A Tale of Many an Adventurer- Joe's Story
Chapter 12
Joebushy- all that needs to be said is said. Be prepared for the worst. Tell me what you like in your review (which I need. I only have two as I'm writing this. Even more reviews from Searo and Chunkypuff3 would be nice. Even if not, review their stories).
A clash. Naraf, the archfiend swordsmen, was up agenst four heroes from earth. Taylor and Zach used strength potions for strength. They fought up close. Ben and Joe stood back, dodging darkness attacks from Naraf. Joe healed everyone as fast as possible. Ben shot arrows at Naraf, using careful aim as to not hit the two team mates by him. Naraf had extreme speed and power. The red-eyed man could attack Zach and Taylor in one strike, and right in unison could fire a powerful darkness attack at the other two.
Naraf spoke as if they were friends, although they were in the midst of battle. " Wow, nice shot. I want to show you more, if that is ok." He spun around in a spiral; he didn't stop. Then he stuck out his sword so he was like a spinning top with a blade. He maneuvered around the crossroad, where the battle was happening. First he went toward Joe and Ben, and knocked them to the ground. He then did the same to Zach, but Taylor stayed up. " What?" Naraf said with fake surprise, " You dare not fall when attacked by me? How completely pitiful."
Naraf went into a full clash with Taylor. They were both blurs. " Heal..." Joe whispered. He glowed green, then he got back to his feet, completely healed. Naraf was to distracted to notice. Taylor was putting up a good fight. But he looked tired. Ben and Zach were on the ground, completely out of it. The town was destroyed, and to make it worse, there was the black and red shield around the city. It was too much, Joe thought, too much.
Joe started turning red. His robe changed to red and his staff disappeared. " NO!" He yelled. Naraf turned to look at him. " Slow down..." Naraf muttered, although looking scared. Joe's hair had turned to the color of flame red and became spiked. His robe became a light red, with yellow outlines. His hands wouldn't stop flaming. " To much power!" Joe yelled. He burst into the air, flying. Then he started sparking. Flames started showering the city- and the shield. Everything was being destroyed. Naraf was engulfed in extreme pain.
Joe really couldn't control himself. Then the shield burst. Millions of tiny shards scattered across Neasmil. Joe fell to the ground and fainted. Naraf was completely burnt. He looked at Joe with disgust. " I have no reason not to kill you. All of you! I have tried once before, and now I am stuck in this world. I've not yet been this mad. But I will leave. So, then, farewell... forever."
Out of the ground came eight figures. Eight clones of the originals. Eight shadow people. There, purple colored, stood Joe and his teammates. The eight shadows stood in front of the four originals. It was Zach, Ben, and Taylor agenst clones of them and the rest of their team. Joe was still out on the ground, Flamist form. The shield, though, no longer existed.
Joseph was the first to notice, as he had been leaning agenst it when it all of a sudden started heating, then broke. " Guys," he addressed his friends, " look at Neasmil. We have to help Joe. Someone or something has destroyed the town. I don't know what, but we're gonna' find out." Jake, Chris, and Chet got up to follow Joseph. They ran at full speed around the city. But the first one they met wasn't Joe- or anyone on the team, for that matter. They met Naraf. But no words were said. He just ran past. " I get the feeling this guy did something big," Chet said.
Chris and his team went on. The town was now in ruins. The people, though, just sat there. On the sides of the roads, the place they had been for almost two hours. Then they heard an explosion from not far away. They ran to it to find Zach, Ben, and Taylor, standing by Joe, who was on the ground. They looked farther. Sure enough, they saw shadows, shadows of each and every one of them. Three dimensional shadow clones. They ran to Joe and the rest of the team. " What's wrong? Why are they here?" Chris asked Taylor. " Oh, and you don't even say 'hi', do you?" The shadow team stood staring at their human counter-parts. But then they disappeared. Right into thin air. Unexpectedly.
" I guess they didn't want to die yet," Jake said sarcastically. The four that had been absent from the battle with Naraf started explaining what had happened on the outside of the shield. The ones who battled Naraf explained of just that. But Joe was still out of it. Jake went to wake him up, or attempt to. " Joe, get up. Narav... or whatever his name is, is gone." Joe opened his eyes lightly. By now it was almost two o'clock in the morning. Everyone was tired. Joe got up, then started changing back to his healing mage form. " Wha- what happened?" he asked. " You went crazy- it was pretty cool, though," Ben answered. " Yeah,"
Zach continued.
The team started for their tent, believing it was finally over, that they could clean up then go to Carinia, then Helioa. So they went back to their tent and sat down. " Man, do I wish I were at home," Taylor said. Everyone agreed. " Me, too, guys," Joe said, " but there's somthing else I want. You all know we weren't put here to get out. And I doubt that that idiot Naraf could of let off that purple mist. We have to save Kealato." "Joe, don't you get it?" Joseph snapped, " Have we not been here long enough for you to realize that we need to get out of this world?
" Well, Joseph, I don't think you understand my point! These people are no different from the people of Earth!" Joe yelled. The two were standing up now. " Really?" Joseph started violently, " I don't think! They are digital! Figments of some crazy person's imagination!" Joe turned his head, then went to lay down. He turned so he was not facing anybody, then went to sleep. Minutes after, everyone else followed.
The next morning, Joe and the rest of the team woke up to the call of a rooster. The tent was sealed closed, the team couldn't see outside. " Arg... my freaking back, oh..." Ben was saying as he stretched. " Joe was the first dressed. " Come on, guys, we have about three days worth of cleaning the town to do!" Everyone groaned but Joe. " Joe, I don't mean to be rude, but we didn't do this," Chet said. The team got up and started towards outside as Joe started talking. " Well, I need your help, and if you don't help me... what the hell!" Joe was looking into the town. It, which had been damaged just hours ago, looked like it had when they arrived. " Guys, I just realized something," Zach started, " We have to get out of here."
Town's people were wondering about like zombies. The expression on their face complimented that. Their eyes were all rolled up in their heads. Their mouths were wide open, bits of drool splashing here and there. They were fixing the town. " Guys," Chris started, " Zombie-like human cavalier doesn't really fit my personality. I hate this place..." The whole team was staring into the town, the surrounding fields, the beach. They only saw the zombie-like people. Although the town was physically back to normal, it seemed even scarier than before. No one would dare enter.
" In the last ten days I've learned a lot," Joseph said, " And running away from suspicious beings is definitely one of them." The team quickly took down their tent. " Guys, I know that none of you thought of my idea as sane last night, but I stick with what I said. We need to save Kealato-" " I thought your idea was as sane as me!" Ben exclaimed. " Yeah," Zach said, " but you're insane, Ben." Now everyone but Ben and Joe laughed. The two walked from the team in rage. " You know what, Ben," Joe started dangerously, " They hate us. They do. Be strong as we want, they'll always hate our way of life, our attitudes!" The two walked to the deserted beach and started throwing rocks.
" I know what you mean, Joe," Ben said comfortingly. " Huh?" Joe said. " Your idea! Save Kealato!" Ben snapped. Joe then came back to his senses. " Oh- yeah, sorry. I feel like we're not the only one on this beach. I can sense it." Ben stepped back. " Joe, maybe they're right, you are mental-" Joe fell to the ground. Ben ran back up to him. " Joe! Joe! C'mon! Get up!" Joe felt as if the life was evaporating out of him. The world became a blur. He was in dead shock.
Joe opened his eyes then looked around. He seemed to be in an ice cavern, left by a glacier. He doubled around, taking in all his surroundings. The walls were covered in ice, the floor was shimmering. He looked around once more, trying to find out why he was there. He saw nothing but a path leading deeper into the cavern. He wondered what could be in it. He walked on.
What he saw amazed him. The ice glistened on the walls, making light travel as far as the eye could see. And that's how long the tunnel was. In the distance, Joe saw some sort of a stand. Whatever it was, it looked important. " I can't imagine being a Flamist in here," Joe said as he walked toward the stand. As he got closer he realized what it was. It was a healing staff- the same weapon Joe used. " This must be a legendary weapon..." Joe muttered, " But I wish, for Chris' sake, that I would've found the Dukito spear... oh, would he be happy. But he wondered what it was called. By now he was right next to it.
He looked around. Then he noticed a sign that said ' Lekineo Staff'. " Ha ha ha. Look, I'm laughing now, see?" Joe snapped sarcastically. He reached for the staff, then took his hand back in fear. Two reasons he did that- one, in most movies he had seen, as soon as a hero found what he was looking for in a rocky cavern, the cavern started caving in. Wouldn't those rules apply for an icy cavern? And reason two was that it could be cursed to kill whoever touched it.
Too late. A crack formed in the ground. Screams of what seemed to be people came from it. Joe picked up the staff. The cavern rumbled. Two icy golems came bursting out of the hole. Joe looked at his staff. Besides the grip, it had a blade coving the whole base. Joe swung it at the golems. It only bounced off. Joe started running toward the back wall, near the stand. The golems went forward to Joe. They stared at him. Again, they had blue eyes. Joe tried running around them, but no use. He was trapped like a rat. That reminded Joe- this had happened before. In his battle agenst the giant rat. Then the beast went for the kill.
But it never happened. Joe closed his eyes tight, and when he opened them, he saw the beach again. He felt the warm breeze, and he saw his friends, all yelling for him to get up. " Guys- I have to tell you something-" They all looked at him. But not because of what he had to say. " Joe- cold and clammy doesn't cut it this time," Taylor said. Joe looked at his hands. Drops of sweat were frozen to the spot. His skin was clammy. He felt his face and found it the same as his hands. " I should be clammy- I was just in shock- but, this is weird... like it was real..." Everyone yet again looked at Joe. " This," he started, " is what I've been trying to tell you."
Joebushy- I think you should like this chapter enough. It is a bit shorter, yes, but it is jam-packed. Oh, and if you like this, read two other stories- Rain by Searo or A Tale of Many an Adventurer by chunkypuff3. Thank you, have fun, Because it's not over yet! Please, review. If you have the time, 1 review per chapter.