It is a new chapter. And we finally get to see some A/M action!

Woot! No more assignments until next term!

Artha stalked angrilly down into the ruins. So Moordryd thought his dad was lieing and, he had to admit, he wasn't sure anymore. So Conner didn't want them to go to the city, what was the big deal? He thought it was dangerous.
But, the wraiths might have been getting advanced technology there. What if there was some weapon there that they couldn't fight? God, being the leader was so hard...
"Artha?" Lance jumped up to meet him. "What was the meeting about? I want all the details!"
"It was nothing Lance. Just some diplomatic stuff. You wouldn't understand." Artha messed up Lance's hair.
Lance pouted angrilly at once again being told that he wouldn't understand.
"We think the wraiths are getting really advanced technonlogy from somewhere." Moordryd limped down behind him.
Artha glared at his rival, who ignored him.
"Thanks Moordryd!" Lance beamed. "So, what are we going to do about it?"
"Nothing." Conner said calmly from a shadow. Both Moordryd and Artha jumped, angry they hadn't noticed him. "You'll let the grown-ups deal with it."
"Why?" Lance whined. "Theyre the Dragon and Shadow boosters, why can't we go and help?"
"It's too dangerous Lance. There is no more argueing." Conner sighed.
Artha winced as Moordryd elbowed him in the ribs. He mouthed 'Okay!' at him.
"We were thinking of checking it out, just to see if anything could be of use." Artha said very quickly. "Me and Moordryd that is. No one else has to."
"I just said it was too dangerous Artha." Conner repeated slowly. Artha was treading dangerous ground.
"Well what if we could get some of that stuff? It'd help us out alot, right?"
"Artha Tannis Penn, you will not under any circumstances try to go to River City, understand? And you Moordryd..."
"Doesn't have to listen to you." Moordryd growled, balling his hands into fists. "You're not my father, my teaher, my friend, or anyone else who has the slightest bit of power over me. I'll do what I want."
Conner turned a little red at this and Lance smilled wider. Every kid loved to see their parent get angry at someone else.
"He's got a point dad." Artha sighed.
"I will just say that I hope you come to your sences Moordryd." Conner sighed.
Moordryd nodded and walked off into his room. Conner let out a deep breath slowly.
"That is one messed up child." He muttered.
"He's not messed up." Artha said quickly.
"Yes he is. He doesn't trust anyone." Conner pointed out.
"No." Artha smilled a little. "He just doesn't trust adults."

Moordryd was sitting with Decepshun when Artha found him, talking to her in a soft voice. Artha smilled as Beau came jogging up to him, tongue lolling out like he was the happiest thing in the world.
"Hey boy." Artha murmurs, snickering as Decepshun turns to snarl at them for ruining their quiet-time. Beau rolls his eyes as Artha walked over to Moordryd.
"So, are you going?"
"Yep. Just filling 'Cepshun in on the plan." Moordryd petted the said dragon's neck.
"I'm going to come with you." Artha says quickly in his don't-argue-with-me voice. Moordryd, as usual, ignore it.
"You shouldn't, your dad'll be angry."
"He deserves it." Artha smirked.
He yelped suddenly as Beau pushed him from behind so he almost falls on top of Moordryd. Decepshun pushed her owner at the same time so they fall into each other.
"'Cepshun!"
"Beau!"
The two chuckle as they look at each other. Artha and Moordryd wrenched apart, suddenly realising niether of them had moved.
"So..uh...you can't come with me." Moordryd stuttered.
"Well I am."
"Why?"
"Well..." Artha rubbed the back of his neck. "I...I know there are wraiths there and um...I sorta...I don't want to lose you." He said the last part very fast.
"You don't want to lose me?" Moordryd repeated.
"Yeah. The war...we've lost so many already." Artha tried to explain.
"You're blushing."
"No I'm not!"
"Yes, you are." Moordryd continues. He raises an eyebrow and smirks. "You wouldn't happen to like me Penn, would you?"
"Well...yeah."
Moordryd yelps in surprise. "That was a joke!" he yells, looking confused. "You...you like guys!"
"Hey, I like girls too!" Artha said defencively.
Moordryd burst out snickering at this, and Artha turned bright red.
"What!"
"Oh god, this would've been so much easier if..." Moordryd snickers again. "You are so thick sometimes Penn!"
"What!"
Moordryd wiped his eyes on his sleve. "I swing that way myself Penn. I can't believe you didn't notice me flirting with you in the beginning. I just thought you were straight! What about Kitt?"
"Kitt!" Artha yelped. "Moordryd that's just wrong! Kitt's like, an annoying older sister! I could never think of her like that!"
"God, we are so screwed up!" Moordryd laughed. Decepshun rolled her eyes and snorted. "What? Oh...you two did that on purpose, didn't you?" Moordryd growled.
Beau tried his best to look innocent while grinning like a maniac.
"Even our dragon's knew! You're right, we are screwed up." Artha smirks.
"This isn't going to make you follow me, is it?" Moordryd glared at Artha.
"Of corse it is! Can't let you go off alone now, could I?"
Moordryd growled without words, rolling his eyes again.
"Anyway, I want to see what's so important about this River City too."

Uh... don't shoot the author. She's just the messenger of the plot bunny.