"Azarus," breathed Bobby. "What do you want with me?" Saint Azarus laughed.
"Didn't I tell you we would meet again, Bobby? Our destinies are entwined now. You agreed to help me."
"You sick lying cheating bastard!" Bobby yelled. "I never agreed to anything!"
"You're smarter than I thought, Bobby. I just came to tell you one thing. After your friend Loor's funeral, come to Ibara. There, you will be able to find your friends. Will you come?"
"Yes," Bobby said. "I will come."
"Good," Azarus said. "I will see you then." Azarus left the room.
"What the hell is his problem?" Spader yelled as Bobby disappeared into the flume. "Traitor? What's he talking about? I didn't betray anybody! I've got to get to the bottom of this…."
"Vo Spader," came an unfamiliar voice.
"Yes, mate?" Spader replied.
"My name is Saint Raux. I'm here to help you."
"Help me?" Spader said, puzzled. "With what?"
"Walk with me, Spader," the man said as a train rolled through the abandoned train station. The two walked up the stairs and out into the city. Spader took a closer look at the man he was walking with. He was tall, wearing a blood red hooded cloak. A black scarf was tied around his neck, muffling his words and covering his mouth. The red hood covered his brown hair that stuck out in odd places, and oddly familiar cold blue eyes stared at him from under the cloak. Under the cloak he wore black pants, and black shoes. He also wore black shoes. He had an odd resemblance to Edward Elric of Fullmetal Alchemist, except a little scarier.
"Spader," Raux said. "Your friend, Bobby Pendragon is in danger. Saint Dane is back, and he is aware of Bobby's mental state. He's taking advantage of it. He's getting Bobby on his side. Saint Dane is using his usual trickery to get Bobby on his side."
"We need to stop him," Spader said. Raux nodded. "I just have one question, mate. Who are you? I mean how can you be a 'Saint'? I mean Saint Dane is evil, and your Saint Raux…explain."
"Of course," Raux said. "The Saints are an elite group of people from the territory of Ibara. We get together, and solve problems of Halla. Saint Dane was once a normal Saint, but turned evil after the death of a girl name Leeana. The two were engaged to be married, but Leeana died in a tragic accident. After that, Saint Dane turned against everyone and set out to destroy Halla, since Halla had betrayed him."
"So you're a Traveler?" Spader asked.
"Technically, yes, but no." Raux replied. "I never helped destroy Saint Dane. But now maybe that can all change. But we need to find Bobby fast, before Saint Dane does. Do you have any idea where he could be, Spader?"
"Yes," Spader said, remembering all the nasty things Bobby had said to him. "I don't want to help him. He believes that I'm the traitor."
"You need to help him, Spader. He's your closest friend. His life is depending on you."
"Fine," Spader said. "He's on Zadaa, visiting Loor." The two turned the corner back to the abandoned subway station. They walked down the stairs, and as soon as they got to the bottom, they heard a strange noise. A noise that sounded like hungry creatures looking for food.
"What the hell is that?" Spader said.
"I dunno." Raux said. "Let's check it out!" He bent forward and pulled the wood off of the entrance.
What the two of them saw changed their lives forever.
Standing before them were millions of quigs. Their evil yellow eyes glowed in the darkness, and showed the four sharp spikes coming out of their backs.
"Oh my God," Saint Raux said.
"Quigs," Spader said.
"Lock the doors, Spader!"
"Oy, Pendragon what happened on your walk?"
"Quigs, Spader, Quigs."
Once the quigs set eyes on the prey, they began to lunge.
"Spader, go!" Raux said as he was mobbed by quigs. "Go on without me!"
"He wasn't lying…." Spader said, in a deep daze. "He was telling the truth…but what made him change his attitude like that? And is the Travelers journey over yet?"
"SPADER!" Raux called. "Get to Zadaa! Find Bobby! Tell him the story!"
"Raux!" Spader said. He ran over to his friend, and started pulling the quigs off. As they flew, a couple of quigs started to bite onto Spader's legs.
"Ahh!" he cried as blood stained his tan pants from the small punctures. He continued to throw the quigs off of his friend. "I'll help you, Raux." he said.
"Die, fiends!" came a loud voice, followed by several gunshots.
"Spader," Saint Raux said. "What's going on?"
"Not sure, Raux." Spader replied, frantically trying to pull quigs off of him and watch the stranger at the same time. Soon came a few more gunshots, and with a blast of blood, the quigs were off of Raux's body and Spader's legs. There were still quigs left. There were a few louder gunshots, and the subway station was full of the smell of blood, but free of quigs.
"Damn, there were a ton of those things!" came the same voice from earlier. Spader and Raux turned to see a man wearing a torn and tattered red cape and black clothes underneath. He had long black hair and had a red headband on his forehead. He had cold blue eyes and about a thousand guns underneath his cape.
"Who are you?" Raux asked.
"I'm the gun master Cid. Would you care to explain what the hell those creatures were?"
"Those were quigs," Spader answered. "Creatures sent by a demon named Saint Dane to distract the…." Raux clamped his hand to Spader's mouth.
"Excuse us," Raux said. He pulled Spader over to the corner of the subway station. "Are you STUPID?" he yelled as quietly as he could without whispering.
"What'd I do?" Spader said.
"Were you planning on telling him the whole story of the Travelers?" Raux asked.
"Oh, yeah…..sorry, Raux."
"Well we're gonna have to tell him the whole story now. Unless you want to try Traveler persuasion…"
"Lets tell him. I think he deserves to be told. After all, he saved our butts from those quigs."
"Fine," Raux agreed. "Let's tell him."
Sorry it's so short! Sorry that there was so much talking….I promise that next time there will be suspense, and violence and a plot twist! ….I think. Not sure yet, but plan on a plot twist.
I will not post the next part until I have at least 5 reviews. I don't care if they're anonymous or criticize or anything so yeah. More of Bobby's story next chapter!