, I say we check in and get out onto the beach as soon as possible!" murmered Brisen, holding her hands up over her face as if to hide herself. Jessie sighed and followed her to the front desk.
* * * * * * * * * *
Jessie and Brisen were next in line when the boy came running in, screaming something crazy.
Brisen snapped her head around, whacking Jessie with her hair.
"Jessie..?"
"Shh! Listen to him..?"
Both stood still and tried to make out what the boy was saying..
"Quick! Down at the beach! There's a boy.. there's a boy who was found in the ocean with a wailmer! They think he's hurt! COME ON!"
Nearly the entire hotel - staff and residence - ran out the spinning doors after the little boy, who apparently was leading the way.
"Come on, Jess! We might be able to help!"
Brisen grabbed Jessie's wrist and pulled him out after the maddening crowd.
* * * * * * * * * *
"Oh my goodness!"
"What was he THINKING?"
"Well I never.."
It seemed as if all of Slateport City had been compressed onto the one beach where a boy lay, drenched in sea water. Police had roped off a small area around him, and were now examining him.
Brisen had pushed her way to the front of the ropes, hands still clasped on Jessie's wrists. People around her cursed and muttered swears.. but she ignored them.
"Officer, what happened to him?" she called out. It was around nine at night. Moonlight reflected off the waves as they crashed against the shore, it illuminated the face of the boy who currently appeared to be knocked out. Brisen thought him to be at least two or three years younger than her..
"Surprisingly, you're the first to ask!" said a tall male police officer, standing up and walking over to where Brisen and Jessie stood.
"Well?"
"Well, it's very interesting, indeed. One of our lifeguards was returning for the night when he noticed a wailmer that was dangerously close to land.." the policeman paused for a moment, gazing back at the boy, currently being checked up by a doctor. Brisen shot a glance at Jessie.. the wailmer they had seen..
"We thought those wailmer were acting strange.." she said.
"Yes. Turns out this boy was riding one of the wailmer."
Almost the entire crowd gasped and began to mutter things to eachother, in even louder tones than before.
"Anyway.. the doctor should almost be done.." the policeman smiled faintly at Brisen and returned to the boy.
The man in white who was obviously the doctor turned to the officer.
"He's fine. He only looks so knocked up because he was asleep when the wailmer tried to drop him off on the beach. It must've been some shock when he woke up in the ocean.."
The doctor continued to talk as the officer scribbled things on a large clipboard.
"Jessie, do you think he's a trainer?" Brisen said, turning to her friend.
"I.."
Before Jessie could answer the officer walked over to Brisen. He pulled out a small plastic card and handed it to her.
"He sure is. Name's.. what is it again?" the officer looked back over his notes.
Brisen scanned the small card - a trainer's liscense.
"Dominic. Dominic Jenkins."
* * * * * * * * * *
"EEK!"
Bianca was slouched in the corner of a dimly lit cavern, collapsed into a dismal position. Around her were several small, sphearical pokemon, all barking at her. In return she screamed at them.
A few feet away Logan, Nelson, and Madison laughed, watching their comrad panicking.
"Get.. Them.. OFF OF ME!" she shrieked.
"Not yet.. we want to savor it while it lasts!" yelled Logan, snickering.
"Bianca, they're only spheal! They won't hurt you!" said Madison, walking over to the poor girl and picking up one of the seal-like pokemon.
Bianca looked up fearfully at Madison, who now held a spheal in each hand. Both of them barked and licked Madison's face. She may be getting slobbered on, but she was making a point..
"Spheal! Speal!"
"Humph!" said Bianca, standing up and walking away from Madison toward the others. "I just want to LEAVE! Where is the damn moonstone?"
"Nowhere in sight! We've searched as much as we could see!" said Nelson, scratching his head.
"We're so DEAD!" Bianca moaned.
"You guys, these spheal are aweful cute, eh?" said Madison, now covered in the small pokemon.
"You are such a dumbass!" yelled Logan, still snickering.
"Screw you!" she shouted back.
Things hadn't changed one bit for Madison since the submarine traveling. She was still fed up with this mission.. she would give anything to get out of this.. out of Team Aqua in general..
The other three Aquas walked off into another part of the cavern, leaving Madison alone with the spheal. She struck a cross look on her face and quickly smiled down at the spheal.
"I'm gonna give you guys a good home, okay?" she said.
"Spheal! Spheal!"
"Okay.. don't tell the others.."
She reached into her pocket and withdrew four pokeballs. Snapping open each one, she dropped them one by one on the ground.
Slowly the spheal entered the pokeballs, smiling, until Madison had caught all four. This would show them.. she could secretly train them to be the best.. THEN who would be bossing who around?
Madison placed the four pokeballs back into her pocket, along with her voltorb, and made her way off after the others.
"Where ARE you shit heads?"
* * * * * * * * * *
"He's awake!" a voice yelled.
"Huh.. wha?"
Dominic awoke to bright lights.. where was he?
"Dominic! Dominic! Are you okay?"
Blinking a few times, Dominic saw the face of a girl older than he was.. maybe 16 or 17. She had green hair that was now dropping in front of her eyes. Behind her was a curly haired boy of about the same age.
"Yeah.. what happened? Where's the pod?"
Dom sat up and realized he was in a pokecenter.
"And where are my pokemon? Where are they?!?"
"It's okay, Dominic. They're with a nurse, just being checked up on," said the girl, "But the real question is how are YOU? You almost drown!"
"I did?"
"Yeah.." said the boy, "I guess when the wailmer you were riding knew you had to get off, he just kind of dumped you off. You were asleep, though, and you were out of it for a few seconds.. almost got serious. But you're okay, now. That's what the doc says, at least."
Dom took a moment to filter through what had happened.. he seemed to remember the wailmer swimming off as he struggled underwater.. but everything after that was black.
"What are you guys doing here, anyway?" said Dom.
"Oh.. heh.. we were just interested. Not much was going for us when we arrived here," the girl said, chuckling and looking at the boy, who chuckled, too, "so we just decided to do something out of the ordinary. Not every day that you get to help out a trainer who was riding a wailmer.."
"Wow.. well thanks a lot. I think I'm fine, actually. Can we leave?" Dom said, getting off the bed he was laying in.
"Yeah.. the nurse said you could go whenever you feel up to it," said the boy, "Your pokemon are at the front desk.. I think your things are there, too."
Dominic nodded and walked off out of the wing he was in and into the main lobby.
After he had gotten everything, he walked out onto the streets to see the same two older kids waiting for him.
"We never got aquainted!" said the girl, "I'm Brisen. This is my friend Jessie." She nodded her head toward the curly haired boy.
"Hey.." Jessie said, shaking Dom's hand. "Do you have anywhere to stay? I mean.. you were coming to Slateport on that wailmer, right?"
"Yeah! Um.. I guess I can tell you the whole story.. but I don't have anywhere to go. The pokecenter is probably booked up.."
"That's fine! You can stay with us! We have a room at this hotel.. you can tell us there," said Brisen.
"You two have one.. together?" asked Dom quizzically.
"Oh! No.. we're not together. We're in separate beds.. not to worry. There's a cot in there you can sleep on.." she said, seemingly embarressed.
"Alright.. haha.." muttered Dom. Whoever they were.. these guys were nice. Dom followed them down the road to a large, red building.
* * * * * * * * * *
It was taking what seemed like hours for Jessie to check in, because the line was incredibly long. Meanwhile, Brisen and Dominic sat side by side at the bottom of the large staircase, talking about everything that had happened.
"I can't believe that girl just took off in the boat!" said Brisen after Dom had finished the entire story, from Steven to Rilee, from wailmer to mystery pokemon.
"I know.. but it might have turned out for the better.." Dom said, sighing.
"Well, Dominic, you've been through a lot today.. you can take my bed if you want.. I'll sleep on the cot."
"Brisen, it's you're room.. the cot should be fi.."
"No.. if I had gone through half of what you went through I would want a big bed.. so you can have it."
Dominic turned to look Brisen in the face and smiled gratefully.
"So, do you know what to do with that package yet?" she asked, looking nervous.
"No.. er.. I'm really confused by this all. If I see that Steven guy again, I'm gonna have to give it back to him.." Dom took out the little red box, glancing it over. "But until then.."
"Why don't you open it?" Brisen said delightfully.
"What?"
"Just open it.. you never know what could be in there!"
Dominic held the package out in his palm. "You can."
Brisen sniggered and grabbed the box. She quickly tore off the red paper and opened the carboard box that lay under it..
When she pulled out the small object that was in the box, both her and Dominic gasped.
"Guys! I finally got the keys!"
Jessie walked up to Dominic and Brisen, but quickly stopped in his tracks. Both of his friends fell forward off the staircase, hitting the shining orange floor. Jessie looked down and saw a small object smash on the hard ground. They had fainted.. and what was THAT?
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Cliff hanger! Muahaha!
I can tell you.. be ready for a shock in the next chapter! After the beginning of next chapter the quest will really start to continue again.. and new characters will be met! Pleez review, and send characters if you want! I can always use more..!
That's all for now.. peace out ~
Well, I doubt you have all those questions, but if you do have at least one, I can tell you they will be answered in this chapter or the ones upcoming. Finally we get interaction between previously unconnected characters! If you want to see how things play out, read on.
Oh, and some of your sent characters are being put into the upcoming chapters.. enjoy! R & R!
------- ------- ------- -------
Brisen Donovan moved swiftly through the streets, shoving people out of her way, making her own path, taking no mercy.
Her green hair stuck to her face, she was sweating profusely. The crowds made the summer heat seem to go from 80 degrees to over 100. It was extremely hot - peculiar considering it was nearly eight o'clock at night.
After what seemed like an hour of walking through fire, Brisen stopped in her tracks, bending over to put her hands on her knees. Through the massive swarm appeared Jessie, who, too, was sweating.
"Thanks for waiting, Brisen.." he said sarcastically, sitting down on the cold concrete street next to where Brisen stood. "I mean, it's one thing to want to get to the hotel quickly, but it's another to just run off without even telling me.. I mean if you had just.."
"Jessie! You're hyperventilating! I'm sorry.. I get claustrophobic. Is it always like this around here?" Brisen sat down next to Jessie, pulled her hair back, and began to play with it.
"Slateport.. it's one of the busiest towns in Hoenn. The shops, the bazaar, the huge beaches.. I can see why."
"Hah! I personally don't think it's that spectacular," said Brisen, trying to be defyant. Jessie took no notice - whenever Brisen was put in a bad mood she tried to bring down whatever caused it, in this case the entire city.
Now that he thought of it, the city was spectacular. The streets were made of mixed stone, and in the town center a huge mosaic was built, a huge circle filled with images of water pokemon.
Looking around, Jessie saw a large pavilion far off to his left - under it were nearly thousands of booths and stands. Immediately he knew this to be the Slateport Bazaar, famous across the country for it's ride range of goods. Squinting his eyes, Jessie saw vendors selling everything from vegetables to pokemon products to actual pokemon.
"Hey, Jess?"
"Yeah, Brisen?"
"Where IS the hotel? And what's it called, anyway?"
Jessie withdrew a small piece of green paper from his pocket. On it were scibbles, dots, and strange markings - Jessie's handwriting. He scanned it and tucked it back into where it had been.
"Haha.. listen to this: the hotel we're staying at is called Blaziken's Lounge. Should be 'hot'!" Jessie laughed out loud, fake rolling on the ground.
"Jessie, you are so not cool. I bet it's a classy, sophisticated, and overly formal place!" Brisen looked off to the ocean, watching a pod of wailmer traveling slowly toward the beach. "Jess.. um.. what are those wailmer doing?"
Jessie got up and gazed out to sea.
"Strange.. wailmer never travel this close to shore.. I wonder what's up?"
"Oh well, we'll have to investigate later, Jessie. Check in's at eight! We're already late!" Brisen flung her backpack over her shoulder and made her way off into the heart of the bustling city. Jessie quickly followed, determined not to let himself fall behind again.
"Off we go to the classy, sophisticated hotel.." he muttered as he was swallowed by the crowd.
* * * * * * * * * *
"Isn't everything you dreamed of?" said Jessie mordantly. He and Brisen stood in the lobby of Blaziken's Lounge, realizing that Brisen's vision hadn't exactly been correct.
"Good lord, Jessie, why did you want to stay here? It's so.. so.. punk!"
It was true - Brisen looked extremely out of place in the hotel. Her blue skirt and green hair clashed terribly with the bright reds and yellows that were everywhere. Jessie looked somewhat less inapt, but was still uncomfortable.
Around them was a grand hall, but like none either had ever seen. Pillars stood about six feet apart from eachother, making their way down to the front desk. Instead of marble or granite, the pillars were made of cooled magma. A red carpet made a path down the orange tiled floor, it seemed to be covered with images of fire pokemon and flames. Behind the long, shiny, front desk, a mural was painted of a blaziken standing over a fainted sceptile, one foot on the green pokemon's stomach.
Grand staircases ran the length of both left and right walls, leading up to the hotel club as well as the elevators. From outside the building looked smaller than it did from inside - it was at least 10 stories high.
"Well, I say we check in and get out onto the beach as soon as possible!" murmered Brisen, holding her hands up over her face as if to hide herself. Jessie sighed and followed her to the front desk.
* * * * * * * * * *
Jessie and Brisen were next in line when the boy came running in, screaming something crazy.
Brisen snapped her head around, whacking Jessie with her hair.
"Jessie..?"
"Shh! Listen to him..?"
Both stood still and tried to make out what the boy was saying..
"Quick! Down at the beach! There's a boy.. there's a boy who was found in the ocean with a wailmer! They think he's hurt! COME ON!"
Nearly the entire hotel - staff and residence - ran out the spinning doors after the little boy, who apparently was leading the way.
"Come on, Jess! We might be able to help!"
Brisen grabbed Jessie's wrist and pulled him out after the maddening crowd.
* * * * * * * * * *
"Oh my goodness!"
"What was he THINKING?"
"Well I never.."
It seemed as if all of Slateport City had been compressed onto the one beach where a boy lay, drenched in sea water. Police had roped off a small area around him, and were now examining him.
Brisen had pushed her way to the front of the ropes, hands still clasped on Jessie's wrists. People around her cursed and muttered swears.. but she ignored them.
"Officer, what happened to him?" she called out. It was around nine at night. Moonlight reflected off the waves as they crashed against the shore, it illuminated the face of the boy who currently appeared to be knocked out. Brisen thought him to be at least two or three years younger than her..
"Surprisingly, you're the first to ask!" said a tall male police officer, standing up and walking over to where Brisen and Jessie stood.
"Well?"
"Well, it's very interesting, indeed. One of our lifeguards was returning for the night when he noticed a wailmer that was dangerously close to land.." the policeman paused for a moment, gazing back at the boy, currently being checked up by a doctor. Brisen shot a glance at Jessie.. the wailmer they had seen..
"We thought those wailmer were acting strange.." she said.
"Yes. Turns out this boy was riding one of the wailmer."
Almost the entire crowd gasped and began to mutter things to eachother, in even louder tones than before.
"Anyway.. the doctor should almost be done.." the policeman smiled faintly at Brisen and returned to the boy.
The man in white who was obviously the doctor turned to the officer.
"He's fine. He only looks so knocked up because he was asleep when the wailmer tried to drop him off on the beach. It must've been some shock when he woke up in the ocean.."
The doctor continued to talk as the officer scribbled things on a large clipboard.
"Jessie, do you think he's a trainer?" Brisen said, turning to her friend.
"I.."
Before Jessie could answer the officer walked over to Brisen. He pulled out a small plastic card and handed it to her.
"He sure is. Name's.. what is it again?" the officer looked back over his notes.
Brisen scanned the small card - a trainer's liscense.
"Dominic. Dominic Jenkins."
* * * * * * * * * *
"EEK!"
Bianca was slouched in the corner of a dimly lit cavern, collapsed into a dismal position. Around her were several small, sphearical pokemon, all barking at her. In return she screamed at them.
A few feet away Logan, Nelson, and Madison laughed, watching their comrad panicking.
"Get.. Them.. OFF OF ME!" she shrieked.
"Not yet.. we want to savor it while it lasts!" yelled Logan, snickering.
"Bianca, they're only spheal! They won't hurt you!" said Madison, walking over to the poor girl and picking up one of the seal-like pokemon.
Bianca looked up fearfully at Madison, who now held a spheal in each hand. Both of them barked and licked Madison's face. She may be getting slobbered on, but she was making a point..
"Spheal! Speal!"
"Humph!" said Bianca, standing up and walking away from Madison toward the others. "I just want to LEAVE! Where is the damn moonstone?"
"Nowhere in sight! We've searched as much as we could see!" said Nelson, scratching his head.
"We're so DEAD!" Bianca moaned.
"You guys, these spheal are aweful cute, eh?" said Madison, now covered in the small pokemon.
"You are such a dumbass!" yelled Logan, still snickering.
"Screw you!" she shouted back.
Things hadn't changed one bit for Madison since the submarine traveling. She was still fed up with this mission.. she would give anything to get out of this.. out of Team Aqua in general..
The other three Aquas walked off into another part of the cavern, leaving Madison alone with the spheal. She struck a cross look on her face and quickly smiled down at the spheal.
"I'm gonna give you guys a good home, okay?" she said.
"Spheal! Spheal!"
"Okay.. don't tell the others.."
She reached into her pocket and withdrew four pokeballs. Snapping open each one, she dropped them one by one on the ground.
Slowly the spheal entered the pokeballs, smiling, until Madison had caught all four. This would show them.. she could secretly train them to be the best.. THEN who would be bossing who around?
Madison placed the four pokeballs back into her pocket, along with her voltorb, and made her way off after the others.
"Where ARE you shit heads?"
* * * * * * * * * *
"He's awake!" a voice yelled.
"Huh.. wha?"
Dominic awoke to bright lights.. where was he?
"Dominic! Dominic! Are you okay?"
Blinking a few times, Dominic saw the face of a girl older than he was.. maybe 16 or 17. She had green hair that was now dropping in front of her eyes. Behind her was a curly haired boy of about the same age.
"Yeah.. what happened? Where's the pod?"
Dom sat up and realized he was in a pokecenter.
"And where are my pokemon? Where are they?!?"
"It's okay, Dominic. They're with a nurse, just being checked up on," said the girl, "But the real question is how are YOU? You almost drown!"
"I did?"
"Yeah.." said the boy, "I guess when the wailmer you were riding knew you had to get off, he just kind of dumped you off. You were asleep, though, and you were out of it for a few seconds.. almost got serious. But you're okay, now. That's what the doc says, at least."
Dom took a moment to filter through what had happened.. he seemed to remember the wailmer swimming off as he struggled underwater.. but everything after that was black.
"What are you guys doing here, anyway?" said Dom.
"Oh.. heh.. we were just interested. Not much was going for us when we arrived here," the girl said, chuckling and looking at the boy, who chuckled, too, "so we just decided to do something out of the ordinary. Not every day that you get to help out a trainer who was riding a wailmer.."
"Wow.. well thanks a lot. I think I'm fine, actually. Can we leave?" Dom said, getting off the bed he was laying in.
"Yeah.. the nurse said you could go whenever you feel up to it," said the boy, "Your pokemon are at the front desk.. I think your things are there, too."
Dominic nodded and walked off out of the wing he was in and into the main lobby.
After he had gotten everything, he walked out onto the streets to see the same two older kids waiting for him.
"We never got aquainted!" said the girl, "I'm Brisen. This is my friend Jessie." She nodded her head toward the curly haired boy.
"Hey.." Jessie said, shaking Dom's hand. "Do you have anywhere to stay? I mean.. you were coming to Slateport on that wailmer, right?"
"Yeah! Um.. I guess I can tell you the whole story.. but I don't have anywhere to go. The pokecenter is probably booked up.."
"That's fine! You can stay with us! We have a room at this hotel.. you can tell us there," said Brisen.
"You two have one.. together?" asked Dom quizzically.
"Oh! No.. we're not together. We're in separate beds.. not to worry. There's a cot in there you can sleep on.." she said, seemingly embarressed.
"Alright.. haha.." muttered Dom. Whoever they were.. these guys were nice. Dom followed them down the road to a large, red building.
* * * * * * * * * *
It was taking what seemed like hours for Jessie to check in, because the line was incredibly long. Meanwhile, Brisen and Dominic sat side by side at the bottom of the large staircase, talking about everything that had happened.
"I can't believe that girl just took off in the boat!" said Brisen after Dom had finished the entire story, from Steven to Rilee, from wailmer to mystery pokemon.
"I know.. but it might have turned out for the better.." Dom said, sighing.
"Well, Dominic, you've been through a lot today.. you can take my bed if you want.. I'll sleep on the cot."
"Brisen, it's you're room.. the cot should be fi.."
"No.. if I had gone through half of what you went through I would want a big bed.. so you can have it."
Dominic turned to look Brisen in the face and smiled gratefully.
"So, do you know what to do with that package yet?" she asked, looking nervous.
"No.. er.. I'm really confused by this all. If I see that Steven guy again, I'm gonna have to give it back to him.." Dom took out the little red box, glancing it over. "But until then.."
"Why don't you open it?" Brisen said delightfully.
"What?"
"Just open it.. you never know what could be in there!"
Dominic held the package out in his palm. "You can."
Brisen sniggered and grabbed the box. She quickly tore off the red paper and opened the carboard box that lay under it..
When she pulled out the small object that was in the box, both her and Dominic gasped.
"Guys! I finally got the keys!"
Jessie walked up to Dominic and Brisen, but quickly stopped in his tracks. Both of his friends fell forward off the staircase, hitting the shining orange floor. Jessie looked down and saw a small object smash on the hard ground. They had fainted.. and what was THAT?
------ ------- ------- -------
Cliff hanger! Muahaha!
I can tell you.. be ready for a shock in the next chapter! After the beginning of next chapter the quest will really start to continue again.. and new characters will be met! Pleez review, and send characters if you want! I can always use more..!
That's all for now.. peace out ~
