And welcome back to the Dark Jewels Trilogy. I know I haven't updated this in a while (over a month, actually), so I hope this longer then usual chapter helps to make up for that. ::winces away from thown fruit and other yucky stuff:: Or not. That's no way to show displeasure! When you're not pleased with an author, you throw... um... candy! Yeah, whenever an author slacks off, you thow candy at 'em! ::looks up hopefully:: Damn. Ah, well. Hope you like the chapter!
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Kealeer
Wufei glared over at Duo from where he was holding his katana at the Hayllian's throat. Pilot 02 had one of his knifes under the Eyrien's chin :They aren't witches, Maxwell, they're Warlord Princes!: he snarled on a Black thread aimed specifically at Duo's mind.
:I know that 'Fei- you just don't get classic references! Haven't you ever read The Wizard of OZ? Besides, you know the people Une sent out here originally; think of the impression that these people got from them! They probably think we what we know about their culture could be written on the head of a pin while angles are doing a square dance on it!:
Neither of them acknowledged the third reason. They both knew full well that if their enemy was angry enough to make mistakes or assumptions, then they had an advantage.
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Kealeer
"... And exactly how are we supposed to answer that?" Deamon drawled after a moment.
"Intelligently, of course!"
"Let's go with us being good Warlord Princes, then," Lucivar snarled. "Who the hell are you, and why the fuck are you holding blades on out throats?"
"You're warriors," a second voice from behind them snapped. "How would you react to two unknown elements entering a battle field, one that is presumed in enemy territory?"
Lucivar reluctantly admitted to himself that this was a valid point, but before he could do or say anything more, a small dog dashed out of the nearby woods, calling our to them on an open Purple Dusk spear thread. :You're here! You're here! Why after the battle? Windseeker called at first attack!:
"We had some trouble, Ladvarian," Deamon quickly soothed. Lucivar heartily hoped he'd succeed in calming the accusatory note in that voice. Once that little dog had made up his furry mind about something, it was impossible to dislodge the idea. If he decided that he and Deamon had been slow getting here, they would be dealing with both him and Kaelas... and no one ever wanted to face Kaelas without a damn good reason. "Someone put up a tangled web to catch anyone coming out of the Winds near the battle."
The small Sceltie Warlord cocked his head at them. :Yes. The new-people did. It was a good way to keep more tainted men from joining the battle.:
"Oh, you're the ones the furballs said they were calling? Alright then." The blade against Lucivar's throat vanished. Looking over beside him, he saw that the sword previously held on Deamon's neck was gone, too. Swearing violently to himself, Lucivar spun around to see who- and what- had managed to sneak up behind him and catch him with a blade on his throat.
He blinked at the two... children in front of him. Neither of them could have been twenty. They had managed to draw steel on him?!? Disbelief was quickly replaced by anger. Who were these puppies? "Who are you?" he growled.
The one behind him grinned. There were no knives to be seen in his hands, but that didn't mean anything; they had probably been vanished. He was dressed all in black, with a white collar and silver cross and chain glittering at his neck. Purple eyes set in a heart-shaped face looked strait into his without flinching as he replied "Duo Maxwell- I run, I hide, but I never lie. He-" Maxwell jerked his head at the other boy "- is Chang Wufei, affectionately known as Wu-chan, Wuffles, Waffles, Fei-Fei, and Fei-chan." The grin on the boy's face grew as the rising growl from his companion got louder. "And your names are..."
The SaDiablo males didn't answer for a long moment as they took the time to study the two in front of them. Duo Maxwell stood calmly before them, his entire posture radiating insolence. The grin on his face didn't help matters, and the look in his eyes said that he knew full well he was annoying them- and was enjoying it. His hair was pulled back in some type of tie that they couldn't see at their current angle, and was a color between cinnamon and brown.
Beside him, Chang Wufei had moved his glare back to them. This one looked entirely different from his companion. He was dressed all in white, in a very interesting contrast to his companion, with black eyes and black hair, which was pulled back into a tight tie of his own. Though he was slightly shorter than Maxwell, his bearing and stance proclaimed long and loud that he would gladly take on any fight that was offered to him. The eyes, though... they were calm and measuring. Lucivar had to consciously stop himself from responding to the challenge in them- he was not going to get worked up over a child.
Once through studying them, Lucivar answered their question. "Lucivar and Deamon SaDiablo." Odd. Normally, then mention of those names started fear rolling off of the people in front of them like waves of rotten stink. These two seemed calm.
Maxwell snickered. "Ain't that appropriate. Why were you close when the fuzz-ball over there called?" He jerked his thumb over at Ladvarian, who was now examining the corpse of one of the fallen bandits.
Lucivar nearly choked, and felt Deamon struggling to contain his own reaction beside him. Maxwell had just called one of the most powerful and influential Kindred in existence 'fuzz-ball.' Who did these two insolent striplings think they were? Or were they really that stupid? Once under sufficient control, he ground out his answer. "We were assigned as the escort for a group of diplomats from Earth, and were waiting at the border for them." He put just enough malice in the tone to inform the puppies that he was not someone to be trifled with.
They didn't seem very impressed. They didn't show fear, or back down, or anything of the sort. They issued their own challenges, through posture and mood. So these boys thought they were on equal standing with them, did they? Well, they'd learn soon enough who they were dealing with.
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A/N: Well, I get to keep my Halloween candy- You most definetly met and talked to the G-boys in this chapter. The other three will show up in the next one, so be prepared. If they seem a little more... at ease with each other than they did in the series, remember that they've spent several more years around each other, in my timeline. Oh, and if anyone didn't realise that it was Duo speaking at the end of the thrid chapter, well, I'm just going to assume that you're very new to the GW universe!
And thank yous to my lovely reviewers:
Katlin:
Send Karla, do! She's one of my favorites in the series (she ties with
Surreal for first spot). But thank you for holding back the males. I
was seriously annoyed already, and neither of them is exactly known for
tact. Subtlety, sure, but not tact. I don't want to think about what
blood-shed might have happened had we... er... DISAGREED over some
little matter. Thank you for the supportive reviews- and I do accept
annonymous ones, by the way, so you don't nessecarily need to resort to
e-mail. I love and apprecciate the effort, though!
Jaran:
Well, here they are... not a heck of a lot has happaned, yet, but here
they are. I hope you keep reading this, and many, many thanks for the
review!
Nicole:
If you get the time, read those books more throughly- they are
officially awesome. Wait, only do that if you're in high school or
above- those things can be scarring, otherwise. I hope you liked the
chapter, and I'm really greatful for the review!
::thows update out like a life-saving rope:: I hope this makes up for that little cliffie, there... and I apologise for my muses, who forced me into it. They are very evil ladies, and enjoy torturing you all with endings like that. I am but a pawn in their evil schemes, so don't hurt innocent little me... please...?
Mite Mite:
Sorry for the late update, but I hope that you like the chapter! Thanks
ever so much for your kind compliment of my story, and I hope you keep
reading it!
ZmajGoddess:
:giggle: I though it was a fairly easy guess... who else would use a
Wizard of Oz refrence? Or indugle in quite that style of battle
chatter? And you met two of them here, the other three are coming...
but I am sorry for the long wait for an update. I hope you like the
chapter, and many thanks for reviewing!
elisabeth:
I know you. I CANNOT belive that you didn't guess who's talking. I hope
that you like the update- and every other one I'm putting up here, as
well. See yas later!
dinkscythe:
Glad
you like it! I'm not so great about the 'now,' but I promise to take
care of the 'more' as often as I can. Thank you for compementing
my blending of the two- that was one of the things I angsted about when I ploted this. (Muses: Angsted? Ploted? Is those words?) Shut up! I'm a writer, I can work language as I please! Er... don't mind that... we're all insane...
Well, fans, it's been real, but I gotta go. Catch y'all later!