Ok here's the third chap. Takes place in Corceia. Merryins and I would like to thank The Maestro of Despair for hisvery nice reviews and maryanna for her very nice review! Sorry for the short chapters I hate short chaps. even though I write them all the time. ANNNYYYYWWWWWAAAAAYYYY! Enjoy!

"Kilie? Kilie, are you there?" A man's deep voice was projecting on Kilie's comm.

"Yeah what is it Bardos," she answered.

"Just wonderin' where you are. You gotta see Gebon in ten minutes," Bardos said.

"What? Damn! I'm in sector 34 taking care of a rat problem."

"Well then you better get goin'," he said and the comm. beeped off.

"Crap! What else could go wrong," Kilie thought as she put the comm. back in her pocket. "Sape," she called, "Sape!"

"What?"

Kilie turned around to see Sape standing there.

"I have to go, take care of this sector for me and any other problem that comes up," she said.

"I'm gonna be busy then, huh," he said, jokingly.

"Guess so," Kilie said. She turned and ran to her buggy. She got in and drove as fast as she could. She made a left, swerved to the right and almost flew out of the buggy when she slammed on the brake. A huge blockade of soldiers was blocking the street. Kilie got out of the buggy and grabbed the closest soldier, "I demand to know who authorized this blockade," she spat furiously at the soldier.

"Ye… ye…yes, sssir I… I mean mma'am," the soldier sputtered.

Kilie let him go and he quickly made his way through the crowd. "Rookie," Kilie thought. The soldier then came back with another soldier,

"Kilie!" The soldier went into attention.

"Did you authorize this," she spat.

"Under the order of King Gebon, ma'am," he said.

"I don't think so," Kilie said, "Were you ordered by him directly or did someone tell you?"

"Ahhh…"

"WELL!"

"In… indirectly," the soldier said, softly.

"By whom-," Kilie yelled but was interrupted by the voice of Bardos,

"Kilie, hurry up," he said.

Kilie sighed, "Wait a second, Bar. What's your name, soldier?"

"Rodreg… Lieutenant Rodreg," he said.

"I'll deal with you later, Lieutenant," she said, "Call off the blockade now," she said, "I'll be there in a bit, Bar. Had a little trouble."

"Ok," he answered and the comm. beeped off.

Kilie hurried back to her buggy and drove through the clearing in the blockade that the soldiers made for her. Driving as fast as possible, Kilie made her way through the streets. "I can't believe this. How can a day go so wrong," she thought, "Get real, Kilie. You get days like this all the time. It's not like they're rare in Corceia. It's all because we're weak. Why the hell did I leave- WHOA!" Kilie quickly jerked her buggy to the right, narrowly avoiding a huge rock. The buggy flipped over and back up again crashing into another rock. Kilie breathed heavily, shaken up from the accident. "I can't believe it," she said putting her head back, "CAN'T believe it."

"Oh my God! Kilie, are you alright?" A woman with short, light blue hair ran up to Kilie, "I heard a crash and ran out to see what it was," she said, helping Kilie out of the buggy, "Are you ok? Do you need a doctor?"

"No," Kilie breathed, "No, I'm… I'm fine. Just a little… shaken up, that's all."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah," Kilie said, "Yeah, I'm sure. What are you doing here, Kit," she said looking up at the woman. Kit smiled at Kilie,

"The Beamo," she said, gesturing to a building behind her, "Seems like you crashed at the right place." Kilie looked at the small run-down building,

"Yeah. Seems like I have." She walked around her buggy, examining the damage, "Damn it," she yelled, kicking the buggy and hurting her foot in the process. She sat down on the curb bashing her head in her hands, ignoring the slight pain in her foot. She took out her comm., dialed a number, and waited for the three beeps, "Bar, I'm gonna be late, start without me."

"Kilie?" "You heard me."

"Are you-"

Kilie stopped the comm. before Bardos could finish and stuffed it back into her pocket, "Kit, could you-" A loud skid interrupted Kilie. Kit stepped out of a sand buggy and walked over to Kilie,

"Leave your buggy here and I'll get Rena to take care of it. Use mine," Kit said.

"Thank you so much," Kilie said, jumping into the buggy, "I'll be careful with it." She drove off as Kit waved to her. Not too long after Kilie pulled up to a huge building, the Palace. She ran to the large door and waited for it to open. "Come on, come on," she said, impatiently. The door opened and she ran in and up a large staircase. When she finally got to the top, two soldiers saluted her and allowed her to pass through the door they were guarding. "Bardos, am I late?"

"You are one lucky girl, Kilie, one LUCKY girl," a husky man said.

"You should see the luck I've been through today," Kilie said, sarcastically.

"Well all I know is you made it on time," he said, "Gebon's finishin' up now." Kilie leaned back against the wall of the small hallway they were in. On one side of the hallway was the door she had just come through and on the other was the Throne Room, where King Gebon was discussing something with a man. The man came out of the room and cast a glance at Kilie and Bardos. Kilie recognized the man as someone who had recently been fired as one of the king's outside informants. She'd know that scar on his eye from anyone. "Kilie, c'mon," Bardos said. She ran hurried through the door to the Throne Room.

"Good evening, Kilie, Bardos," the old king said. He looked very tired and Kilie could tell he wasn't looking forward to the reports of the city's condition they had for him.

"Good evening," they said in unison.

"Gebon, we have serious issues. Metal heads and marauders are attacking anyone who step outside the city's walls."

"And it's not any better in the city either," Bardos said.

"Right. A lot of problems are happening. There are three sectors today that are being closed down. Sectors 12, 34 and…"

"Sector 8."

"Thank you, Bardos. Those three are closed down and once again we are going to have to move the citizens to shelters until the sectors can be opened again. We can't keep doing this, Gebon!" The king sighed and rubbed his chin,

"I know." He looked out of the big window on the wall to his right, thinking of other things, "I know… Is there anything else you have for me," he asked, turning his head back to Kilie and Bardos.

"Ahh… Sewage rats are a huge problem as well," Kilie said, softly, "It's the sixth time this week we've had to exterminate them. That's basically all we have, isn't it," she asked turning to Bardos. He nodded.

"You may leave then."

"What? Sir, we need to-"

"I'm tired. Please go. We'll discuss this another time. Right now I need to think." Kilie sighed,

"Very well, sir. Goodbye. Let's go, Bar." They turned and walked out. Gebon looked out the window again.

"May I ask what troubles his Majesty?" A man hooded in a deep purple cloak with a long grey beard said in a crackling voice. He was limping slowly and gripping the gnarled end of his walking stick.

"Tell me, Neskee, am I really such a bad king?" Neskee, his top advisor, looked up at the king, his eyes a milky white,

"And why would his Majesty ask a question as such?"

"I let this city fall to pieces. You heard the conversations. It's worse than I thought it was."

"His Majesty is just tired. The fighting has worn him out. You will see. This city will be saved. You will see," Neskee said, slowly. Gebon sighed at the prophecy. He looked out the window,

"A storm is coming."

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