I'm back! And things are getting exciting!

Sorry I took an extra week, I had to update my fic over at the wiki. Those guys have been waiting for a while.

Comments!

Abubble1: Not going to confirm or deny that but I do accept sacrifices, the way you can sacrifice to me is to find as many green pieces of paper with benjamin franklin on them as you can, and then leave them in a bag outside your house. The next morning, they'll magically be gone. *Looks at the three chapters I've written of my novel.* Yes, it's practically finished.

Loveurfic(1): I'm sorry that your family is annoying. What I recommend is to buy a pet bear. It really does wonders, and no one ever bothers you again. Don't worry, I'll never discontinue this fic.

Loveurfic(2): I'm writing, I'm writing. Just a quick note that I do usually take a little bit to write my chapters, simply because I try to make them the best quality possible.

Loveurfic(3): See above comment.

A very obsessed fangirl: Very shocking indeed. Who could've predicted this completely unexpected turn of events.

MarellaIsTheBest: If what you call "big" counts as a major plot development, you might be in trouble.

Now, on with the story!


Twenty-Nine

Sophie walked along the side of the chasm, with nobody but herself and her subconscious, which seemed to have been formed from her arguing heart and brain. As this new information entered her head, she wasn't even surprised. Just numb.

She continued walking, all alone.

As it will always be.

Anyone she got close to always got hurt. Everyone. It was like she was cursed.

You're not cursed, just a victim of fate's cruel hand. Nothing you can do will change that.

That wasn't true, though, was it? This was all because of the Neverseen.

You know that's not true. You originally provoked them. If you hadn't tried to stop them, and tried to live a normal life, none of this would have happened. Either way, you'd always be different from everyone else. You're technically not an elf. You're a whole new species.

She had never really thought about this before. But did it really matter?

In so many ways. May I pull up the repressed memory of what various animals Mr. Forkle used to make you that you stumbled upon a list of one day? Walrus,-

Sophie stopped for a second, not wanting to remember to horror of discovering that she was technically part blobfish.

Don't forget the sea cucumber.

If Sophie could somehow sucker-punch her subconscious, she would right there and then.

So may I ask, what do you exactly plan to do with the Neverseen?

Well, she would do what they had originally gone over, at the meeting. Take them down.

But do you think you can?

Of course she could. Why wouldn't she be able to?

Her subconscious remained silent, which either had given up, or was letting her ponder the answer to her question.

It's the latter.

Sophie cursed. Loudly.

She sheepishly looked around to see if anyone heard her, but again, there was no one else. Absolutely nobody.


How long would it be until she made it there? It couldn't be too much farther, right? Sophie took out the map, but stopped herself before she looked at it. If she found out that she had to walk even farther, she would probably go insane.

A bat flew by, squeaking loudly. Which was strange, due to the fact that the only species of bat that lived down here was one that shot its own feces at you in midair, and had giant claws which it used to maul any unfortunate cave explorers it came across, and this bat looked like it did neither. It just looked like a regular bat, a regular bat that was currently flying towards her face.

Sophie ducked just as the bat reached her, and it overshot her, flying away from her at a rapid pace.

That was weird.

It was indeed pretty strange. But maybe it was a sign that something was finally up ahead.


Forging on, Sophie kept walking along the small path, trying her best not to fall into the void. Suddenly, she saw something even stranger than the bat. Red light, just like Jensi had described, flowing and pulsing in streams, like it was alive. Sophie tentatively approached it, her guard up, ready to attack. As she neared the strange light, she heard chanting. And the chant was just one word, repeated over and over again.

Caravel.

Caravel.

Caravel.

Caravel.

The chant was also being transmitted telepathically at the same time, so it resonated with her mentally and physically. As she got even closer, the chant grew louder, and louder, and even louder until it felt like it was being seared into her brain.

Caravel.

Caravel.

She turned around the corner to see a figure wearing a dark red cloak, with Elvin runes inscribed on it, and a whirling sphere of red light surrounding the figure. The chanting grew in speed, and the figure levitated off the ground. Sophie recoiled back in shock. The figure turned around, and faced her, their face obscured by their hood.

"Oh, Sophie, you're finally here. Perfect."

Sophie froze. She knew that voice. But that couldn't be possible. They were supposed to be-

The figure laughed and the sphere of red light pulsed rapidly. "Dead? Oh, I know. But life is full of surprises, isn't it?"

Chains of red light immediately restrained Sophie, and she struggled, but it was no use.

The figure lifted off his hood to show a face Sophie had hoped she would never see again.

"Miss me much, Sophie?" Alvar cackled, his eyes glowing red with power.