Chapter 3 - In Kalay Fortress

(Disclaimer: I do not own GS. Or Kirby.(^ '-')*) hey! Kirby swore!

Ivan – so, you're naming chapters now? In Kalay Fortress?

PG - yah. Im going back and editing all the chapter titles with, well, chapter titles, cos they seem more interesting.

Ivan – meh. *nicks notebook again* Hey-

PG – how many times have I told you?! No telling the readers what is meant to come next!

Ivan – Awwww……but-

PG – NO! It'll ruin it for them like those damn adverts ruined the second LOTR movie for me! Telling me that-

Ivan – noooo, you'll spoil it for the ppl who haven't seen it yet!

PG – '-' they be ppl that r missin out…

Ivan – hey, this is a fanfic, you're meant to use proper grammar!

PG – yes, but it's also my author's notes section where I get to do a disclaimer, thank my reviewers, and ramble on about nothng particular with my muse until I remember that I'm actually meant to be doing a fanfic. In this case, it's good that I actually wrote a paragraph or so before I got bored and decided to natter on to Muse-Boy.

Ivan- hey, that makes it sound like I'm a superhero! Pika Girl and Muse Boy!!

PG – lolololololololol.

Ivan – it is my duty s Muse Boy to say thanx to all the reviewers that may have reviewed while PG writes on her laptop cos her dad nicked the comp cos he was working from home and forgot his!

PG – uhhh, what he said. On with the story!!! ^^

Ivan - ('-')

PG – no, that's Kirby. Now you have to do a disclaimer saying you don't own Kirby otherwise the ppls that do will hunt us down and sue us.

Ivan – ok. I do not own Kirby.

PG – wow, this is the longest…whatever this bit is…author's note…thingy…that I've written!!!)

Isaac blanched.

"You've…seen us in your dreams?!"

"Well, I am a Jupiter adept, from a family renown for sight," Bethany answered matter-of-factly. "Lighting Mars Lighthouse looked…painful, in more ways than one…"

By the next lunchtime, Kalay was in sight.

"Tonight, we shall sleep on feather beds in Master Hammet's palace!" Ivan cried, rushing ahead.

"By Thor, I can't wait! I'm tired of sleeping on the trail, a few days is ok, but an entire month is waaay too much!" Bethany exclaimed.

By Thor? Ivan thought. I haven't heard that one before.

"Well, we could've flown overland on my ship, but we left it in the Kragol," Piers muttered.

"Flown?" Bethany frowned, turning to the sullen mercury adept.

Piers brightened up a bit, and laughed, "We haven't told you of our ship? Well, m'dear, when you see it, you're sure to gasp- it's got wings!"

Bethany laughed at the image of a ship with wings, and was about to comment when Sheba, who had rushed ahead with Ivan, called out,

"Something's not right,"

Everyone ran to the crest of the hill the Jupiter adepts were standing atop. From a distance, Kalay looked as it always had, but closer up…

There was a glittering on the fence around the perimeter – a thin coat of something silvery. The walls where actually higher; you couldn't see into the town. Also, you could usually hear all the hustle and bustle of the city from the distance they were at; but they could near nothing but the squelch of mud at their feet and the lone cawing of a raven.

"Wha…" Ivan murmured, frowning worriedly.

Suddenly, he wrenched himself from the spot he stood at, and rushed towards the gates of the town he grew up in. When he reached the guards and made a move to enter, they crossed their lances into an 'X' shape, blocking Ivan access. As the rest of his group came to a stop behind him, he spluttered,

"What the hell is going on here?!"

(Ivan – ooooh, have I just raised our rating?

PG – dunno. Ill check. You're the one who said that that is the kind of thing you'd say.

Ivan- meh.)

The guards observed Ivan through the slits in their visors, and the left-hand side one said curtly,

"The lord Hammet has commanded that no-one is to enter or exit Kalay,"

"Not even his own servant?!"

The guard regarded him carefully.

"I have not seen you before," He answered.

"What?! I've been Master Hammet's servant for 15 years!! That's fif-teen long years!" Ivan exploded.

"If you are, as you say, Master Hammet's servant, prove it," The guard challenged.

Ivan dug furiously into his pack, and pulled out a copper token. He shoved it in the guard's face. The guard took his time and deliberation inspecting the token.

"It is old, but it is real. You may enter,"

The guard handed Ivan back his token, and both he and the other guard retracted their lances. Ivan walked through the archway, signalling for his friends to follow.

The town was deathly quiet inside. There was only the occasional flutter of someone running past the window in a house, or the creak of a door. Everyone was hiding – but from what, or whom, the group did not know. They just followed Ivan through the dusty streets, feeling the foreboding aura of the town in his or her gut. There was gloom and shadows everywhere.

Suddenly, from the darkness of a back alley, eighteen armoured men jumped out on Ivan. He yelled, and the rest of the group came rushing up, weapons ready to help. Sixteen of the attackers broke off, and turned to face the adepts.

Two men to face each, and them wearing bloody battlesuits with lances and me in traveller's clothes?! This doesn't seem very fair, psynergy or no! Bethany thought.

Even worse…I think I recognise these guys…from Thor's Peak…

She quickly thought back…

She was hiding beneath a huge rock. On the other side, she could hear voices…

"Have you found her?"

"No, not yet,"

"Lord Alex will have our heads if we don't get her and Jupiter's Dragon!"

She instinctively clutched the jewel at her neck at the sound of its name. Suddenly, she burst out, in desperate attempt to catch the men by surprise.

"Spark plasma!!!" She cried.

The men recoiled, and she took the opportunity to run further down the slope.

Yeah, these were the same guys. Two of them approached, lances ready. There was the look of recognition in their eyes…

"It's her!" One cried.

Holy crap!!

"Spark plasma!!" Bethany cried, sending sparks at the advancing soldiers. "Spark plasma!!! SPARK PLASMA!!"

The two men withdrew an inch, giving Bethany time to slash.

"Grand Gaia!" Felix cast, from the other side of the street, sending his two soldiers flying over the rooftops. Looking round, Bethany seemed to be the one in the most trouble – some soldiers were detaching themselves from other battles to come at her. There were now about 6 men attacking her! Felix ran over, casting as he went.      

"Odyssey!!" He yelled. "Grand Gaia!! Echo!!"

The djinn jumped over onto the nearest soldier, hitting so hard the soldier collapsed. Felix stepped over the body, and joined Bethany's side, and slashed out with the Sol Blade.  Ivan surged forward into the backs of the wall of soldiers with both Spark Plasma and a stabbing with his sword. There was a look of grim determination and anger on his face.

(PG – well, that's chapter 3.

Ivan – *scrolls down* hey, why is chapter 4 below me?

PG – hahahah not anymore. In case you're wondering, folks, I was writing chappy 3, and decided that it was a bit long, so I cut it off and started writing this bit.

Ivan – I c. IS that y there's only…7 lines down there?

PG – yupperino.

Ivan – k…

PG – Well, R&R ppls!)