A Tale of Many an Adventurer- Joe's Story
Chapter 18
Joebushy-Please read, beg Chunkypuff3 to write his story, review, beg Chunkypuff3, and enjoy (remember to beg Chunkypuff3)
" Time!" Yelled John. The shadow counterparts of Joe's team froze. " Now, go and attack!" Christopher, Brad, and Kevin all ran into battle. It was a good strategy. Because the shadows were frozen in time, they could not dissapear as they got weaker. They couldn't even attack. The Shadows were doomed.Christopher slashed down on them with his warriors axe. Kevin used his exploding potion on some to turn them into purple ashes. Brad shot the remaining with his nomad arrows. "Timean! " yelled John. The shadows awoke from their daze and realized what had happened. They all started falling simultaneously. They were gone, hopefully for good.
Joe walked over to John, who stood below him (being shorter). " Is that really you?" Joe asked.
" Do you know anyone else who looks like me or answers to John?"
Joe looked up sarcastically, not noticing what lay above him. " Well there was this one guy in Georgia," He said. John chuckeled.
"Now what to do..." John said.
No one said anything. Amit randomly looked around. " Well," he said, " We could see what's causing that purple mist cloud from forming above us." Everyone there looked up, and surely what they saw was purple mist. It started sliding down. Faster and faster it came from the ceiling.
" Let's run," Keving said. The teams quickly started running to the exit of the cave. When the fire cave came into sight, they began to run through it. Or at least to almost the end. When they saw the exit and the purple mist that blocked it they realized they were trapped. There was only one way out.
" Let's go up," Christopher suggested.
Zach dissagread." No, we cant. The mist will catch us."
" Then what do you suggjust?" Zach indicated his idea by looking down.
" No," Brad said. " There's no way that we won't get damaged."
" Well," Joe said, looking at the two Elemental heroes and the dark and light warriors. " Technically, there is."
" He... Heal..." Joe commanded from his place on the ground. His energy was almost immediately restored. He got to his feat and thought back. What had happened that we're all on the ground? Oh, now I remember. Jake used earth and John used Licufy. The boulder fell on the shielders as we fell. What a day this was turning out to be. He only hoped he didn't have a concussion. Or did he hope so?
He turned to look at Mythinea out of curiousity. What he saw almost put him in the same state as all of his grounded friend. The mythical underground city was destroyed. Houses had immense dents and holes on their exteriors. Pillars rose from the ground, accompanied by gaint stairs. The lake was like mud. The devistation was horrible. The next secounds seemed to him to be third person.
" Heal team," he said drearily, raising the Lekino staff. It emitted a green glow before sending forth a shower of green sparks. The projectiles found their places in each member of the team. They were unconcious, but they would be okay. He found himself walking toward John. They needed to talk.
" What happened?" John asked grumpily. He felt fine, as if waking up from a nap. He must of dreamt the fall.
" Wha... what do you think a-hole..." Rauel said in his sleep. He then rolled over and started hugging his sword.
" John, get up." Joe said. John's eyes snapped open. He hadn't dreamt the fall after all.
" Joe, i'm glad you're ok," John said, now getting up and fully back to reality.
Joe nodded. " I'm sorry I can't say the same. We need to talk. I cannot trust you, even if you did save our lives. For all I know, you could be working with the former Naraf." John seemed unoffeneded by that statement. Not a vein pulsed.
" Who's Naraf?" He asked. It had to be John. It was genuine curiousity, if you could use such a light term about such an evil creature. Joe motioned for John to come with him. John followed as instructed. They were going into Mythinea. It would be best to explain everything over some food. They were hungry.
It was eerie to see such a place. Even with the devastation and battle that had just taken place, some tables were still set. But they weren't planning to raid a home. They would go to a market and put money in the register. The first place they found was the fruit shop. It was perfect. The two heroes walked in.
Joe pick out a gaint Pummel berry as John plucked a Kunana of a tropical-like mini tree. The two put a couple dollars into the register and found a booth without rubble and dust scattered upon it- not an easy task. After sitting down at a table in the far corner of the fruit shop, they started talking.
John explained his first encounter with the shadows to Joe. They had been nine days into the trip to Neasmil When the shadows attacked. Purple mist began to block the path of his team, and they fought. John's team had won, of course, but the shadows immediately dissapeard.
" Wait," Joe said, a hint of discovery in his voice. " What did Kevin do right before they dissapeared?"
" He nocked a chunk of... shadow off of it, I guess." John answered. Somthing was going on here. He knew Joe knew something.
" John," Joe exclaimed excitedly, " Number one, you were most likely close to our camp, correct?"
John nodded. " Yes. we passed your camp. We knew you- or anyone else, for that matter- wouldn't leave your stuff unatttended like that days from civilazation. Something had to be up."
Joe looked at him. " But how did you know where to look?"
John smiled. " Someone yelled charge. That's never good."
" Really?" Joe smirked.
" No. But kind of. Brad knew from his Kealato mountain guidebook that there used to be a town around here. It said that the city mysteriously dissapeared, Leaving only a mountain in it's place. Many an adventurer have explored this area. They either didn't find anything or never came back. It was a tough situation, archiologists dissapearing left and right. Finally, the expedion was called off.
"Ancient Kealato mythology states that As a city crumbles, a mountian of the elements will arise. Held in it will be the weapons of legand. What ever that mean."
Joe smiled again. " John, do you see this staff?" He held up the Lekino staff.
John stared at it. " It's just like the one in the book."
" I know," Joe said seriously.
" But, back to how we're here," John said. " When we heard 'charge' from upon the mountain, we realized something was wrong. Because we were interested in the fire and ice caves, we ran to investagate."
Joe began thinking. " And Marshmallow? Where's he?"
John responded with, " At your camp. Anyway, we charged around the mountain to where we thought we heard the voice. We looked up and saw our shadows dissapear. Not good. So, being the good person I am, I used earthan. Just in time, too. We rose and saw Chet and Joseph being pushed off the mountain. I used Presheild. My staff shot out a yellowish sheild and bam- The two were flat, but safe.
" I then made enough consecutive pillars for my team to jump over to the mythineans. We told them directions to Neasmil and how to find food, and they headed out. We were were thanked by Joseph and Chet. And then, when all seamed calm, They told us where you guys were. We ran into the cave and you know the rest from there. Happy now?"
" Yes," Joe replied, " But what do think will happen if Marshmallow sees a couple hundred people march past?"
John began to think. It was almost a tough question. " I don't know. Last time he saw a lot of people, he didn't know where to start." Joe smirked. Things were getting better. He had more allies now. He knew nothing could happen. With his friends beside him, Kealato would be saved- hopefully.
Joebushy- Thank you all for reviewing. I've been seriously working on the 'diologue problem'. Chunkypuff3's aim is z5kaento5z. Hopefully, you can ask him to write more. Otherwise, maybe Someday i'll have to begin work on it. Even if you've already reviewed, please do so again.
P.S.- Im going to get the storyline going again before I work on spelling and grammer.
P.S.(2)- This chapter would of been slightly different had I not run out of disc space. I hope you would rather have Joe and John have their conversation in a shop than by the ' mud lake'.