Lake Of Tears
Chapter 4
A/N: sorry it was so angsty the last time around! I don't plan on in any way making that a trend. Maybe this chapter will have a lighter tone ^^.
Gray was the first to react. "what the hell is going on here?" he asked, in the ever-lovable style of mundanes. Jeremy lay on the ground. Daxlove was drifting slowly in the air. Oxford and gray were standing on opposite sides of Jeremy, Oxford looking a little more confused than Gray.
"well", began Daxlove, "the bright one..."
"Jeremy". Jeremy cut in.
"Jeremy", Daxlove continued,
"wait". Jeremy cut in again. "Bright... Wha?" now Daxlove was the only one not confused.
"just tell me what happened, demoness", interrupted Gray.
"the Bright One, er... Jeremy", began Daxlove, "he... it's rather hard to explain".
"I have time", Gray lied.
"er... well then", said Daxlove, not eager to annoy one of the only mortals who could harm a demon. "see, we..."
"who's we?", interrupted Gray.
"well, that is to say, professor Grossclout and his demon faction, we have been searching for the Bright One for some time now, for what I cannot say. The Bright One, I mean Jeremy, is prophesized as the one will deliver us from the jaws of disaster. Having realized that there is, indeed, impending disaster, of which the nature is confidential, I have come searching for the Bright... Jeremy". It was unlike a demon to keep secrets. Must be important. "...so you can see we need his help", concluded Daxlove.
"But what about the light stuff?", demanded Gray.
"To be honest, I don't know", answered Daxlove honestly.
"I think we may know this boy's Talent", remarked Oxford. "if I could possibly study the boy for a..."
"No", interrupted Daxlove. "this is my boy". Daxlove had a point.
"No need to interfere in the affairs of demons, is suppose", sighed Gray. And so began what would be one of the greatest legends in all Xanth.
Chapter 4
A/N: sorry it was so angsty the last time around! I don't plan on in any way making that a trend. Maybe this chapter will have a lighter tone ^^.
Gray was the first to react. "what the hell is going on here?" he asked, in the ever-lovable style of mundanes. Jeremy lay on the ground. Daxlove was drifting slowly in the air. Oxford and gray were standing on opposite sides of Jeremy, Oxford looking a little more confused than Gray.
"well", began Daxlove, "the bright one..."
"Jeremy". Jeremy cut in.
"Jeremy", Daxlove continued,
"wait". Jeremy cut in again. "Bright... Wha?" now Daxlove was the only one not confused.
"just tell me what happened, demoness", interrupted Gray.
"the Bright One, er... Jeremy", began Daxlove, "he... it's rather hard to explain".
"I have time", Gray lied.
"er... well then", said Daxlove, not eager to annoy one of the only mortals who could harm a demon. "see, we..."
"who's we?", interrupted Gray.
"well, that is to say, professor Grossclout and his demon faction, we have been searching for the Bright One for some time now, for what I cannot say. The Bright One, I mean Jeremy, is prophesized as the one will deliver us from the jaws of disaster. Having realized that there is, indeed, impending disaster, of which the nature is confidential, I have come searching for the Bright... Jeremy". It was unlike a demon to keep secrets. Must be important. "...so you can see we need his help", concluded Daxlove.
"But what about the light stuff?", demanded Gray.
"To be honest, I don't know", answered Daxlove honestly.
"I think we may know this boy's Talent", remarked Oxford. "if I could possibly study the boy for a..."
"No", interrupted Daxlove. "this is my boy". Daxlove had a point.
"No need to interfere in the affairs of demons, is suppose", sighed Gray. And so began what would be one of the greatest legends in all Xanth.
