[b]Chapter 2 : The sword of Tisiara[/b]
"Do you have it?"
"Yes..."
"Well where are you waiting for, put the stuff in his mouth."
"Yes sir."
Marshall felt that his mouth was wricked open and that some fluid was put in it. He opened his eyes and everything was dark around him. Allthough he saw 2 green lights as big as eyes looking at him.
"You've just been given Veritaserum, can you hear me?" A man said.
Marshall nodded although he didn't have a clue where he was, how he got there, who was talking.
"Are you Marshall Xander Rush?" the man asked.
Marshall nodded again.
"Can you speak?" The man asked.
"Yes.." Marshall grunted.
"Good, do you have any idea why you are here?"
Marshall tried to remember, he closed his eyes and saw a sword in front of him. He opened his eyes.
"The sword..." He said weakly.
"Good. Soldier, switch the light on." The man said.
"Yes sir."
Marshall heard a click and a sharp light reached his eye, it hurted him badly but after a few seconds his eyes were used to the light and he looked at the man. It was a tall dark man. He had green eyes and wore and old cloak without a hood.
"I am Aaron Malon, that other man standing in the corner is Quentin David."
Marshall looked to his left and saw another man standing there with his arm folded up also wearing a cloak, he was very thin, almost looked unhealthy thin, he also saw a few other men with there wants drawn standing opposite of the chair he was sitting on.
"Why am I here, why did you knocked me out?" Marshall asked trying to stand up noticing he was tied to his chair.
"I think you already know." Malon said.
"Security reasons." Marshall said.
"Correct." David said. He walked to Marshall and cut him loose.
"And to answer your other question, we're looking for the same thing." Malon said.
Marshall stood up.
"What, why are you looking for the same thing as me, the sword of my grandfather!" Marshall said angry.
"Well actually it's called: The Sword of Tisiara." David said.