Notes: Man…sigh this has been awhile hasn't it?

Readers: YEAH, IT HAS!

Sorry! My bad, but school and graduation has been catching up with all of us, and that leaves me less time then ever to write fanfiction.

But I'm back with Chapter 11 of our favorite story: Shades of Wings! We're already into the Part IIs! How happy am I? Very happy!

Now! Please fasten your seatbelts, cause it's going to be an AWFULLY bumpy ride!

Don't forget! The favorite character contests is still going on! Please send in your votes! The results are as follows:

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Chapter 11: White Wings Part II

It was the morning, and the group had already consented to leave Maester Seymour's manor as soon as possible.

But soon as possible turned out to be not so soon…

"WHERE'S MY SKIRT? ADRIAN, I KNOW YOU TOOK IT!"

"Why would I take your tacky skirt?" Adrian asked Juka, throwing her tunic over her black top.

"IT IS NOT TACKY!"

"We're already late!" Tiffa snapped to Juka as she ran around wearing only her pajama pants and indigo top.

"Found it!" Juka laughed, slipping on the skirt. "Let's go! Sorry to hold everyone up!"

"I don't wanna go…" Luna mumbled into her pillow. She still had not woken from the party last night and she was snuggled comfortably under the covers of her guest bed, still in her dress. "I wanna sleep…"

"LUNA! Get up!" Adrian gave her a sharp kick and Luna sprawled out of bed, un-phased and still asleep.

"This is disgraceful," Tiffa shook her head.

"Luna, get up!" Adrian shook her and Luna opened one eye.

"Fine, fine! Man…a girl can't get a wink of beauty sleep around this joint." She got up, waved her finger, and was instantly in her traveling clothes. "Ready."

"I wish I could do that…" Juka said enviously. "Then I'd never lose my skirt."

"C'mon!" Adrian snapped. "Time to get out the guys! We're leaving right away!"

"It is a shame to see you leave so soon Master Briu," Tromell sighed, bowing to the group of guys. Briu smiled at Tromell. "But, I am very happy that you have finally been able to become a guardian, as you planned."

"Where's Seymour, Tromell?" Briu asked.

"I'm afraid Maester Seymour is gone seeing Lord Albatross and his guardian party through the Thunder Plains," Tromell apologized. "He says he was most sorry to see you go."

"Ah, no prob," Briu winked. "Tell him he owes me a drinking contest."

"I shall be sure to do so," Tromell laughed.

"We're here guys," Tiffa announced as the five girls walked down the stairs. "Are we all ready to go?"

"Please tell me that Maester Seymour isn't here…" Adrian grimaced.

"He isn't," Spiler assured her and she gave a huge sigh of relief as she almost skipped down the steps. "Just left with Albatross, Ashnigh's boyfriend and that bitch."

"He's not my boyfriend! And the word "bitch" is crude," Ashnigh reminded him, blushing red. "He's not…"

Adrian flashed Ashnigh another look, but Ashnigh chose to ignore it. Adrian sighed and bowed to Tromell. "Thank you for your hospitality, we shall be leaving very soon for the Moonflow."

"Leaving already?" Tromell asked. "Perhaps you should stay awhile. Guadosalam has many wonderful sightseeing opportunities."

"We're not tourists, we're on a pilgrimage."

"Of course Lady Adrian, it was not my place to intrude," Tromell gave an apologetic bow and Adrian turned to the door.

"C'mon Adrian, let's stay!" Spiler begged.

"Yeah, I'm still warn out from the party!" Juka insisted.

"My feeties hurt," Luna reminded her.

"What would it hurt?" Kevi asked, shrugging. "And shouldn't we visit the Farplane while we're here?"

"I think we should leave."

A voice from the back of the room echoed with a stern call. The group turned their heads to see it was Briu that had spoken. He was looking at his shoes. "I think…we should leave," he repeated.

"Kevi is right," Adrian sighed. "It's only…respectful to visit the Farplane."

"I don't want to go," Briu said, sitting down on the stairs. "I'll stay here with Tromell."

"Master Briu, you cannot hide in Maester Seymour's mansion forever," Tromell reminded him, trying to urge the young man up. "Go out and prove your loyalty to your summoner."

"Is there something we should know about?" Adrian asked sternly, looking at Briu.

"I just don't want to go outside, okay?" Briu asked. "I thought we would just…leave."

"A short trip to the Farplane, then we're out," Ashnigh assured him, walking over to him. "Shouldn't you be happy to be back in your home?"

"I'm not a bit happy…" Briu scowled. "I hate this place."

There was a pause as Briu looked at his shoes, his bangs covering his eyes. "I want to leave and never come back. That's why I became a guardian."

"Well, I don't really care about your sob story of a life," Adrian said, throwing open the doors of the mansion. "We're going to the Farplane and that's final."

And with that, she sauntered out of the mansion and into the main square of Guadosalam. The entire group looked after her, then, slowly, Kevi stepped out, then Ashnigh, then Luna and Spiler, then Tai and Tiffa. Juka was the last to go. She turned around to Briu. "C'mon, Briu. Let's go."

"I'm…coming…" he stood up and walked slowly outside, looking back into the mansion as if it was his final look at heaven.

"See, was that so bad?" Ashnigh teased.

"Not yet," Briu mumbled. "Just wait."

"Hey guys!" a few voice from above their heads picked up. The entire group looked up to see a group of three young Guado men on a tree branch road above them. They ran down, smirking jauntily. "It's Briu!"

"Hey Briu, what's going on?"

Briu didn't respond.

"Nice get-up you got there," one of them stepped closer, only to have Briu step back. "Where'd you get the spear? From a Ronso?" The entire group laughed and Briu blushed a soft pink.

"No, he probably just asked his summoner for one," another one laughed and the others chortled with him.

"Don't you have any respect for Spira's summoners?" Adrian asked, stepping forward in front of the young men.

"O-of course milady," one bowed. "But…we don't know why you would pick a useless Guado like Briu to be in your troupe."

Briu's face scrunched up in anger. "After all, at school he always failed when it came to magic and enchantments. He's nothing like the rest of us Guado."

"Well, I guess that some are just born dumb," another laughed. "With all due respect, it was a poor choice."

"Oh?" Adrian asked. "And a better choice?"

"Anyone but him, that's for sure!"

"I've got an idea," Adrian said, still as stern as ever. "How about all three of you take on Briu here? The winner will get to be my guardian, or, if you wish, exclude Briu from the troupe."

The guys looked at each other and smiled. "Sure thing! Anything to humiliate that freak."

"Adrian!" Tiffa whispered. "Three against one? That's hardly fair!"

"It'll be a sanctioned match of course," Adrian told them. "Fatalities are not an option."

"Fine by us," one of them smirked. "But don't expect us to be in your troupe or anything milady, we're just going to make sure that this idiot knows his place amongst us Guado."

"Oh, believe me…" The group turned their heads to see Briu slowly taking out his long spear. "I've known my place since the day I was born."

"Enough talk!" One snarled. "Time to fight!"

"HYAH!" Briu launched forward, but he was too slow. All three of them moved their hands in an intricate pattern, mumbling words under their breath.

"Perfect Guard!" they said simultaneously and a shining barrier enclosed around them. Briu's spear harmlessly scrapped the side of the shield. He backed off, staring at the three.

"That's cheating!"

"Just because you can't do a speck of magic doesn't mean it's cheating!" One laughed. "FIRA!"

"ARGH!" Briu fell to his knees, scorched by the spell. "Damn…" he snarled.

"BLIZZARA!" Briu ducked out of the way just in time as the spell rifled towards him, sending him half-way across the square.

"Man…" Briu shook his head.

"See! Brute force is useless against our magic!" one insisted. "You can wave your dumb weapon all you want, but you can't touch us!"

"Who says I'm going to flail?" Briu smirked, and in a second, he was gone.

"What the?" One asked, looking around. "Where'd he go?"

"Behind you!" Briu pressed his hand into the back of one of his opponents and yelled, "COPY IMAGE!" A blinding flash of light from a smoke bomb Briu threw was created, and out of the smoke, two identical Guado emerged, coughing.

"What the?" One of the remaining two asked. "What did he do? That's go to be advanced magic!"

"It's no magic!" Juka called from the sidelines. "It's his special ability! No chants involved!"

"No problem!" The other one snarled. "We'll just figure out which one is Briu and clobber him!"

"But how do we find out?" the other one asked.

"It's me you idiots!" One of the identical Guado called.

"No, it's me! He's really Briu!" the other one pointed accusingly.

"How can we tell?" one of the Guado asked again.

"I know!" his companion smirked. "Briu's so useless at magic, let's ask him to cast a spell only the real one would know!" He pointed at the first Guado. "Cast Perfect Guard on yourself! That way we'll know!"

"Great plan," he nodded and waved his hands. "Perfect Guard!" The shield erupted around him and he cast the spell.

"See! The other one's Briu!" the first Guado pointed. "Get him!"

"No, wait, you're making a mistake!" The other identical one called as all three converged on him.

"FIRA!"

"BLIZZARA!"

"THUNDARA!"

Multiple forces hit the Guado, knocking him senseless onto the ground. He was obviously unconscious. "Ha!" one laughed. "That proves it! We win!"

"Think again idiots," the next thing the two knew, they had slashes from a spear on their backs and they were on the floor, bleeding. As they turned around, they found none other then Briu standing over them, smirking triumphantly.

"Wh-what? How'd you do that! We just pummeled you to a pulp!"

"Wrong! You pummeled your teammate to a pulp!" Briu laughed. "Copy Image gives me the abilities and traits of whatever I copy. It was easy to find that spell in that doofus's memory! And now…" he held his spear to one Guado's throat. "I win."

"No way!" the other one said, trying to stand up. "You only won because of that dumb ability! Where did you learn that anyway?"

"From years of training, that's what," Briu growled. "You see, I don't like learning to fight in a stuffy classroom with the rest of you nerds. I went out to the Thunder Plains and destroyed fiends. Finally, I learned that I could channel my Guado energy into copying the traits of the fiends and enemies."

"Y-you mean your Guado energy is what makes that possible?"

"Yeah, kind of ironic, eh?" Briu said, arching his eyebrow. "Now, you lost. Get out of the way. We're heading to the Farplane."

"Ye-yes! Whatever you want!" The two picked up their fallen comrade and quickly ran under the tree branches into the residential part of the city. After they had gone, the group cheered loudly for their victorious Guado.

"I knew you could do it!" Juka cheered.

"Briu, Briu, he's our Guado, if no one can do it…uhh…" Luna stopped and looked at her doll for help with the rhyme. "I dunno! Nothing rhymes with "Guado"!"

"Good job, man," Kevi nodded to Briu and Tai followed suit.

"No one will be bothering you anymore now that you kick major ass!" Spiler said, throwing his arm around Briu.

"Enough of the fun activities," Adrian commanded. "It's time we head to the Farplane."

The End! Hope you all enjoyed it! Especially Brian! Kick butt! Oh yeah! You'd BETTER get some votes after this awesome battle scene!

Sammy-

Next Chapter: Lavender Wings Part II