-THIS CHAPTER DEALS WITH HIGHLY MATURE SUBJECT MATTER, READER DISCRESION IS ADVISED-
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Louise's POV
I gave the Princess the Ruby of Water and Wind... kneeling before her I gave my report... "I gave him the letter... but Wardes took the prince's life in front of my very eyes..."
"I'm afraid I bear the biggest responsibility for all this... I didn't see Wardes for what her truly was..." said Henrietta and I started to cry... "there now, lift up your head... Louise François..." I raised my tear stained face to see tears also pouring down the Princess's face... "Thank you for delivering this final memento and his will..." she hugged me "thank you very much... Louise..."
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*Execute theme song* (Still Louise's POV by the way)
I exited the palace to find Scorch still waiting for me, sitting in his repaired Warthog, he'd replaced the wheel with an entirely steel wheel and covered it in a material called rubber... to make a set of mismatched wheels... however since he had to jury rig the transmission and wheels he removed the M68 Gauss Cannon from the back so it was just a flatbed, as the new dampers and shock absorbers wouldn't be able to carry the weight as efficiently and slow the Hog down.
He was laying in the driver's seat all causal like with his feet propped up on the dashboard and arms behind his head... his MJOLNIR helmet was on but I guessed his eyes were closed since he didn't notice me approaching him. I tapped his shoulder...
"Hmm?" he mumbled and looked over at me "Oh... so... how did the report go?" I think he noticed my face was red from crying... "Not well?" he guessed.
"Not that... just... emotional..." I said
"Well... get on... we need to head back and tell Headmaster Osmond about the previous events..." I got into the passenger seat of the Warthog and Scorch took off out of town... "You know..." continued Scorch "I've lost many men before... but I had to carry on without them... how else to ensure their lives and deaths were not in vain? Prince Wales may be dead, but his spirit carries on with the survivors... that is you and me... we need to carry on, and make sure his death meant something, make sure he didn't die in vain..."
"Thank you for those words..." I said "But... Wardes..."
"You're upset about him? What, about me killing him?" asked Scorch and I furrowed my brow
"Oh hell no, that bastard had it coming... I should thank you for killing him... it's something I don't know it I would have had the strength and courage to do when the time came..."
"Well then, your welcome... I guess..."
We continued in silence until we reached the academy... "Hey... uh..."
"hmm?"
"Well, it's... it's been a long trip and I... I was wondering if while I was giving my report if you could get me a clean pair of clothing for once I was done..." I asked hesitantly... but to my surprise...
"Sure... I can understand that... it'll be ready for you when you're done... I'll just grab some dirty old stuff then bring it back up once I've finished with it. 'aight?"
"Thanks..." we entered the front gate of the academy and Scorch backed into the specially made stall built into the stables for the Warthog, almost running Montmorency over in the process.
"Hey where'd you learn to ride like that!?" she said
"Sorry, I'm just so used to driving in a warzone that I don't care who's in the way... usually the marines around me are smart enough to just dive out of the way when they see a Spartan at the wheel and forget about it... it's not like I'm intentionally trying to hit you or- " (A/N: The following sentence has been cut out due to the predicted number of people it would offend, or simply have a bad sense of humor...)
"OK, but what would that have anything to do with it?" Monmon asked
"Well... it's just a stereotype from my home... they are supposed to be bad drivers but... well... considering I've almost been run over numerous times by them... well... they aren't ALL bad... just the old ladies in particular."
"Riiiiiight..." Montmorency rolled her eyes and walked away...
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I entered Mr. Osmond's office to find Mr. Osmond and Colbert talking about something, something I'd just missed the details of from the sound of it...
"Oh hello Miss Valliere..."
I didn't respond at first "Do you have a minute" I said to Mr. Osmond... then realized that I had been spoken to "Oh hi Mr. Colbert... um... I came to give you my report..."
"Alright then..." Said Mr. Osmond who then turned to Mr. Colbert "Vacation approved..." he waved his staff and a feather pen flew over and signed the papers in front of Mr. Osmond on his desk... "How long do you think you will be gone?"
"I'm heading to the village of Tarbes and so I should be getting back before the solar eclipse at the latest..." Mr. Colbert bowed "now then if you'll excuse me..." and he turned around and walked past me, out the door, closing it...
"So... Mr. Colbert is taking some time off?" I asked
"He thinks he's found the location of the Legendary Dragon." Replied Mr. Osmond, taking a tug from his pipe, before blowing the smoke out.
"Legendary dragon?"
"Well last time he went off searching for some legendary something he almost got lost in the middle of the ocean! I'm really not expecting that much..." he sighed "Well, never mind that... let's hear that report shall we?"
I clenched my fists due to nervousness... "O-ok..." I said
Once I'd given my full report Mr. Osmond laced his hands together and sighed "Ah... Reconquista... it sounds like this could get rather troublesome..." he looked up at me with a brighter tone "Thank you for all your hard work, why don't you take a vacation?"
"Umm... Lord Osmond?" I said, still with a few questions on my mind, one in particular however... "Have you ever heard anything about... the descendants of the void?" once I'd finished my sentence Mr. Osmond's eyes got a mysterious gleam to them and he raised an eyebrow. "W-well... my memories are a little unclear right now, and I don't remember who called me that... but... I am certain of the term used..."
"The Void is the long lost legendary element of magic..." explained Mr. Osmond.
"Legendary?!" I gasped "well... if it's amazing magic like that... or then again if it's even simple magic... I... um..."
"You don't have to go into details" said Osmond, raising a hand to silence me. "But if all this is really true... then Gandalfr is real..."
"Did you say Gandalfr?"
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After Mr. Osmond had explained what he knew about Gandalfr to me, I returned to my room, and, like Scorch had promised, there was a clean set of clothing on my bed for me, but he wasn't here at the moment... I shrugged and started to change...
"So, Scorch is a legendary familiar?" I muttered to myself "I don't see how that's possible... but..." I heard the door to my room open and Scorch stepped in.
"I'm back... I was just finishing up with your stuff..."
"Ahh!" I yelped and quickly pulled my shirt over my head.
"Hey what's your problem?" he asked
"I told you, it was a long trip and I'm filthy! I was just changing clothes!" I said and then I noticed him roll his eyes...
He put the remaining laundry on my little round table in the center of my room... he looked at my bed. "Ah... I see there is more... I suppose you want that done as well?" he sighed... then the stubborn master in me got the better of me.
"Yes there is and if you so much as want any dinner you'll do it!" I said sharply
He rolled his eyes again. "Whatever..." he said then muttered something under his breath that I didn't hear...
'How can you go back to the way it was like that?' I thought 'I thought we really connected last night...' then a voice snapped me out of my thoughts...
"Hey cheer up a little..."
"huh?" I looked as Scorch
"I mean, loosen up a little would ya, I told you already, people die in this world all the time, don't let shit get in the way of your life, it's best to acknowledge what happened, but move on... if you stay stuck on one negative event your whole life then you're not going to progress anywhere! Understand what I'm sayin'?"
I blushed a bit. "Scorch I-" I heard a snap and felt something drift down my legs, I noticed Scorch had an expression of Oh-My-God, What-The-Fuck-Just-Happened plastered on his face...
"When I said loosen up, I didn't mean it like that!" he exclaimed while all I was doing was processing what was going on... processing... processing... processing... processing... processing... realization...
Once the realization hit me and the high pitched shriek had passed I fully clothed myself and sat down on my bed examining the panties which had slipped down my legs... "This thing is completely shot..."
Scorch leaned in to look as well "huh... your right... that elastic is done for... hmmm..." he put a hand to his chin "I wonder if that's what happened?"
"You were saying?" I glared at him...
"Oh nothing..." he said and I reached for my whip drawer only to find there were no whips... "hey!?"
I heard a snap and dared to glance back towards Scorch... who had all seven of my remaining whips, cracking them all in his hands... "So..." he said "What was that about a whip?" he snapped all of them in half and chucked them out the window... then pulled out a glowing stun baton with a purple electrical aura around it...
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Scorch's POV
Well that had been fun... a few zaps with a stun baton did wonders to Louise's attitude... however she did seem a bit shocked... haha... at what just happened... so I left her room and found that old pot that I'd used at a hot tub one day and leaned against it, with Derf at my side and Cortana on my shoulder...
"Pfft, and after everything we've been through... what a brat!" I thought about when she kissed me... for the second time... "Ugh... she doesn't seem to take the hint that I don't think about her that way... I don't!" I declared
"You don't what?" said a timid voice from behind me, and I turned around and saw Siesta in a white shirt and red skirt, holding a luggage bag of some sort...
"Oh, Siesta! What's with the get up?" I said, which was probably rude, it's just that I was so used to seeing her in a maid's outfit that seeing her in normal civilian's clothing was a little... strange...
She sat down with her back against the giant pot, and I followed her example. "They are letting me have some time off, so I'm going back to my home village for a vacation..."
"Back home huh?" I said "Must be nice... having a home to go back to at least..." I probably did a horrible job on hiding how depressed that statement made me feel... "Wait a minute! Siesta, didn't you say you were from another world?"
"Well... actually, that was my Great, great, great, great, great Grandfather who was from another world, the story was that he flew in from that world in the company of two dragons! Then one of them disappeared while the one he was riding had to land for some reason."
"Two dragons?" I asked "I don't suppose you could..." I thought about the strange blood I'd seen in Mr. Colbert's lab... then it hit me. "Siesta! I need you to take me to your home village! I want to go!"
"O-ok... but... why?"
"This dragon... do you know where it is?"
"It's supposed to be a family heirloom and it's enshrined somewhere nearby... wait, you don't suppose!?"
"Maybe... that's why I want to find out..." I said, and Siesta nodded and took my hand and lead me to the stables. She went to go get a horse but I stopped her and nodded to my Warthog... to which she cocked her head having never seen it until now. I lead her over and helped her into the passenger seat, then got into the driver's seat and started it up... I'd managed to repair it to some extent... but since I had to make the wheels and new drive-train out of makeshift parts and materials I had to removed the turret due to the weight being too much for the new dampers to handle... also I had no glass, so the windshield was punched out... also the front wheels were missing their hubcaps and the rear bumper was missing... the nose had a bunch of scratches on it as well and the left headlight was busted... that just meant that this baby had seen good action! And if she was still going after all that, well, I consider that lucky! Especially since I break almost every vehicle I touch pretty quickly! I laughed as I thought back to a time when I'd almost drove a Revenant over a cliff while trying to avoid a plasma mortar from a Wraith, only for it to ram into a tree next to it and cause the engine to malfunction and overheat, leading to its explosion anyways... good times...
About 30 minutes later we were driving along a riverside, with a forest across said river, and the hills on the opposite side of the road.
"Are you sure this is ok?" Siesta asked
"What do you mean?" I replied
"I mean, you didn't even bother to ask Ms. Valliere..."
"Bah!" I scoffed "The brat can live a day without me!"
"Oh... ok..."
After another ten minutes we'd reached the outskirts of Tarbes, Siesta's home town... I stopped the Warthog at the top of the hill overlooking the village... I sat in the Hog reminiscing for a moment...
"It's pretty..." I said "quaint even... reminds me of Harvest in a way..."
"Harvest?" she asked and glanced at me from the passenger's seat... then looked away from me sheepishly... I guess she remembered the picture I'd shown her the first day I'd met her, of a Harvest both before and after glassing. Then she perked back up with a smile, her hair floofed a little as well... "Hey why don't you come down with me to see my folks? I'd like to introduce you to them."
"Sure, I don't see why not..." I flipped through my Tacpad and switched to my grey fatigues.*
I drove the Hog down, and to where Siesta directed me to... her home apparently... it wasn't the biggest or nicest to look at... but it had the basics covered... merely a small one story house with a thatched roof and simple stone walls and a wooden door with the basic four pane windows, with the pane separators hewn from light wood. Siesta led me in and her father was standing in the center of the room, he didn't notice us until Siesta coughed lightly. "Father!" she said
"Hmm?" The man turned around, he had short but flat black hair and the same colored eyes as Siesta, he wore a tan shirt with a brown vest overtop with brown leggings. All of it was made from either wool, cloth or leather... nothing fancy about this guy, his beard was also a little ragged, like he hadn't shaved in a while...
"Ah, Siesta!" he said and hugged his daughter "So nice to see you again after all this time away!"
"Father! I'm so happy to see you again! How's everyone else?" Siesta asked, returning the hug.
I was busy looking around the house from behind Siesta... it was pretty typical I guess... it had about maybe four or five rooms, all of small size, the main room was all I could see and it was basically a combination of a kitchen, dining room and living room, with a table near the fireplace at one end, with the cooking supplies and utensils and tools at the other end... next to what I assumed was a basin for hand washing dishes was an open door leading out to a farmer's field...
"Well the others are all out in the field working... I only came in to look for my damned keys to the shed out back..." he said, then noticed me "Ah, and I see you brought a man with you."
"Excuse me, sir?" I asked and raised an eyebrow
He walked a circle around me while scratching his beard. "He's got an amazing build Siesta... and his manners seem like those affiliated with nobles..." he laughed kind heartedly "Siesta you've found a wonderful guy! I'm sure you'll bear many children!"
My face turned plasma red as I realized what he was talking about "W-w-what!?" I gulped
Siesta too had a beet red face... "F-father! He's just a friend!" she exclaimed, looking like she wanted to pass out.
"Y-yes sir... I... I... I think I'll step outside for the moment..." I stepped outside and I'm pretty sure that anyone in the village could hear the "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ALL ABOUT!?" that came out my mouth... then I walked back in all casual like as if nothing happened...
"Did you hear something?" I asked and Siesta and her father just looked at me with raised eyebrows...
"A-anyways, father..." said Siesta, "This is Alexander, he's a friend from the academy... no he's not a noble... but, he says he has a similar back story as to Great, great, great, great, great Grandfather! And would like to see the dragon that he supposedly rode in on..."
"Hmmm..." Siesta's father scratched his beard again "Well, I'd love to help, but I'm afraid I don't even know where it is... there is hint in the old map in the shed, but I don't know where the keys are..."
I glanced thought for a moment, before secretly searching through my Tacpad and finding an experimental armor ability labeled Promethean Vision and turned it on... I saw a small green glowing item in a nearby hay stack next to the main fireplace... I ruffled through the haystack and pulled out something, I turned off P. Vision and held it up... it was a key alright... "Would this be it?" I asked
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Siesta's POV
So we'd entered the shed, found the old map and headed towards the forest to start our search... I unrolled the map and began looking for the location of this robe of the dragon...
"Ok, so we are supposed to be here... yeah?" Alexander asked and pointed to a small hut on the map which marked Tarbes.
"Well, more like near there... maybe here..." I pointed out
"Alright... I still can't believe you're from one of the Earth Systems... the Sol system to be exact I recognize this writing as maybe twenty or twenty-first century dialogue... maybe I'll figure out what country you originated from when we find this robe?" He replied
"Actually I recognized that" said Cortana, his, as he explained, suit's AI, whatever that was... "Anyways, I need to charge so I'm shutting down for an hour... wake me when you need me..."
"It would be nice to figure out my background... you said there were many countries on earth?" We'd talked about some of the worlds and systems from the place that Alexander had originated from, but he'd never quite gone into detail about The Homeworld as he put it.
"Tons! I believe there still is... Canada, Japan, United Kingdom, Germany, Australia, Spain, Italy, France, Belgium, Greece, China, Russia, U.S.A or United States, Panama, Brazil, Mexico, Vietnam, Egypt, Malaysia, Korea, Philippines and more!"
"Wow, that sounds amazing! I'd like to go there someday..."
"I think you'd enjoy it, now that there is no war there."
"Well to be honest, Mr. Alexander... I already enjoy it here!" I bet I blushed when I said that.
"Please, Siesta, I told you to stop adding the Mister title to my name, makes me feel more important then I really am... flattering... but not necessary, we're equals Siesta!"
"O-ok... Alexander..." I stuttered
"There see? Wasn't that easy?"
"Yeah..." Oh... Mist- I mean Alexander was so nice to me... I could tell he'd had feelings for Madam Louise but he'd denied it saying I love her, like I love a really annoying cousin... and I hope it becomes nothing more than that... however there was a doubt in my heart, a doubt that made we think 'if I could get to him first... not only would that improve my chances... then at least I had the boasting rights...' I guess that's a crude way to think about it... I mean... I love him, but I don't know how to go about saying that... I wondered if I should wait till later... but then again... there was no one around, no Miss Louise... that was the main part of it all. I hesitated...
"Well, c'mon, I want to get moving before the day is over, haha" he started to stand up, but I decided now was the time to move in. Before he got up I leapt onto him and kissed him.
He backed up, pulling his face away from mine "Siesta what are you doing?!" he demanded.
"I-I can't help it... I... I need this... I... I" Was now a good time to go for it? Luckily I didn't have to finish, as Alex came back for more. Our lips met once again and I was loving every second of it... he was strong... as I'd seen when we shared a bath together a few nights ago. I don't know how I managed the strength, or if he was just playing weak, but I managed to push him down so that I lay on top of him.
(A/N: Skipping ahead because I think lemons are overkill now...)
Scorch's POV
"Sooooo..." I said, after the previous events... "Um... shall we carry on? With what we were doing that is... and by that I mean looking for the dragon?"
Siesta, who still had a hard blush on her face grinned "Yup!" she chirped and we started to walk in the direction of the cave on the map when...
"RAWR!" a giant red lizard leapt out of a nearby bush and I pulled out my magnum as Siesta jumped behind me... then I heard a cruel snicker... and looked ahead of the salamander...
"Kirche!" I said "Wait..."
"All I saw was you two getting dressed... before that... I can assume..." she said
"Wait... if your here than the others..."
"They aren't here yet... only I know..." then I looked up and saw Tabitha and her Dragon, Sylphid... the ground started to shake and I looked down and the ground burst open revealing a...
"A mole?" I asked "Oh... I get it..." I looked behind the mole and saw Guiche leaning against a tree...
"Hey there!" he said
"Ok guys WHY... or rather... for WHAT..." I sighed
Kirche pushed up against me, squeezing her breasts against me... "Oh that's easy... we're on a treasure hunt!"
"A WHAT!?" I exclaimed
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"You know I came here on a serious matter, I'm not here to play around..." I said as we stood around the entrance to a cave on the top of a cliff overlooking the road to Tarbes.
"On the contrary..." started Kirche
"Shut up!" I interjected and glared at her, raising my head from the map I was looking at.
"Well I didn't either, I came here, on a noble quest, to seek treasure so that Montmorency will think better of me!" said Guiche
"That doesn't sound very noble to me..." said Kirche
"Haha! That's what you think!" replied Guiche "In Albion I couldn't do anything, it was hopeless!" then me, Kirche and Siesta sighed... Albion... I'd wondered what happened to them after that...
"Anyways... onwards!" I declared and pulled out my MA5B, turning the flashlights for both the gun and my helmet on. "I'll take point..." we entered the cave and walked forth in silence for what seemed like an hour...
"Ugh... how much further do we have to go?" complained Kirche "Are we even sure we are going in the right direction?"
"Well..." said Siesta "I'm not sure exactly, no one ever comes here, not even the villagers, they say it's got a lair of orcs in it as well..." the way she said it so casually racked my nerves a bit...
"You might have said that before we came here..." muttered Kirche...
We continued on a little longer before I held up a hand... "I think I heard something..." everyone stopped...
"Someone is here..." said Tabitha...
"What do you mean someone" asked Kirche
"Someone who isn't us..." replied Tabitha and I wanted to slap her for giving such a smart-assed answer, but part of me wanted to pat the girl on the back... I didn't think she even had a sense of humor to begin with... or emotions for that matter...
I heard footsteps, whoever it was, was behind us... I pivoted and aimed my flashlights towards the sound... "Who's there!?" I yelled and aimed my rifle.
I stepped towards the source of the sound and heard a crack from above and I jumped back as a falling stalagmite impacted the ground in front of me.
"That was just a warning!" Said a voice "Your nothing but thieves who are trying to steal a valuable relic!"
"Wait that voice..." said Kirche... I aimed my flashlight towards the sound, this time getting a glimpse of the speaker...
"Mr. Colbet!?" We all exclaimed
Mr. Colbert stepped out followed by a pink haired, short girl... "Louise?" I said "What are you doing here?"
She ignored my while Colbert continued talking "I came here looking for the ruins of the dragon... but... I didn't expect to see you guys here..."
"So... we're all looking for the same thing?" asked Kirche.
"W-what are you talking about?" he asked and I showed him the map.
"Ahhhh..." his eyes widened at the revelation "So..." he turned to Siesta "Do you really have the blood of another world?" Siesta nodded "To think that such a valuable piece of research material was hidden right here under my nose! Argh! What was I thinking?"
"But it's just a legend, I don't know if it even exists!" said Siesta... meanwhile Louise had pulled me aside...
"Just so you know, I'm only here to help my teacher! It's not like I'm following you or anything!" she exclaimed
"Good why would I want a thing like that anyways?" I mocked
"You know..." stared Derf "Lover's quarrels are nice and all..."
"IT'S NOT A LOVER'S QUARREL!" barked Louise
"But their gonna leave without us..." finished Cortana and pointed to the other who were walking away... we both ran and caught up with them... soon a light appeared at the end of the cave and we emerged into a small boxed in forested canyon.
"This place is amazing!" said Kirche as we walked throughout the trees, with rays of sunlight shining through the tree tops...
"Yes!" cried Guiche "Just the kind of place for hidden treasure!"
"So where is it?" she asked.
We were following Mr. Colbert at this point and he held his hand up to stop us. "Well according to the map it should be..." he paused for a moment before scanning the surrounding area. "Ah there it is!" he pointed off into the distance, and if you looked hard enough, you could see the outline of a structure...
We cut through the dense foliage with me in front, I used Derf to cut away any large bushes that were in our way in order to trailblaze through the forest quicker. Then after ten minutes of hacking away at the rough terrain we reached the building... it was s large shed of some sort, looked kinda like an old barn in a way, with moss growing down the side of it... we approached the building's large main door... there was a fancy looking padlock on it... it was covered by bulletproof glass...
"Well this shouldn't be a problem... we should be able to use magic to open this..." said Colbert who then cast a spell to open the door... it then deflected off the bulletproof glass... "W-what?"
"Six!" said Cortana "That looks like a hand scanner next to the lock... make contact with it an I bet I can get us in..."
"Right" I nodded and touched the hand scanner...
"Child's play!" said Cortana and the bulletproof glass cover popped open.
"Subject identified, please insert key..." said an automated voice
"No need..." said Colbert who then began to re-channel the unlock spell... I noticed Tabitha had wandered off and was looking at a stone near the barn... I ran over.
"Hey Tabitha, what is tha-" I stopped mid-sentence... I noticed Louise and Siesta come up behind me...
"What is that?" Louise asked...
It was a gravestone... I wiped the moss and dirt off the words, spelt in the English language.
"Lieutenant Mike Connors, shot down 32 drones in 2025 over L.A... rest here in another world..." I said...
"You can read that?" Louise asked in shock.
"It's English..." explained "It's the primary language of the UNSC..."
"What are you saying!?"
"Hey it's open! WOW!" I heard Mr. Colbert exclaim... I left the grave stone and walked into the barn... and was shocked at what I saw... all eyes were on me as I walked up to the triangular flying metal beast...
"I don't believe it..." I said. This thing... it had a perfect triangular figure, it's nose end was pointed so it could cut through air easily... with thrusters on the underside and back end of the flyer... rocket pods and missiles lined the wings and lay inside the body of the fighter... with three rotary cannons, one on the nose and two on the wings... I placed my hand on the wing... "It is..." I muttered "It's an FA38 STOVL Sonic fighter!" this plane was similar to a Harrier fighter... which was a VTOL fighter jet (VTOL = Vertical TakeOff and Landing)**
Colbert walked up to the plane and touched the ladder which allowed one to climb up into the cockpit. "it's under a magician's spell so it'll stay stable!" he exclaimed and I wanted to facepalm.
Siesta walked up to me... "You know, Siesta... I knew when I first met you there was something different about you..." I said "When I looked at you it brought a feeling of nostalgia to me... you see... your accent and eyes... along with your hair... it's your American and Japanese blood! The accent sounds very American while your hair and eyes are those of Asian descent. I'd guess one of your grand parents was American while the other was Japanese or something similar... I think your grandfather was mostly American however due to his name..." Mind you American meant either USA or Canadian... or Greenlandish but I doubted she was a Greenlander or Mexican from her looks... "Which means your grandfather and I, we came from the same world!"
"Alexander!" Exclaimed Mr. Colbert "I'm not positive but you might be able to return to your world with this!" the news hit me like a tsunami... and I looked at him with my jaw loose... "Both of these robes appeared at the same time during the solar eclipse... and the second one passed right back through... that is why didn't this one do the same thing?" he pondered for a moment "ah yes! His timing must have been off by a little bit, that's all."
"What are you saying?" I asked
"The eclipse might act like a portal between robes! If the other one left by those means then why couldn't this one which failed to return do the same... the solar eclipse must have ended just as he was about to leave... that means that if you fly this robe into the solar eclipse you just might be able to return to your alternate world!"
I was shocked at this news to say the least... I could... might... be able to go home... but I had my doubts... what would I do when I returned? Would I go back to fighting like I had done in the past... with the war between the Covenant over, was I even needed as a soldier? My time here had taught me how to be more social and mesh better in civilian life, even if it was only marginally... and everything I'd learned here wouldn't apply to life in my world... or allot of it wouldn't anyways... I looked over at Lousie who was processing this information with a saddened expression stuck to her face...
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We were back at the academy with the FA38 in the middle of one of the courtyards... students all surrounded the plane to have a look at the legendary robe of the dragon as they all called it...
"Thank you for becoming caretaker of the robe and for transporting it all the way here from Tarbes..." said Colbert to Osmond...
"No problem, I'm sure I can secure rights from the palace to keep it here at the institute for valuable research material..." replied Osmond... I walked away from their conversation... and glanced back remembering the foul smelling flask of dark liquid I'd seen in Colbert's lab...
"Hey Mr. Colbert!" I called and lead him back to his lab and showed him the bottle "If you can make more of this stuff... then I can probably find a way to get the plane off the ground!"
"Ah so I wasn't wrong when I said it was the blood of the dragon!"
"No, it's not blood, its Jet engine fuel..." I explained...
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Louise's POV
"Scorch... Scorch is going away..." murmured to myself as I walked away from the robe and towards the Dormitory tower... I then noticed a horse ridding up to me, but I didn't bother to look up to see who it was..."
"Louise!" called the rider, who's voice I recognized as Guiche's "We... we have a crisis!"
"I don't want to hear it..." I said solemnly...
"No it's really important!"
"Fine, go ahead, what is it this time? Another rumor about a cute girl!?" I exclaimed
"No, it's Albion!"
"Albion!?" my anger left me and was replaced by concern.
"Albion has renamed itself to the New State of Reconquista!"
"WHAT!?"
"And they just declared war on Tristain!"
"W-what!?" I yelped "War!? Did you say war!?"
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And so Season one is about to come to a close... with the next chapter being the final one in the season... which... might I add... is already finished! Quick work huh? Well, either way... your gonna all have to wait until after the weekend for me to upload the finale... mwahahaha... I'm so evil :P
Not to mention this is the longest chapter yet... (I know I keep saying that, but I can't help it if it's true!) with nearly 7,500 words! Anyways... Fave and Follow if you enjoyed and want to stay in the know of updates! Review as well please, and let me know what you did, or didn't like, constructive criticism is also welcomed! Remember all of the above helps me stay motivated on writing fics like these! (Especially with the end of the season coming up and the possibility of me putting it on hiatus for a while lingering on the edge of my mind...)
As per usual, I'll WTYL guys! :D Peace out!
PS: The next chapter isn't going to be nearly as long as this one... maybe about 5,000 words...
*(A/N: If you know what the UNSC marine's outfit without any armor plating, the leather necked ones, from HALO:CE, look like, then you know what I'm talking about, it's just really hard to explain)
**(A/N: The FA38 is actually the fighter used in Call of Duty Black Ops II during the Corteis Die [Pronounced: Court-as dee-ah] mission when you take over the fighter from Anderson, I wanted a futuristic fighter jet and I was at odds with using either a Harrier or this, but I thought this one looked cooler so I went with this one :3)