Just to let everyone know. I'm going to go with another approach for the rest of the story. I will be making the chapters longer. So it will take some time for more chapters to surface, but I promise you will get to read!
"WHY THE HELL?" Dustfinger yelled, pushing and shoving Orpheus to the ground.
"Why were you so stupid? Giving me a father ruined me, humiliated me!" He yelled even louder.
The two struggled on the ground for a bit, when Mo came over and grabbed Dustfinger's cloak and dragged him back. Calming him down, talking to him quietly, he finally managed to take a breath or two. Dustfinger took in a deep breath, and let it out just as quick. He looked back at Orpheus and grinned.
"So? Why did you do it?" He asked sitting next to Fenoglio by the bedside.
"Because, you died." He said
" So your in love with me now?" Dustfinger asked.
"No! It's just that now that you left, I felt lonely, so I created a man almost like you, but with better features."
"Better features my ass!" He said yelling at him again. Standing up once again.
Dustfinger then went by his father, and looked a close look at him.
"So, all he has is my nose, few scars, fire-eater also I presume?" He looked back at him.
Orpheus nodded his head, and looked down at the floor. Fenoglio was now looking at Woodleg also, looking at him like he was his own creation. Meggie was now by Farid, stroking his hair behind his ears. Resa was standing in the corner watching all of this, while Mo was sitting on a chair by the table.
"How is the kid doing?" Dustfinger asked looking at Resa, waiting for a reply.
"He's doing fine, he will regain consciousness soon." She explained.
It was quit for the next minute or so, when a loud blast came from outside. Everyone but the injured bodies rushed out to see what caused the noise. To everyone's surprise, a body was laying right in front of them.
They never saw the face, but they did, when Orpheus went and turned the body over. Everyone gave out a shock of horror, they gazed at a man which they all feared. They were looking into the face of Basta.
Back in the tent, a struggling Woodleg awaken. He climbed out of the bed, limping. He reached for the knife that was laying on the table, and headed for the back of the tent. He quickly and quietly cut a hole in the tent, and crawled out into a bush, into the forest. Farid, almost awaken, saw Woodleg crawl out.
Back outside in the front, everyone was now discussing what just happened.
"How did this happen?" Meggie asked.
"I don't know." Replied Mo.
"Where did he fall from, the sky? Asked Orpheus.
"The Dungeon of Lost Souls." Said Fenoglio and Dustfinger at the same time.
"Oh yes! How could I forget?" Mo said slapping his head.
"I'm totally lost here." Said Meggie.
"Same." Said Resa.
Meggie looked eager to learn about the dungeon, as did Resa.
"The dungeon." Started Fenoglio. "Is where the White Women take there souls to. As for Basta, he decided to jump off the edge of the castle in the air, as did our friend Woodleg." He finished.
Meggie looked all but confused, with an amazed look on her face. Resa didn't know what to say. Mo picked up the body, and started bringing it inside.
"Where are you going?" Asked Dustfinger.
"We can't just leave him here!" He said.
"He tried to kill you for God's sake!" Dustfinger replied.
Mo just brought him inside, with Resa close behind.
"FARID!" Meggie yelled as she came inside.
Meggie sat beside him, kissing him gently on his lips. Farid gave her a big hug as she did so.
"You should know something." He said now looking at the rest of the people coming in the tent.
"DUSTFINGER!" He yelled getting up and hugging his father like model.
"Hey kid, how's it going?" He asked.
"Eh, just got a bruise from a wolf." He explained laughing with Dustfinger.
The two looked at each other for a long while, when Mo came back from the hole in the tent. He found a knife, and a pile of fairy dust.
"Where'd he go?" Asked Dustfinger.
"I have no clue." Mo said.
Meggie and Farid were locking lips once again, while Resa, Mo and Orpheus were treating Basta. But Dustfinger had asked Fenoglio to have a word with him outside the tent.
"Some day eh?" Dustfinger asked.
"What do you need?" Fenoglio asked.
"Whoa, someone's grumpy." Dustfinger laughed.
"I'm not exactly grumpy, but once you asked me to come out here to talk, I knew it wasn't going to be for tea." He explained.
Dustfinger saw the expression in Fenoglios' face, and knew he wasn't going to like what he was going to ask.
"Do you think, maybe, you could kill Woodleg?" He asked grinning.
"You mean with knife and rope?" He joked.
"No." Dustfinger replied.
"Oh! Pen and paper." He said.
Dustfinger knew he shouldn't have said asked but he did, and he couldn't wait for the answer.
"I'm sorry, but I don't write anymore. And even If I did, I wouldn't." He said.
Fenoglio went back inside, and looked down at Basta. Dustfinger stayed out and pulled out a match, and started putting it between his teeth.
Farid and Meggie were kissing. Meggie pulled away, and smiled at him, stroking his cheek.
"I love you." She said.
"Me to." Farid said smiling back.
"Listen. I was scared to death when you were attacked by that wolf. And…
She couldn't finish off because Resa came to check on Farid.
"How's it going? Do the stitched hurt, or do your injuries burn?" She asked.
"No, I'm good." He replied.
Resa left to go back to Basta, and knelt down by Mo, who was holding a band-aid, by Basta's chest.
"Meggie, you don't have to worry, I'm in good hands. Trust me." He said kissing her gently once again.
She pushed harder, and soon enough, they were locking lips tightly. Mo rushed over, and broke up the love.
"Whoa! Not until your eighteen Meggie." He said laughing.