Again with the indecently short chapters! They make my authors notes shorter and I cant ramble as much! Oh well... There really wasnt much else to write.
Chapter 9
The Very Very Next Test
She woke up the next day with stabbing twinges in her side and head. Rubbing her head and stretching for her glasses, she stood up. Her head prickled and blackness edged around her eyes. She shook her head and walked to the Great Room. She peeked in and saw Jareth already sitting there, eating cantaloupe. She stumbled in and sat down. "How are you?" Jareth asked curiously. "Besides the oh-so miniscule fact that I have been stabbed in the side and head, losing a fair amount of blood, enough to make me go absolutely insane, I am just peachy." She was rather vindictive at the moment, with good reason. She grabbed a loaf of bread and began to gnaw on it. She took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes. She opened them wide for a moment and then put her glasses back on, still with wide eyes. Behind Jareth was a very large goblin, and the very large goblin was wielding a very large club, with little spikes on it. It silently treaded up behind Jareth and knocked him out. It began advancing on Dakota.
Dakota didn't scream. Dakota didn't cry. Dakota stood there. Or that is what goblin thought. She was actually behind her back summoning a very lethal crystal. The very lethal crystal should kill him on touch. She completed it, threw it, and just as she had calculated, killed him on contact. It disappeared. She ran to Jareth. He (of course) was awake. After making sure he was not hurt in anyway, she slapped him. He rubbed his cheek and said, "You did well." She nodded. "I knew it was a test." Jareth smacked his head.
The next three weeks passed uneventfully. Dakota learned sword, arrows, crystals, and stealth. Jareth learned what it truly means, 'Falling in love.'