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On with chapter 8
Chapter 8
A Morning on the Death Ark
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In one the halls was a long table and on it was placed delicious foods both exotic and ordinary. A range of fruits, racks of toast and pots of jam, pitchers of fruit juices freshly squeezed, tea pots filled freshly made tea and coffee steaming away, the smell of bacon and sausages came from the kitchen.
The table was set elegantly for twelve. The high back chair at the top of the table belonged to no other than Gaspard, the lord of the so called Death Ark; on his right hand was in fact his right hand man, Dr Jaming, who at the moment seemed that his only purpose was to constantly annoy Chaos. Across from Jaming, on Gaspard's left hand side was indeed the girl herself, Chaos, the twelve year old had already shown that she was growing to follow in her fathers footsteps by torturing, under order of her father, a slave boy called Sam she had befriended and his little sister Libby, but only a few weeks ago she tragically lost her mother in a freak weather storm, but at the moment was concentrating on eating her breakfast and ignoring the indecent looks she was getting from Jaming.
The figure sat next to her was another Dark Soldier who went by the name of Remus; he seemed of an average size but still well built however he was prone to pick up a book more than a sword, he had sandy blonde hair unlike his daughter's golden blonde, his eyes were a dull blue unlike Lu naire's sparkling blue eyes.
Sat across from him was Atlan; he was much better built and stronger, he sat in strong black armour with highlights silver here and there. His shoulder black hair seemed rather untamed and looked like it needed a cut. They were both proud fathers of their teenage children.
Lu naire sat by the side of her father, Remus, she seemed by a first glance as a very delicate young lady with soft golden hair, sparkling blue eyes and a thin frame which covered in black shirt tied at the waist with a gold sash, but for those who looked closer the black shirt was a training shirt that seemed to fit in all the right places showing off this young and vivacious eighteen year olds well-toned, curvy body, for on her right arm was the black guardian wolf and by her side was her black-sheathed sword. Across from Lu naire was Atlan's mighty son, Kell, at nineteen he had built up an impressive reputation, weapon and body, he yet again had been training with Lu naire, and his white open shirt showed off his gorgeous body that Lu naire had the pleasure of training with. Although they had met for only a few days, they seemed to be falling for each other and keeping it well hidden.
On Lu naire's right hand sat a row of the three Dark Soldiers by the names of Constell, Elco and Caradoc.
Constell was the younger brother of Remus and therefore the uncle of Lu naire, Constell was more head strong than Remus and lead attacks with pure instinct rather than strategy, unfortunately Constell did not read as much as Remus so he usually got himself into some tight jams. Constell was thought of as a womanizer, his wild brown hair, captivating blue eyes, his suave and debonair charm and his slim yet muscular body were some traits that women fell instantly for, usually straight into his bed.
Elco was a very wise, very powerful and strong. He was the eldest of the Dark Soldiers but this grey Soldier, unfortunately had a terrible obsession of enslaving innocent people for his own amusement. He would have them whipped, beaten, attacked and stripped of every shred of dignity they had. He was to be feared.
Caradoc was a rather quiet Soldier at the moment because he was getting over a great loss of his. Caradoc's son, Linus had recently been killed in a battle and all this business with Chaos, Lu naire and Kell had made him very withdrawn, his son would have been sixteen but an arrow had pierced his young heart, a blow that Caradoc had taken as well.
Across each of them sat the other three Dark soldiers, Cathair, Diarmaid and Torloch.
Cathair had a rather sharp tongue and a catty attitude, if he didn't like something you would usually know about it and if he didn't like you, start booking your place in heaven! He was a fierce leader who didn't like to be crossed. He was to be respected as well as feared. He carried a set of ten daggers which he pulled from anywhere under his lightweight armour. He had long black hair and golden orbs for eyes. He was particularly fast on the battlefield.
Diarmaid was a young Soldier only 24 and was referred to as weak because of his small stature; he was just shorter than Lu naire actually. He also seemed quite new to the whole terrorising with huge army and all that, he was quite the gardener and a peacekeeper when it came to arguments between them. He had mousy brown hair neatly combed back and emerald eyes glistened as the light hit them.
Torloch was the elder brother to Atlan; He seemed even stronger than Atlan. He had lead many great campaigns against countless enemies but that didn't matter because they all ended up where they were supposed to be in their graves or down at the heel of Torloch. But for a mighty warrior, he did seem a bit dense. Due to personality issues, Torloch never had children so he assisted in raising his nephew, who he was very proud of; he had passed down his views of slaves to Kell. Some people said that they thought Torloch was made of stone.
Breakfast had begun as soon as Lu naire and Kell had returned from training with the griffin soldiers. Chaos had gone straight to the hall so she would not give Dr Snitch, an excuse to tell her father on her after what had happened last time.
There was an array of lively discussions and argument as the exhausted slaves had appeared with some warmer breakfast like porridge, full fry-ups, pancakes and hot chocolate. The slaves that brought them in had to use their full will power not to eat the food before bringing it to their destinations. All they would reach is some bread and water when they returned to the kitchens.
Jokes were being shared at the moment. "Hey listen to this" Torloch spoke "what do you call a slave with half a brain?" A lot of 'I dunno's came from the table until he answered "A Genius" a roar of laughs followed.
An elderly slave approached the table with another pot of coffee because of his age he unfortunately dropped the pot between Atlan, Kell and Torloch the three worst people for a slave to cross and before he knew it, Old Roger had three swords at his neck and with three glints of silver, no head on top of it. Gaspard clicked his fingers for three women slaves and one man to dispose of the body, clean the mess up and bring another pot of coffee.
The slaves seemed very nervous now and tried not to make any mistake however the breakfasters just kept eating, anyone would have lost their appetite by now but not them.
Once the children had finished, Gaspard hurried Jaming to get Chaos studying as Lu naire and Kell left to train even more leaving the Dark Soldiers to talk.
"You two certainly have a temper this morning Atlan and Torloch" Gaspard said quite plainly "I do request to leave my slaves intact"
"If you want more slaves you can have a few of mine, Gaspard" Elco spoke up "A few of mine have become useless to me" the elder probably meant he couldn't beat them much more.
"Well, Atlan, I see that Kell takes a lot after his father the way he dealt with that" Remus spoke up to compliment Atlan's son.
"You're daughter as well Remus, she has grown into a fine young woman" Atlan responded "I trust you have started picking suitors for her, for she belongs on someone's arm"
"Yes, I have and Yes, she does but she is against the idea at the moment" Remus sighed.
"Gaspard, when will you set up suitors for Chaos" Constell asked.
"Oh, not for a few years yet, Constell." He replied. "She's not ready yet, there are a lot of things to improve on before I am sure that a husband will be pleased with her"
"Well, When you have decided, Gaspard, please look to me" Constell was always looking for a new girl to add to his three beautiful wives. "My wives always want a bit more company when I'm gone" he said rather proudly "My head wife is Stephanie, my second is Phoebe and my third is Rachael"
"Yes well Constell you have a fine collection there" Diarmaid said.
As the Soldiers talked using words, above deck Lu naire was using her blade to tell the Griffin Soldiers she meant business. She was so graceful and deadly when she had finished all five of her opponents she returned to where Kell was stood. And replaced her sword back in its sheath. That had been the eighth set of soldiers she had gone up against this morning while Kell had cut down ten sets of six.
Earlier on when they first got up the soldiers were nearly hiding from the two, but then again can you blame them? Kell had a very offensive and direct way of attacking his opponents that usually made them quiver in fear and want to run away but usually Kell had finished his opponents by then away.
Lu naire had a more delicate way of fighting but still fierce. The main thing about Lu naire was how she looked so most of her opponents underestimated her and thought they could easily overpower he but they were dead wrong and usually ended up dead.
Meanwhile in Chaos' room she had already began her daily studying task. 50 books, which was going to take a long time and would be very boring, she wanted to be above deck training with Kell and Lu naire. She had locked the door so no one could get in. Chaos liked her privacy; the only thing that would keep her company was her flowers. She would often talk to them; tell them her hopes and dreams, sometimes her fears and nightmares.
Many of the books she was reading and studying were very boring and dull. She preferred poetry; she loved writing it and admired the many authors who wrote poetry such as William Shakespeare.
Her room was very large and had two beds for some strange reason. She didn't know why the room had two beds but it made the room more spacious. Next door Chaos had her own bathroom; it had a very large bath. In which when Chaos was having a bath, many of the maids and slaves would tend to her every whim, while she bathed in the warm soapy waters.
This was to be a typical morning on the Death Ark.
End of Chapter Guys!
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