(Yeah! My number one fan's back! I thought my curse of having people review and say they like the story and then mysteriously stop reviewing, but it didn't! Well, enjoy.)
The Myth of Crystaelius:
Chapter One: Dust in the Wind I
Jet inspected his Airget- Lambh carefully, (Did I spell it right this time?) taking in every aspect of it. It was a few hours before dawn in the somewhat large town of Jolly Roger. It was ironic that this town had been his last stop with Clive, Gallows, and Virginia, and his second stop since he and Todd had started traveling together.
The boy was a breath of fresh air from the somewhat noisy Virginia and Gallows. Todd would only bring up a conversation when there was a need to, and began to seem more as an assistant rather than a companion. He would constantly do things for that were unnecessary, and when the sulky Drifter would protest, the boy would politely and calmly state: "The savior should deserve such treatment."
Jet did not even think of himself as a hero who had saved the world. He had help, and almost all of it was based off of coincidence. Whenever Jet thought of it as a coincidence, he would remember Virginia say that coincidence was a part of fate.
Jet leaned against the inn as Todd walked up to him, carrying their two travel bags. Jet had opposed of course, but Todd only smiled and said it was his pleasure.
"So, Mr. Jet, are we going to spend the night in the inn?" Todd asked as the white- haired Drifter shrugged. "I guess, but we might as well register.
The two entered the inn. The barkeeper was absent and only two people were present in the restaurant/bar area. A man with long, black hair and a bandana was seated at the bar, and another man seemed to be eating a small meal.
"Aaron?" Jet thought as he instantly recognized the man eating. Todd had also recognized their acquaintance- at least as he was presently- and had walked over to him.
"Mr. Aaron, it's nice to see you again."
Aaron looked up from his meal at the boy standing across from him. "Ah, Todd, what a coincidence; I was just thinking of our meeting in Humphrey's Peak," he stated happily.
"So, what brings you here Todd? Are you with Virginia and the others?" The boy shook his head. "No, Jet and I have been traveling for a few weeks though."
Aaron turned his head to the entrance of the inn to see Jet making arrangements with the barkeeper about their stay.
"I see. I hope you are doing well?" Aaron asked Jet as he walked over to the table. "It's been… peachy."
Aaron chuckled while taking a bite of his french toast with his fork. "An interesting response, by the way, would you two like a meal, a drink perhaps?"
"No thank you," Todd replied as Jet shook his head.
The brown- haired swordsman stood up, strapping his sword to his side and depositing his neatly finished plate and glass on the bar counter before readying to leave. "Well, if you two ever feel like getting a drink, you'll know where to find me."
As the three were about to leave however, there was deafening explosion near the southern part of the town.
"What the Hell was that!" Jet exclaimed as the man at the bar finished his drink. "Who knows," Aaron started, "but it wasn't expected. The citizens are bound to be in a panic."
Jet nodded as he gripped his ARMs, as a strange, yet faint, scurrying sound could be heard.
"What's that?" Todd asked urgently, panic growing within his voice.
There was a growing fire spreading as most of the citizens fled in panic as large groups of small black creatures attacked in a frenzy, ripping apart buildings slowly and biting at people and animals.
"W-What are those things!" Todd demanded, the fear apparent as three of the creatures took notice of the Drifters and sprang at them.
Aaron quickly sliced the first one in half with a single slice as Jet shot at one while avoiding the other's attack.
The dead creatures mysteriously dissipated as what seemed like ten more appeared and attacked.
Aaron was successful in dispatching four, while Jet took care of three, yet, as they fought, more materialized to retaliate.
Soon, what seemed like forty creatures had surrounded the group as separate fires were quickly burning through most of the buildings.
Jet gritted his teeth. "There's too many, we can't keep this up." Aaron nodded, scanning the area for an escape route. He took full notice of the back alley to the left of the warehouse, sprinting for it with Jet and Todd following at full speed.
The creatures seemed intelligent enough to chase after the Drifters, and the situation was extremely worse in the southern part of the city. A small number of Drifters and citizens had attempted to fight back, but some had already been wounded, a few had already died.
"This is bad; at this rate Jolly Roger will be decimated," Aaron commented as Jet opened fire on a few of the creatures.
"So then what do you suppose we do?" Todd asked as he swiftly avoided some of the creatures' attacks. Aaron shook his head. "I'm not sure, however, there has to be a source to these creatures."
"They're quite nasty aren't they?" The three Drifters looked up to see Janus Cascade standing atop the roof of the inn. "I think they're called Scryers, living manifestations of darkness."
Jet's eyes widened in surprise as Janus unsheathed a somewhat large sword. The blue- haired Drifter was wearing black armor, and his hair was tied back in a long ponytail.
"Surprised to see me?" Jet nodded. "Do you have a habit of not staying dead?"
Janus laughed. "What do you think? But besides that, I'm here to destroy this entire town and take you alive."
"Alive? What are you talking- However, before Jet finished Aaron quickly waved him off. "This isn't the time Jet. I'll hold him off while you two escape."
Jet was about to protest before Todd grabbed his arm and began to run from the scene.
Janus smirked. "Let them run, more fun for me," he thought as Aaron grasped his sheath.
"You have that rotting smell of a demon emanating from you. I hope you're ready." Janus leaped off of the building and prepared his battle stance. "Say what you want, but I'm warning you to run away like them."
Aaron smiled slightly. "I told them I'd hold you off and that's what I am going to do. I'd be the one to be afraid. I've had sufficient training with a sword since my birth."
His opponent's smile only grew larger.
