Here I am! Back and healthy! And yes! Ducktales is only a week away and I'm so happy about it! And yes I changed my profile just because I know after this update I'm hitting 300. XD. Again, not photogenic in any way or in my best condition from being cooped up inside for months and the illness left me in bad condition but hey, promise is a promise. XD. I was going to post a pic of me in a mask as a joke but decided against it. I'm most likely not what you guys expected to look like huh?
Angelwings2002 - thanks! And hey, someone had to escape the gems right? Thank you!
GiddyReflections - Thanks, I'm fully healed now so yay! Please wear a mask, it was awful. I had to make a reference! Jordan is a huge reason I'm still writing so I have to thank him one way or another. And no, it was just a coincidence. I had this planned before the whole situation. But hey, the message is universal. And I am planning on adding Daisy more now from here on out. I wish you well too and your welcome.
Ninjatana Warrior - Well I'm fully recovered now so I'll be able to write without any pain. Thank you God! It was torture to write while in pain. Now you don't have to wait.
Disney Boy - sheesh! Gun shot!? That was dark! XD. No no, there's no gun in this story. Just some fighting, intense moments and maybe some kid friendly curse words.
darkness - the 1987 version is very charming in its own way. My sister and I laugh at how intense some scenes are compared to today's time. They gave Webby a gun! XD. And you know, that's an interesting idea. Mainly because it was a concept I had. Yeah one version was to have everyone in Duckburg living the 1987 world that was originally the 2017 world. As in, some villain turned all of 2017 Duckburg into the 1987 version. It was going to be a situation where people will slowly start to remember their real lives in the 2017 version. I scrapped it because it seemed cliche and kinda random to start a story off on the 1987. I also wanted the 1987 world to be a surprise. But hey, if you ever write it, I encourage you to upload it, it sounds amazing! And hey, I love Jordan. I had to find a way to thank him for always being there for me and editing my chapters. It's alright, I'm not good at remembering either. XD
Jp - Thanks. It feels great to be healthy again! And yeah, I wrote Abigor to be caring for his family but also very prideful. He wants to feel useful to the people he loves but doesn't know how. So just imagine how Abigor will feel when he finds out someone who isn't him is helping Lizzette cope better with her broken heart. And my dog is a boy. You just can't tell because my thumb is twice the size of his man hood….. I measured.
Lilbree - Well now I'm happy and healthy! Thank you lord for not letting me die so young. WE ALL NEED TO BE A LOUIE! I don't know why I laughed when you said be a Louie. XD. Yes I did add that part. It's a thank you to Jordan for helping me out so much through reviews and pms. He's a big reason I'm still writing and a big inspiration for me. And he won't break her heart….. can he break her physically? And someone had to escape the trap so why not Daisy?
Unknown - I'm healthy now! I'm indestructible! Like my little sister always says "I fight death like it's the last moments of my life!" XD. And you'll see what's happening with Violet soon. And thank you, I am healthy now and happy.
Average Everyday Sane Psycho - Thank you very much my good sir!
And any review starting with God of Justice is a waste of my time. Seriously, why did he/she write that kind of stuff? Thanks to everyone for standing up to the person and agreeing to my last author note. It really was quite an experience.
Here we go!
At the mansion, Daisy was bounding up the stairs, almost losing her balance from how fast she was running. The crashing sounds kept getting louder in volume, and more and more violent. As soon as Daisy reached the top, she sprinted across the hall, and made a sharp turn towards the triplets room. Before she could go any further, a blur of purple slammed into her, and the collision was strong enough to make her take a few hard steps back. Daisy quickly regained her balance, however, and the lady shook off the sudden moment, looking down to see a familiar purple hummingbird on the floor.
"Violet? Honey, what happened?" Daisy asked, concerned.
Violet looked up at her in distress: her body was tensed up, her dark eyes were wide from how alarmed she was, and her hair was a mess. Violet looked behind her then back up at Daisy, her curly hair covering half her face.
"I-I…." Violet stammered, trying her best to speak, but she was in too much of a shock.
"Violet!" the hall echoed with a loud and angry voice. Daisy jumped up from how harsh the voice sounded. "Give me those notes! I need them!"
"Violet?" Daisy looked down at her for answers, but the girl wasn't saying anything. She instead got on her feet, grabbed Daisy's hand and quickly dragged her away. They reached a small guest room, and Violet pulled her in, locking the door, and beginning to push a large desk in front of it.
"Violet, what's going on?" Daisy was starting to lose her patience.
"Uh… what makes you think anything is wrong?" Violet asked casually, while pushing the bed slowly in front of the door as well.
"For one, you're barricading a door," Daisy gestured to her actions, trying to point out how painfully obvious Violet was being.
Violet stopped pushing and looked over at Daisy, before glancing at what she was doing. Seeing what she meant, Violet sighed and gave in.
"Huey is having another angry rampage," she whimpered, her tone full of fear. She pressed her back against the bed frame and slid down to the floor, hugging her knees. Violet looked down, as if she were defeated.
"That was Huey?" Daisy said, her face full of shock. That voice was way too aggressive and harsh to belong to one of her nephews. "I know he inherited Donalds anger, but that? He sounded like he was ready to tear you apart!"
"I… it's fine. He's just really upset because he got impatient. He wanted to see my research on H.E.R.O, but… how do I say this? He was being really aggressive about it…"
10 minutes earlier…
"Where's the research?" Huey was impatiently waiting, as he watched the girl pick up her bag.
The older triplet locked the door to his room, and made sure the windows were locked as well. She took out the metal box HERO was in, but before she could take out her journal, Violet couldn't help but notice how strange Huey was acting.
"What happened Huey?" she asked worriedly.
Her question seemed to make his body tense up.
"It's nothing Vi, really," Huey insisted, but Violet wasn't buying it.
"Huey, please. I don't like it when you hide things from me. What's going on? What did Scrooge say to you? Why did you lock everything?" Violet blurted out every question that came to her mind.
"Violet, now is not the time for questions, I need to see your research for HERO now," Huey demanded, his tone a little rougher this time. He lunged forward to grab her bag, but she took some steps back before he could even touch her.
"Not until you tell me what happened," Violet kept insisting, but this seemed to irritate Huey more. The red triplet knitted his eyebrows together, and glared at her.
"Violet. Give me the research…" Huey said through gritted teeth.
"What was it that you were going to do? Break my heart? Why would you…?" Violet shut up once Huey slammed his fist against the table, making the ground shake, and leaving a nice sized crack inside the desk. She looked up, her expression jumbled in a mix of fear and worry.
"Give me the research Violet! Now!" Huey furiously demanded.
Violet felt like she shrunk in size when Huey sized her up, glaring down at her in complete anger. "H-Huey, I-I'm sorry if I…" she couldn't help but stutter from fear.
"I don't want to hear you apologize, I want the stupid research already!" Huey snapped, lunging forward again, aiming himself straight at the hummingbird.
Violet saw her coming, and sidestepped, making him trip over his feet and slam on the floor, making the angry teenager even angrier. The room shook from the impact of his fall, and Violet was sure anyone in the mansion would have heard it.
"Huey, don't be so aggressive," she tried to make her tone sound braver than she felt, but she was afraid it didn't come out like that. "I-I can help if you…." Violet let out a scream and ducked down when Huey threw a book at her.
"Give it to me!" Huey screamed, grabbing her bag, pulling it towards him.
Violet scowled, and pulled it back. "Not until you tell me what's going on!" she argued back. She roughly pushed her crush away from her, and made a beeline for the door.
"You're not getting away so easily," Huey growled, grabbing her from behind, and pinned her against the wall. He held her still, and looked down at her necklace. The gem was the right gem, and it didn't seem to be broken or cracked.
"What am I doing wrong? Why aren't you on the other side yet?" Huey demanded from her, as if she would know.
"What are you talking about?!" Violet struggled in his grip, but Huey's grip on her became even tighter, as he tried to think of any reason why the gem wasn't working.
"I have you under the love potion, the news of us leaving should've broken your heart to the point where the gem should've taken you already. So why hasn't it—"
Before Huey could spew out any strange theories, Violet wedged her leg in between them, mentally thanking herself for her smaller figure. She kicked him away from her, and while the force was not enough to make him fall, it was enough to make him let her go. Violet dashed towards the door, and was able to escape before Huey could grab her again.
Back with Daisy and Violet:
"He what?" Daisy was shocked to hear just how aggressive he had been with her. He was indeed the triplet that had anger problems but this was a new level for him. Huey would never fight with anyone just because he was impatient, he was less violent than Dewey or Louie.
"It's okay, Daisy, I'm not seriously hurt. I just need to leave him alone for a while to let him cool down," Violet tried to defend him, and Daisy was surprised to see just how calm Violet was. She just ran away from a psychotic Huey, and told her that everything was fine? She didn't even seem too fazed about the whole ordeal.
"Violet, this isn't normal. Huey wouldn't have treated you that way," Daisy tried to get it through her head. She knelt down to face Violet, and looked into her eyes. Violet looked normal, the only thing that stood out was the gem.
That's when it hit her.
"The gem? Huey said something about the gem?"
Violet nodded. "He said it was supposed to send me to the 'other side'. I don't know what he meant by that, but I just think it was a result of his anger. People say weird things when they're mad, right?" Violet tried to conclude, but Daisy shook her head no.
"Huey isn't like that, and you're not like this either, Violet," Daisy's words confused the girl.
"I'm not like… what?" Violet asked.
"Like this," Daisy gestured to Violet's whole body, "This dismissive. You wouldn't sit there and think Huey is acting normal after he laid his hands on you. You would be trying to figure out why he's acting abnormal."
"But he is acting normal. He always gets angry, right?" Violet tried to throw in a counter argument, which only worried Daisy even more.
"Not to this extent. Something isn't right," Daisy knew right away that Violet wasn't herself. She looked at Violet's bag and asked, "What was the research he wanted to see?"
"HERO's research. I was taking notes on how he behaved, and what could be improved," Violet took out her journal, and showed a page to Daisy. The lady took it in her hands, and flipped through the pages, "I started researching and studying him after the dance. He's a really fascinating robot. At first, I just wrote down what he was capable of. Electricity, breaking apart into little robots…"
Daisy saw the list of traits Violet wrote, and it was true. There were bullet points of what HERO was made to do: he was a simple robot that was made to help others. But she then made it deeper into the pages that were titled 'improvements'. They had drawings and images of HERO doing new tricks. Like multiplying, and using his little robots to help him stretch long distances. Even the ability to fly was added in along, with some equations and coding Daisy didn't understand.
"What are these?" Daisy asked.
"They're the equations to help add more traits to HERO. Ever since Huey came over to my house, he convinced me to come up with some new improvements. But any information HERO gives, Huey writes it down," Violet explained.
"Information as in what…?" Daisy's attention was now 100% on finding as to why Huey was so needy and demanding of this information.
"I'm not sure, but he writes it down in his journal," Violet pulled out a red book from her bag, to which Daisy wasted no time grabbing it. Violet became nervous and tried to take it back, but Daisy opened it, and backed away from her.
"I wouldn't read any of it. Huey says it's classified information." Violet warned.
"And you don't find that a bit out of character?" Daisy gave her a hard look, before reading what was in the journal.
"Huey acting really protective of the journals and HERO? That's normal right?"
Daisy shook her head, making it clear that she thought otherwise. Violet was about to speak up again, but nothing really came to mind. Daisy felt her heart race as she read on what Huey wrote:
There was a list of names with two boxes next to each one. One box was labeled 'gem' and the other was labeled 'blood stone'. A majority of the names had a check mark for 'gems' while only Dewey had a check mark on 'blood stone' . Scrooge was checked off, Gyro was as well, then it was Fenton, Gandra, Drake, Gosalyn, Honker, Goldie, and near the end was Huey. Violet was at the bottom of the list, but she had a question mark next to her name with a note saying: [ find out why she isn't on the other side yet ].
"Other side? Gems? Blood Stone? What is going on?" Daisy flipped the pages to see some more notes. She could tell it was indeed Huey's handwriting, and what he wrote made her heart sink like a rock in water.
Phase one, make any of Scrooge's allies and family members emotionally vulnerable. Get the gems on them, and send them to the other side.
Phase two, replace the gems with a blood stone to trap them permanently. Use them to help take over the world.
Final phase, destroy the McDuck family.
"Huey wrote all this?" Daisy couldn't believe her eyes. There was no way an innocent boy like him would ever write anything like this. Daisy felt her body begin to tremble. She couldn't believe a gentleman like him would even think about plotting against his own family.
"Is something wrong?" Violet didn't like the look of stress on Daisy's face. The lady closed the journal, and put it inside Violet's bag.
"Violet, listen to me. You need to stay away from Huey." Daisy tried to warn her.
"But he isn't—"
"Don't even try defending him," Daisy said sternly, interrupting whatever excuse Violet was going to give. "He clearly isn't himself, and this journal is proof of it. I need to tell someone, someone who isn't checked off on Hueys list."
As Daisy formed a plan in her head, she pushed the bed and desk away from the door.
"What are you doing?" Violet asked nervously as she got on her feet.
"I need to warn Donald and Della. I don't know what the check marks mean, but I don't like the sight of it being next to Scrooge's name," Daisy placed the bag over her shoulder, and opened the door. She was ready to leave, but the fist sight she saw was a still angry Huey in the hall. Daisy let out a gasp catching the boys attention.
"What are you doing with that bag?!" Huey demanded to know. Daisy saw that he had the metal box in hand and squeaked in fear. She slammed the door closed, and locked it.
"I need to get out of here," Daisy ran over to a window, and began to climb out of it. She looked down to see she was at the very top floor. Daisy mentally told herself she was insane, and placed a foot on a narrow ledge.
"Open the dang door!" Huey banged on the door hard enough to make any framed pictures shudder, and fall off the wall, and she winced when she heard the glass shatter. Daisy almost lost footing when she felt the room vibrate from his brute strength. Sure Huey was a well fit young man, but this seemed like too much strength .
"Don't open it, Violet!" Daisy snapped when she saw that the girl was about to unlock it. Violet pulled her hand back before she could even touch the knob. "Stay away from Huey until I find out what is going on." Daisy warned her as she placed her next foot on the ledge.
She pressed her back against the wall, keeping her eyes from looking down. She could still feel the walls shake from all the pounding Huey was giving on the door.
"I said open this door!" Huey demanded, this time even louder.
Violet wanted to make it stop and open the door, but everytime she looked at Daisy, she shook her head no. Soon enough, Daisy began to slowly move along the ledge, her back pressed against the wall as hard as she could. Her only source of light was the bright, full moon, and though it wasn't much, she was grateful for it. One little slip, and she went crashing down to the ground.
Back inside the room, the loud banging had finally stopped, and there was silence for a few moments. Violet thought it was over, but a sound of jiggling on the doorknob said otherwise. The knob fell to the ground letting the door swing open. Huey was anything but amused by what had just happened. He tossed the screwdriver he used to the side, and scanned the room. Daisy was long gone, and Violet remained in the room, sitting nervously on the bed.
"Where is she?" Huey glared at her.
Violet let down a giant gulp at how menacing he sounded. She didn't know if she should still follow Huey around, or listen to what Daisy told her. Staying away from Huey was going to be a challenge. Seeing that she wasn't saying a word, Huey looked at the windows. Only one was left wide open.
"Typical," Huey scoffed. He opened the metal box and waved the metal wand. The nanites came right out and formed into the little robot, only he wasn't as little. There seemed to be more nanites than when he started with making HERO's height up to Hueys knees. The triplet tapped his head, making Hero's eyes glow the comforting blue they always were.
"HERO, bring me back the journals and Daisy," Huey commanded, making the robot's eyes change to a chilling dark red. The robot broke apart into the mini bots, and crawled out the window.
"A-and bring back Daisy alive… right?" Violet asked nervously, trying to reassure herself.
Huey simply shrugged and didn't even bother looking at her. His dark eyes were glued on the open window and imagined what he wanted. "I don't really care, just as long as she pays an arm and a leg for taking the journals," Huey said in a menacing, low voice.
Outside, Daisy was sprinting across the roof of the mansion. Or at least she was trying to sprint across the roof. It was slanted on both sides, and she had to make sure to get across the narrow without losing balance. Once she made it to the chimney, she leaned against it to catch her breath. She looked around to see there was a water chute nearby that would allow her to slide down. Feeling like she was about to get away, Daisy ran straight for it. Not even three steps in, and she felt something coil themselves around her legs, and knock her down.
"What the duck…?!" Daisy looked to see that HERO had his arms around her. Not wanting to be taken away so easily, Daisy grabbed the bag and slammed it against Hero's head. The impact was big enough to knock him back, and disconnect his arms from his body. Daisy shook off the small bots from her legs, and ran to the water chute.
Not giving up that easily, HERO rebuilt his arms, and threw a disk of electricity towards the lady. The disk landed near her feet making sparks fly up in the air. This caught Daisy off guard, and she slipped down the slope. Daisy let out a short scream of fear as the edge came closer. She rolled onto her belly before sliding off, and held onto the ledge of the mansion for dear life. The water chute was a few feet away to her left, so she began to use her hands to scoot across the edge, her body dangling over hundreds of feet off the ground.
HERO slid down the slope, and stopped before he could even step a foot off the edge. He looked down, and to his right he saw Daisy making her way towards the water chute. He wasted no time, and threw a string of electricity to her hands. Daisy saw this, and moved her hand away from the spot the electricity striked. She was only inches away from the water chute, so she reached her hand for it. She held onto the water chute with one hand, while the other was still grabbing onto the ledge. HERO threw another strike, this time hitting Daisys fingers.
"Ow! Son of a….." Daisy grunted in pain and tried to cool off her fingers. She held onto the water chute tight, with both hands now, and started to slide down.
HERO wasn't about to let her escape and fail his mission. He made a string of electricity in his hands, and held it like a sword. He banged against the water chute, making the bolts that held it against the wall start to come loose. Daisy held on tight, refusing to loosen her grip, and climbed down the best she could. Halfway down, HERO had successfully loosened the bolts, and made the chute come off the wall. The metal slowly departed the wall with Daisy half way down.
"Oh no, no, no…" Daisy held on tight as she felt gravity take place, and let her fall down.
Thankfully, the top part of the water chute landed on the fence leaving Daisy hanging on a few feet off the floor. She let out a sigh of relief that she didn't die, and hopped off. She ran out from the back yard and into the woods nearby.
HERO watched her, annoyed that she had gotten away. He placed a foot off the edge letting a chain of nanites fall to the ground before doing the same to his other foot. He was now as tall as the mansion, and higher than any tree in the woods.
In the woods, Daisy was looking for a way to hide from the robot. She was already in the woods, but knew the artificial intelligence wasn't about to give up. She had no idea how right she was. HERO was walking over the trees, scanning the area for any movement, eventually he saw some trees move. Daisy was swiping away any tree branches that came her way, trying not to let any of them slow her down. She then heard a loud crashing sound behind her, and had to look. A tree was falling right towards her, making her scream, and throw herself to the side. The tree crashed mere inches away from her, making her stare at it in surprise at how close she avoided death.
She wasn't 100% out of danger as HERO aimed his arm, and threw a chain of nanites towards her. Daisy yelped, shut her eyes, and held up her arms to shield her. The nanites formed a cage around her, with a chain of nanites still attached to Hero's arm. Once she was trapped, HERO lifted his arm of nanite chains, lifting the cage Daisy was in with it. Daisy tried to grab onto some roots and rocks to keep her from being lifted away but it was no use. All she was able to do was grab a rock as she was lifted away. Daisy looked down in horror to see she was only an inch away from the top of the trees. With every step HERO took, he swung the cage back and forth, almost making the lady dizzy and nauseous.
"Get it together Daisy, don't back down now," she shook her head to get rid of the dizziness, and looked for any solutions. She glanced at the bag that held the journals and almost right away a light bulb went on.
"Hey! Electro freak!" Daisy called HERO. The robot looked down at her to see she was waving the bag around. She stuck her arm between the cages bars and let the bag hang from two figures, "You want this right? Then go get it!"
She threw the bag towards a river and let it fall in. HERO let out some distress sounds and ran after the bag. Now with him distracted, Daisy used the rock in her hand and pounded it against the bars, breaking the nanites aparts and making an opening. She jumped out with the two journals under her arm and landed in a nearby branch. HERO was too distracted to get the bag to even pay attention to the escaped prisoner. He shrunk his legs and came down to his normal size. He dived into the river, and swam after the bag as Daisy ran away as far as possible.
HERO grabbed the bag in a blink of an eye, and brought it back to land. He let out a small squeak of fear when he saw just how wet it was. He worryingly opened the bag, hoping the journals weren't ruined. He put his hand into the bag and tried to feel for the journals. When he couldn't feel a thing, he opened the bag wider and stuffed his head into the bag trying to see if they were even there. When it hit him he was tricked, he clutched onto the bag and slammed it against the floor. He gave it a kick into the river, slipping on some mud while he did. He fell on his back, not feeling a bit motivated to stand back up. He gave out a sound that sounded like sigh, and accepted he failed his mission.
With Daisy, the woman crawled into a log, and laid down on her belly, trying to avoid being spotted. She didn't know if HERO was still looking or not, but she wasn't about to take any chances. She opened the journals and began to speed read everything that was written down.
"Why did Huey spend years making a complex robot only to use it for such a horrible use?" Daisy asked herself as she flipped through the pages. She didn't know what she was going to find out, and she was scared. But she did know she was never going to trust another robot again.
With Boyd:
It was nighttime, and just as Boyd was getting ready to sleep in one of the guest bedrooms, he caught a scent in the air. The aroma smelled both delicious and like it was on fire. He walked out of the room, and crept down the stairs, only to find Lizzette putting out a small fire on the oven with a hand towel.
"What are you doing?" Boyd asked casually, as he put out the fire himself by using the fire extinguisher that was under the sink.
While he did that, Lizzette took some cookies out of the oven without any gloves
"Ow! Ow! Hot!" Lizzette let the tray slam onto the table, and fanned her hands. "I'm trying to bake some walnut cookies. Aunt Persephone wanted some for the family reunion."
The baked goods looked good enough to eat until Lizzette took a big bite. Her blue eyes widened the second she heard a loud crunch, and she ran over to the trash can and spit out everything she had in her mouth.
"I think I did something wrong, because my beak felt like it was going to break in half!" she grumbled.
Once Lizzette was sure she got every trace of any cookies out of her mouth, she walked back to Boyd, only to find the robot boy chewing on the cookies like nothing was wrong. She froze in her tracks, and just stared at Boyd in surprise, nearly cringing at the sound of crunching in the boys' beak.
"I like it," Boyd chimed and swallowed the cookie. He licked his fingers, trying to savor the flavor of Lizzettes cookies. "I really like how you left the walnut shells in, it gave your cookies a nice texture and extra crunchy."
Lizzette looked at him confused as he took another cookie. She picked up a cookie herself and snapped it in half. Sure enough, out popped a walnut shell. Lizette picked out a walnut shell, and looked at it, completely bewildered.
"Was I supposed to add in the shells or not…?" Lizette asked herself, trying to remember how to cook.
Boyd just shrugged, and took another cookie from the tray. "I think Mother Drake makes them without the shells, but I like them like this," Boyd glanced at the cookie in Lizzette's hand, then back her. Lizzette gave him a warm smile at the fact that he loved her baked goods, and handed him the last cookie.
"I think I'll wait until Aunt Persephone comes back to bake," Lizzette said.
Boyd happily ate his last cookie before asking her, "Where did you learn to cook?"
"Learn?" Lizzette thought out loud. She looked up at the ceiling trying to think of an answer, "Actually, I never did learn how to cook. Mother didn't really want me getting my hands dirty. She said field work, maid work, and anything related was for lower class workers."
"Really? Mother Drake taught me all about cooking and housework. Father Drake was also a butler, and told me how to be a proper man and helper. Oh, and Father Gyro works in the lab day and night at McDuck Enterprises. I don't think they would be considered lower class workers," Boyd told her. Lizzette tore her gaze away from the ceiling, and stared in disbelief at the boy next to her.
"You have two fathers and one mother?" she asked, a little confused.
"It's pretty complicated. I was thrown around a lot as a child. Gyro was the man that I originated from. He created me to be a hero, but I was then rewired by another scientist to become a destroyer. After almost killing innocent civilians, and nearly destroying all of Tokyolk, I was captured and put down. I later woke up in a dumpster with no memory of what happened. There, my new father Mark Beaks picked me up and took me to a birthday party…"
As he spoke, Boyd didn't notice how tense Lizzette had become. Her eyes became bigger at every word he said about his past. Finding out he's a robot the hard way, getting used to hurting people, and finding out about his past. She had to use all her strength to keep her beak from hanging in disbelief.
"So now, I still live with the Drake's, but I also visit Gyro everyday. And that's basically it. What about you?" Boyd concluded.
"What?" Lizzette snapped out from his story.
"What were you like as a kid?" Boyd asked kindly.
"Oh… well, my experience is not as eventful as yours. Father usually worked really long hours, so my mother spent all her time with me in the mansion. She never really let me leave unless it was for a competition or school events," she answered, still feeling uneasy at how Boyd described his childhood.
"What do you do?" Boyd asked. Lizzette looked down at the ground for a while, thinking of anything she knew how to do.
"Hmmm… how much do you know about sword fighting techniques?" Lizzette asked with a sly smile, glancing at the boy.
Well that's all for today!