Chapter 7: Fight and Flight and Fight again
{Disclaimer: I do not own GS.
PG – Whoo! It's up!!
Ivan- Aaaand to the best of my knowledge, there have been jack new reviews. Even tho previous ones stated that this was PG's best work yet.
PG – ahwell. That dun matter to me. Altho it wuld be nice to, for once, get a review email come up in my inbox…
Ivan – yeah, a change from spam.
PG – I do not get spam!! My brother made my mum get spam, I do not get ANY!!
Ivan – meh.
PG – 'Ewan, you could win a holiday!!' 'Ewan, have you won a free car?!' 'Ewan, sign up with our credit card!!'
Ivan – lol. Stupid Ewan.
PG – Named and Shamed!!
Ivan – R&R, ppls. Plz.)
Isaac yawned, stretched his arms, and continued patrolling the crest of the hill. The sun was setting a deep, crimson red, and he could think of a dozen things he'd rather be doing right now – keeping lookout for Ivan, Sheba and Bethany's return certainly wasn't one of them. Rubbing his eyes, he sat down on the long, tufted grass, and sighed. He stared dreamily into the sunset, wrapped in a shroud of thoughts, breaking from them only when he heard soft footfalls behind him. Turning, his eyes met with those of a certain Mercury Adept.
"Hey, Mia," He whispered.
"Hi…"She lowered herself gracefully down beside Isaac, and smiled. "The sunset is beautiful…"
"Not as beautiful as you," Isaac muttered.
Mia giggled, and shuffled closer. Leaning her head on Isaac's shoulder, she watched the cloudless sky. Isaac felt himself going red; but, at least, this seemed a very comfortable position. Very comfortable indeed. Isaac leant over; very close to Mia's face…she didn't seem to mind…
Mia suddenly leapt up, and Isaac fell to the side as she pointed over across the plain.
"They're coming!" Mia cried. "Sheba, Ivan and Bethany are here!"
Looking closer, Mia frowned.
"Who's that with them?"
The other adepts and Kraden, having heard Mia's outburst, hurried to the top of the hill, and they, too, saw the extra member of the party running towards them.
"They've got it!!" Kraden called out happily, seeing Bethany wave the book energetically in the air.
"Ivan's mouthing something," Felix noted, his voice lined with suspicion.
"G…go…" Jenna squinted. "Go…b…go back to the boat?"
The group shared a quick grimace, and dashed not to the boat, but instead, towards the four adepts coming out of Tolbi. When hey met in the centre of the plain, Ivan yelled out:
"You absolute idiots!!"
"Whaa?" Garet ogled.
"GO-BACK-TO-THE-BOAT!!" Bethany raged. "WE-ARE-BEING-FOLLOWED!!"
At that very moment, a thin trickle of armed guards flowed out of Tolbi. Slowly but surely, the trickle turned into a stream, the stream into a great current of guards.
"We told you to run!" Sheba fumed.
The adepts began running like they'd never run before.
The forces of Tolbi were yelling like barbarians, brandishing their swords and spears and pikes menacingly. They were actually a bit faster than the group of adepts, and were catching up with them at a worrying pace. The adepts started casting psynergy behind them as they ran for the wharf. A flurry of Spark Plasmas, Mother Gaias, Diamond Bergs and Pyroclasms. Risking a glance behind him, Piers saw his psynergy bounce off of the leather hauberks of the soldiers, but leaving no damage.
"It's…it's not working!" He exclaimed. "Don't waste your psynergy, it's not working!!"
They must have some kind of psynergy block spell cast on their armour, he thought.
He suddenly felt a searing pain in his shoulder, and threw a fleeting look round to see and arrow poking out of his tunic. Yanking it out, a dribble of blood seeped into the woven material. Piers quickly plyed, and cast Diamond Berg on the regiment of archers coming up on his left, hoping to freeze their bows taught.
"We're in range of their arrows!" He cried.
Instinctively, the group raised their shields and other defensive items up onto their left side, to block the oncoming arrows. Noticing Bethany was shieldless, Ivan rushed to her side and covered both of them with his.
"Spark plasma!!" They cried together, burning several bowstrings to ashes with lightening bolts.
Their armour might be resistant, but their weaponry sure as heck isn't!! Bethany thought.
The archers, abandoning their ruined bows, pulled out knives from hilts unseen at their sides. Having centred their attention on the leftmost rank of advancing enemies, the group of adepts were caught up from behind by the unit of swordsmen, and tried slashing at the last of the adepts. Isaac dodged a swipe from an enemy broadsword, and retaliated with a stab from the Gaia Blade. Halting for a second, he unleashed Titan Blade, stopping the foremost ranks of the unit, and giving the adepts more time. Finally, over the crest of the hill they ran, and the dock was in sight-
"Just a bit further!!" Piers encouraged.
Going down the side of the hill was easier than going up. Rushing down, they got a slight, few-seconds advantage over the enemy. Coursing through the small wharf, the adepts sped across the pier and onto their ship.
"Pull in the anchor! Felix, to the wheel! Prepare for lift off!" Commanded Piers.
"Aye aye, Captain," They chorused.
There was a flurry of movement over by the gangplank, and Mia turned to see what was happening…
"We're being boarded!!" She screamed.
Terre, Ivan and Bethany were already below deck when they heard the scream. The sound of pounding feet as the adepts got ready to fight reverberated though the hull.
We won't be able to use much psynergy on them; otherwise the boat will crack or catch fire…Ivan thought.
"Terre," He said, "Stay down here, you've only got a shield, and we have no spare weapons, you'll be no use up deck,"
Terre nodded gravely, and Ivan gave her a reassuring smile before leading Bethany back on deck. The boat was already a fair way from shore, but there was a group of 6 soldiers who had been able to grab hold before cast off. All the adepts were already fighting, and Kraden rushed past Ivan to the below decks, yelling something along the lines of "I'm too young to die!!". Drawing their swords, Bethany and Ivan jumped into the fray.
Instantly, one man changed the focus of his attention onto Bethany. He lunged with his sword at the Jupiter adept, and she jumped nimbly backwards, then came back with a vertical swipe. He blocked, then twisted his sword in attempt to wrench Bethany's from her hand. The blade caught at the hilt, and, thrusting forcefully to the side, Bethany sent it spinning it from the attacker's grasp. It flew over the rails of the boat, and a few moments later, could be heard splashing into the water. Pointing her sword at the man's throat, Bethany forced the man over the rails to join his sword in the dark, cold sea. She then joined Isaac's side, twirling and thrusting her blade at the enemies, proving the reason of why she had been the best swordsman in Thor's Village.
(Ivan – R&R ppls plz.
PG- hey…im actually updating this more than the 1nce a week that I sed I wuld…kool…
Ivan – only cos uve got the story plan and want to get to the interesting bits.
PG – that might be a factor in this….
Ivan – might?! More like almost definitely!
PG – same dif.
Ivan- …touché. )