Hey y'all! Sorry about the delay, I've had a couple projects and a research
paper due. Thanks for the reviews so far! Although...I would LOVE some more.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of T.P.'s characters
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The capital at night was pitched into darkness, save for a sliver of moonlight that gave the city an unearthly glow, as the wind blew softly down the deserted streets.
Well, almost deserted.
"Where are we going?" inquired Luke softly as he and Rhazier crept through a shadowy alley.
Rhazier just shook his head signaling Luke to be quiet. Luke frowned. Rhazier had woken him up in the dead of the night with nothing but a "follow me" and "don't ask questions".
Rhazier halted outside the back of what looked to be an old tavern that had long since gone out of business. He quietly opened a door that was surprisingly silent for all it looked like it was about to fall off its hinges.
Luke's eyes narrowed. There was only one reason he could come up with for Rhazier to wake him up in the middle of the night to lead him across the city to a broken down dump. He was meeting the Leader.
The Leader was the man who had started the rebellion. From what Luke had gathered from snatches of whispered conversations, he was extremely secretive and had once been a Rogue himself.
Rhazier crept silently across the old floorboards to a moldy rug that had once been beautifully colored but time had turned it dull. He picked up a corner of the rug and pressed down on a knot in the wood. Luke heard a slight click. Rhazier then motioned for him to follow him to the opposite wall. Rhazier took the ring off his finger and put it in an indention in the wall. The ring fit perfectly. Luke heard a sliding noise coming from the back corner of the room behind the dusty bar. A dark opening with steps leading down had appeared.
"Let's go," Rhazier whispered as he took his ring out of the indention in the wall.
As they descended down the winding stone steps, balls of light appeared a few feet ahead of them to light the way. At the bottom, there was a solid oak door with a simple inscription across its surface, Lohedri Fuhr Dasme.
Rhazier again inserted his ring in an indention where a keyhole would usually be located. At first nothing happened. "Wha-?" Luke started to say. Suddenly, the oak door opened on its own accord.
They walked into a small chamber that was beautifully decorated, but at the same time didn't look too extravagant. The décor suggested humbleness behind the power.
"Rhazier," a deep voice called from the shadows, "I see you've brought a friend."
"His name's Luke," Rhazier directed toward the patch of shadow that the voice seemed to be coming from.
A figure stepped out of the shadows, or rather, limped out. The man known as Leader was a tall man who was leaning heavily on a cane. His brown-grey was cut short and his brown eyes held wisdom in their depths. The laugh lines on his face had long since been covered with other lines, lines brought by hard times.
"Well?" the Leader said expectantly.
Rhazier looked over at Luke. 'He wants me to talk?' Luke thought surprised. 'What the hell do I say to this man, nice place?'
Luke locked eyes with the other man. A look of surprised flashed over his face so quickly that Luke almost doubted he had seen it, almost. "I've come to help your cause," Luke stated simply.
"Rhazier doesn't just bring anyone in here," the Leader said, "you must be one hell of a recruit."
Luke smiled slightly at the man's frank humor. "I must be."
The man gave him a small smile of his own. "Glad to see someone with a sense of humor around here."
Luke heard Rhazier give a grunt from behind him. "Can someone tell me why I'm here?" Luke said, getting straight to the point.
Surprisingly, the man turned and looked at Rhazier with raised brows. "I'd like to know the same thing myself."
Rhazier stepped forward. "He is the one," he said simply.
Now Luke was thoroughly confused. The Leader, however, was just shaking his head. "But why bring him here now?"
Rhazier took a letter that had been hidden in his tunic and gave it to the Leader. "I thought now was the time."
The Leaders eyes widened slightly as he read the letter. Other than that, he scarcely reacted. "You were right to bring him," he said softly.
"Okay", Luke said, getting a little angry, "what the hell is going on here?"
The two men just ignored him however as the Leader stood deep in thought while Rhazier watched him closely.
Luke's eyes narrowed. He had had enough. Not only had he been woken up in the dead of the night after a long day, and dragged to the other side of the city to a decrepit building to see a man that didn't ask him to come, but now he was being ignored by the people responsible for his coming. "Listen", he said loudly, "if someone doesn't tell me what's going on in about two seconds, I'm walking out that door."
Both men looked at him. "He's not very timid", Rhazier explained to the other man.
The Leader just nodded and walked into the next room. Rhazier followed him. Luke sighed. 'Might as well follow', he thought.
The other room was decorated just like the previous one, except this one was a bedroom. Rhazier was leaning casually on the wall as the Leader looked through a drawer full of papers.
Luke sat down in a chair. Even though he was still being ignored, he was sure the Leader was about to give him the answers to all his questions and more.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kinda short I know, but please RR! I can be persuaded to write faster! ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of T.P.'s characters
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The capital at night was pitched into darkness, save for a sliver of moonlight that gave the city an unearthly glow, as the wind blew softly down the deserted streets.
Well, almost deserted.
"Where are we going?" inquired Luke softly as he and Rhazier crept through a shadowy alley.
Rhazier just shook his head signaling Luke to be quiet. Luke frowned. Rhazier had woken him up in the dead of the night with nothing but a "follow me" and "don't ask questions".
Rhazier halted outside the back of what looked to be an old tavern that had long since gone out of business. He quietly opened a door that was surprisingly silent for all it looked like it was about to fall off its hinges.
Luke's eyes narrowed. There was only one reason he could come up with for Rhazier to wake him up in the middle of the night to lead him across the city to a broken down dump. He was meeting the Leader.
The Leader was the man who had started the rebellion. From what Luke had gathered from snatches of whispered conversations, he was extremely secretive and had once been a Rogue himself.
Rhazier crept silently across the old floorboards to a moldy rug that had once been beautifully colored but time had turned it dull. He picked up a corner of the rug and pressed down on a knot in the wood. Luke heard a slight click. Rhazier then motioned for him to follow him to the opposite wall. Rhazier took the ring off his finger and put it in an indention in the wall. The ring fit perfectly. Luke heard a sliding noise coming from the back corner of the room behind the dusty bar. A dark opening with steps leading down had appeared.
"Let's go," Rhazier whispered as he took his ring out of the indention in the wall.
As they descended down the winding stone steps, balls of light appeared a few feet ahead of them to light the way. At the bottom, there was a solid oak door with a simple inscription across its surface, Lohedri Fuhr Dasme.
Rhazier again inserted his ring in an indention where a keyhole would usually be located. At first nothing happened. "Wha-?" Luke started to say. Suddenly, the oak door opened on its own accord.
They walked into a small chamber that was beautifully decorated, but at the same time didn't look too extravagant. The décor suggested humbleness behind the power.
"Rhazier," a deep voice called from the shadows, "I see you've brought a friend."
"His name's Luke," Rhazier directed toward the patch of shadow that the voice seemed to be coming from.
A figure stepped out of the shadows, or rather, limped out. The man known as Leader was a tall man who was leaning heavily on a cane. His brown-grey was cut short and his brown eyes held wisdom in their depths. The laugh lines on his face had long since been covered with other lines, lines brought by hard times.
"Well?" the Leader said expectantly.
Rhazier looked over at Luke. 'He wants me to talk?' Luke thought surprised. 'What the hell do I say to this man, nice place?'
Luke locked eyes with the other man. A look of surprised flashed over his face so quickly that Luke almost doubted he had seen it, almost. "I've come to help your cause," Luke stated simply.
"Rhazier doesn't just bring anyone in here," the Leader said, "you must be one hell of a recruit."
Luke smiled slightly at the man's frank humor. "I must be."
The man gave him a small smile of his own. "Glad to see someone with a sense of humor around here."
Luke heard Rhazier give a grunt from behind him. "Can someone tell me why I'm here?" Luke said, getting straight to the point.
Surprisingly, the man turned and looked at Rhazier with raised brows. "I'd like to know the same thing myself."
Rhazier stepped forward. "He is the one," he said simply.
Now Luke was thoroughly confused. The Leader, however, was just shaking his head. "But why bring him here now?"
Rhazier took a letter that had been hidden in his tunic and gave it to the Leader. "I thought now was the time."
The Leaders eyes widened slightly as he read the letter. Other than that, he scarcely reacted. "You were right to bring him," he said softly.
"Okay", Luke said, getting a little angry, "what the hell is going on here?"
The two men just ignored him however as the Leader stood deep in thought while Rhazier watched him closely.
Luke's eyes narrowed. He had had enough. Not only had he been woken up in the dead of the night after a long day, and dragged to the other side of the city to a decrepit building to see a man that didn't ask him to come, but now he was being ignored by the people responsible for his coming. "Listen", he said loudly, "if someone doesn't tell me what's going on in about two seconds, I'm walking out that door."
Both men looked at him. "He's not very timid", Rhazier explained to the other man.
The Leader just nodded and walked into the next room. Rhazier followed him. Luke sighed. 'Might as well follow', he thought.
The other room was decorated just like the previous one, except this one was a bedroom. Rhazier was leaning casually on the wall as the Leader looked through a drawer full of papers.
Luke sat down in a chair. Even though he was still being ignored, he was sure the Leader was about to give him the answers to all his questions and more.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kinda short I know, but please RR! I can be persuaded to write faster! ;)