Sorry I've taken so long to update, I'm working on 4 stories, though not all of them are on this site. Please review if you read, and I'd like to thank that of you who did, since it was only one person. I know the whole DanexCourtney thing is new, but I'm hoping you'll get past that, since I've just finished the latest book and am currently waiting for the sixth, if it's not out yet. If anyone knows when it comes out, please let me know through a review, they're greatly appreciated. Thank you, and here's the latest chapter.
Acroptylese (continued)
I've decided to record my trips into a journal like Bobby does, (Lord how I miss him) that way, after all of this is done, I'll have something to look back at. Acroptylese, as Saint Dane calls it, is a beautiful place. Bobby wasn't kidding about each territory being different, and though this is kind of like Eelong, it's totally different in its own way. The mountains are huge, but welcoming; the forests, since it seems that that's all there is, are huge, dense, and absolutely enchanting. It's like whenever you walk into them, they whisper the secrets of the past, and of those who have walked before you.
The skies at night are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen; the stars dance and twinkle like jewels in a fireplace, and the breeze is always warm. The moon, oh man, I've never seen a moon so bright, it's like it could light up the whole Earth with just half of its globe, since it's almost like day at night. I've been out several times, in fact, I seem to have developed a thing for working during the night, since I prefer it here than the day. The days, though warm and pleasant, are still….different. It's like it's too much of a reality change for me, and I'm worried that the flume at home has broken already, that I won't ever be able to go back. I know, Bobby said that no one but Travelers could use the flumes, but it's not like I had a choice in the matter, I just hope that he sees that.
My first day here, God, was I scared. I had absolutely despised Saint Dane from what I had read in Bobby's journals, and from what I saw on Eelong, my hatred only intensified. But now, now that he's captured me, taken me away, forced Bobby to hunt for me (if he's even doing that) and try to do his job to protect the territories at the same time, it's too much for him. I can tell that even without seeing him. How are we going to get Gunny and Spader back? There has to be a way, I just know it. There's a gut feeling I have, kind of like when I know we're going to get through a game at home, or when I know Bobby's going to come through his latest encounter with Dane alive, it's just a gut intuition.
Anyway, like I was saying, my first day here was completely terrifying. Saint Dane treated me like a Devil in disguise, being a gentleman, but with a lunatic, sinister edge to his smile the whole day.
'Would you like to stay in the forest or in the houses set up in the nearby villages?' he asked me. Can you say, creepy? This is the guy trying to destroy everything good and just, everything that I love, and he's asking me where I want to stay like it's nothing else.
Silently, I just nodded towards the forest; I felt more comfortable there. The blue eyes demon smiles, a true smile, and turned towards the forests, leading me into the thick trees and dense underbrush. I looked around for any sign of wildlife, but the only thing I heard was a bird, singing in his tree perch a while away. There weren't any squirrels, chipmunks, birds (visible), bugs, nothing! I was scared, until I saw the house in front of me, and just stopped shocked. It was beautiful, charming to say the least.
'What do you think?' came a chilled, but warm voice in my ear. I turned around rapidly and say Saint Dane looking at me, genuinely concerned. It was like he had designed the house for my liking. If that be the case, then so be it.
'I couldn't ask for anything better,' I replied wholeheartedly. My reward was the biggest, most shining smile I've ever seen. It stretched from ear to ear, and easily met his chilly, deep blue eyes, the eyes that never seemed to leave my presence. He grabbed my hand and led me towards the door of the house, laughing like a six-year-old child on Christmas morning, knowing that the puppy he wanted was waiting in one of the many boxes.
Inside, it was warm, cozy, delicate, perfect for me, and equipped with enough supplies for two. That's what confused me.
'Why are there two bedrooms?' I asked, staring at him accusingly. Dane grinned sheepishly, shuffling his feet on the floor. He was starting to act more like the 18-year-old that he looked.
'Well, you see, in order to me to succeed in my task here, I needed to pose as a simple peasant. You'll understand later, I hope. But anyway, I have to stay here, too, but I won't do anything. It'll be like you're my guests, and I treat my guests with the greatest care.'
I remembered the ship on Cloral, what was its name? Whatever, I remembered the crash, the boat of the dead, and how he had smiled like it was just the rain falling on the grass. I shivered involuntarily.
'I'd prefer it if I stayed somewhere else, actually.' I didn't mean to sound so cold and disrespectful, but when you're talking to the guy who wants to destroy everything good and that threatens his world dominating plans, especially one who just kidnapped me, I found my manners had decided to part company with me.
He only nodded, though, as if he had expected my answer. 'Yes, actually, I was expecting that answer. That's why I asked my friend if I could stay in the village with him. I'll take care of you, though, I'll bring you food, take you out to see this beautiful territory, and let you in on some of the mind of Saint Dane.' He grinned evilly again, but it was more…kiddish this time, like he was just planning a joke. I swear, this place seemed to have an affect on him, like it was turning him younger.
'Whatever, I just hope you know that all that you tell me I'll be telling Bobby.'
He smiled like he knew something different, and bowed low, showing off his silky white-blonde hair. I was so unused to seeing it, since normally he was bald, and before that, he had silver hair, thick and curly. I could still remember the time he handed me and Mark the bag with Gunny's hand in it, and his hair went up in flames.
'Good bye.' I shoved him out the door before he had time to fully right himself and locked it with the key I found on top. I pulled the drapes closed and tried to block out my mind as Saint Dane walked away, laughing, not maniacally like he had before, but genuinely, like he was laughing at a joke. I found it to be infectious, and soon after he left, I was laughing too, clutching my sides. I don't know why, though, but it's all right. I'll figure it out later.
I walked back to the kitchen, sitting down and decided to plan my day, seeing as I was stuck in this place without any means of getting back to Second Earth.
I'm really sorry this is taking so long to write, but if anyone has any ideas for a plot, plz let me know, since I'm not really sure where this is going. Thank you very much for reading, but right now, I have to go. As you can tell, this is just a filler chapter, but I'm doing it like in the book, where they don't have chapters, but different parts of the entries. In case you couldn't tell, this was Courtney's journal. Cya!
