Chapter6: Last chance

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It was the morning after the battle in front of camp. The Teruig had taken a massive hit in the last attack. Rath didn't issue invasion, because of their own casualties. Marco, being a Kutolan medic, was operating on Mark the whole night and through sunrise. Soldiers and villagers alike gathered outside the medical tent for news on Mark's health. Marco came out of the tent with blood stains on his gloves and outfit. He removed his gloves and waved everyone away. People walked away fearfully from Marco, afraid of the news of Mark. Marco gave a wave for Rath, Tyrana, Shadow, and Kota to come in. Mark was lying on a bed with a sheet covering his body, except for his head. Marco sat down in a chair and rubbed his head. "He's not going to make it." Everyone mourned quietly while listening to Marco. "When the blades impaled him they cut into his lungs. We used three elixirs on him, but wounds from the Katti swords are known to not heal easily. The swords also cut into his lungs making it hurt to breath, and to spit out blood no less. So we have two choices, we can end his suffering, or we treat him until we find a way to cure him further." Everyone remained silent. Tyrana was now squeezing the hilt of Zantetzugen, as anger built up within her. She ran out of the tent without a word and ran for the edge of the camp.

Lyn sat outside out of the encampment because of what she did. She felt horrible because of what she did to Mark, and didn't want to face the people of the tribe. The gates to the encampment opened and out ran Tyrana. With a scream of rage she slashed at Lyn, who ducked and rolled out of the way. She unsheathed her swords and blocked Tyrana's attacks. Who is this girl? And why does she have Zantetzugen? Lyn effortlessly and quickly dodged and blocked all the attacks. She got into a sword lock with Tyrana that lasted for minutes. "I'm going to kill you for what you did to Mark! We might have to kill him to end his suffering!" Lyn's knees became weak and her heart ached. She jumped back and awaited Tyrana's next attack. "I know who you are and the adventures you had with Mark, but I don't care at all! Even though you two were best friends I don't care! I know you're royalty but I don't care about that either!" She charged forward and slashed at Lyn's neck. Tyrana stopped short all of a sudden as she felt a hand gripping the back of her neck tightly. Behind her Shadow had sprung out of the ground and restrained Tyrana. "What? How did you know I was here?"

"I knew you were going to do something stupid, but not stupid enough to murder! I entered your shadow before you left the tent to keep an eye on you." Lyn was slightly frightened by the horrible looking man behind Tyrana. "Who are you?"

"Shadow the bounty hunter, and this little lady is Mark's apprentice, Tyrana." Lyn looked down at the ground with a sad look. "Why did you stop her?"

"Huh?"

"Why did you stop Tyrana from killing me?"

"You were brainwashed by the Teruig you don't deserve death."

"Yes I do!" Lyn fell to the ground in tears. "I can't forgive myself for hurting Mark. I can't forgive myself for letting my guard down, and I can't forgive myself for being tricked!"

"Tricked?" said Shadow as he let go of Tyrana. Lyn looked up at the two and pulled her knees up to her chest. "Tarmag tricked me into wearing the headband. I'll tell you everything…"

Lyn ran through the halls of the Teruig stronghold rapidly. "Freeze!" said four guards that jumped out from behind a wall. Lyn pulled out the Sol Katti and decapitated them. She sheathed the swords and ran for the throne room. She burst in with both swords drawn. The soldiers in the room attacked her at once. Lyn split into five forms and disappeared. The soldiers frantically looked around for her, but before they could defend themselves they were all sliced in half. Lyn reappeared at the door and sheathed her swords. Lyn walked over the bodies towards the two forms on the other side of the room. One had spiked hair and sat on a throne. The other was a druid that had smoke billowing out of his robes. "I finally found you two! You two are plagues to Elibe." The druid simply laughed at the comment. "Plagues? Oh no, we're more of liberators. We're here to free the people of Elibe from the binds of this government's ideas!" said the one on the throne. "Liberators? You kill innocent people who abide to the law!"

"Exactly. If we become rulers we will make the best idea there is into law!"

"And what is that?"

"Survival of the fittest! When the weak are expelled from this planet, it will be a planet fit for our rule!"

"You're sick and demented!"

"We know, but we love the idea." Lyn charged forward out of anger. The man on the throne simply pushed her away from him. But to Lyn's surprise, it felt like being hit by a tree. "Who the hell are you two?"

"I am Tarmag, and this is my master Alderoffe! Together we will rule this planet!"

"Not under my watch!" Before Lyn could get up Alderoffe stepped forward. "We can give you what you want the most…"

"And what is that?"

"The revival of the Lorca tribe!" Lyn was stunned by what he just said. "How dare you!" Lyn sprang up and grabbed him by his left arm. She tried to suplex him over her shoulder. Instead she heard a pop and saw she had a wooden arm. She turned and saw that his robe had fallen. He had a wooden shoulder socket for the arm Lyn pulled out. His skin was as black as night and he wore no shirt with pants as black as his skin. His face was most disturbing of all. He had completely black eyes with a red vertical slit that appeared to be his pupil. He had no hair and had pointed grinning teeth. Smoke was billowing out from the elbow of his right arm to his finger tips and from his mouth. Lyn saw that there was at least six inches of air in between his feet and the ground. "Do you see this? This is the price of power! To become so inhuman that you aren't anymore! I was afraid to change once, afraid I would be too powerful! But I learned eventually that without power you are nothing." He floated towards Lyn and snatched back his arm. He reconnected the wooden arm to his socket. "The choice is yours. Join us and have your tribe revived, or refuse and die at my hands!" Lyn thought for a minute. "How do I know that you can even revive my tribe?" Alderoffe smiled and signaled Tarmag to give him a staff rapped in cloth. He unfurled the cloth to reveal a staff made of gold. The top of the staff was a dragon's claw holding a diamond the size of a grown man's fist. He grabbed the nearest dead soldier and placed him in front on him. He raised the staff in the air and shouted "Revoffe!" and a blue light shot from the staff hitting the dead body. All his wounds repaired and his body returned to perfect condition. Lyn's eyes widened at the sight of the miracle. But as Alderoffe did this it was clear that he was being weakened. The soldier stood up and looked around. "What happened to me?" Quickly Alderoffe raised the staff again and shouted "Takoffe!" This time a red light shot from the staff. It hit the soldier who immediately dropped to the floor and died, and Alderoffe regained strength as the light drained the soldier's energy. The light stopped and Alderoffe was standing tall again. "That was the power of just one of the seven mythical weapons. But as you can see the staff of life requires the life of another to bring back another. A small price to pay to have the people you love come back." Lyn now was biting her lip over the decision. Alderoffe put hi robe back on. "So join us and have your tribe back, or refuse and join my collection." Alderoffe gripped a rope and pulled. A curtain opened and what was behind it horrified Lyn. Five silver statues stood up on podiums. One was Hawkeye who had his axe up to defend himself. Next was Louise who had her bow out about to fire an arrow. The next was one statue but two figures. Jaffar was holding Nino close to him as if to protect her. The next was Karel who was wildly slashing his sword around him. Last was a man with two hand held scythes in his hands. His hair was black and covered his eyes. He was wearing Sacaen assassin clothes and had a fierce look on his face. "It's amazing, I captured that one when he was fourteen, but he still grows. Imagine a world where you stay completely still but still grow old and change. Yet another example of the power of the seven mythical weapons." Lyn thought more over the sight. "I'll leave you two alone." Alderoffe spun in place and disappeared. Tarmag stood up and took out a headband from his cloak pocket. "Take it and put it on if you accept." Lyn looked at the statue and back at the headband. She raised her hand hesitantly and took the headband.

"Then what happened Lyn?"

"I put on the headband then the next thing I knew I saw Mark impaled with the Katti swords." Tyrana felt bad that she tried to kill her. "I see why you fell for that, my tribe was destroyed like yours. I'm sorry I tried to kill you."

"It doesn't matter now…" Lyn unsheathed the Sol Katti put it against her neck and closed her eyes. "Wait! What are you doing?"

"If Mark ever gets better please tell him I'm sorry…"

"Lyn wait!" Lyn tried to slash her throat but couldn't move her arms. She opened her eyes and saw Mark holding the sword back. "Mark…?" Mark through the sword out of her hand fell to his knees and embraced her. "Don't do anything that stupid again Lyn!" Lyn Couldn't hold back her tears anymore and she bawled into his shoulder. Tyrana turned away from the two and looked The others who had just joined them. "Hey Rath you've were on the journey with them right?"

"Of course."

"If I had done that Mark wouldn't ever talk to me again. So how does he forgive Lyn so easily?" Rath didn't answer back immediately. "You are Mark's apprentice and you only see the drunken bar fighter in him."

"Isn't that what he is? What side do you and Lyn see in him?"

"I see a hero and protector… and a drunken bar fighter."

"Then what does Lyn see."

"She has known Mark the longest out of all of us. She gives him speeches about his drinking, they argue, they spar, but yet they are best friends. So I say she sees all the sides of him…" Tyrana looked back at the Mark who had helped Lyn up by now. Mark and Lyn turned towards the team. "Alright guys I heard the story the whole time."

"So what is our objectives sir?" said a battle ready Tyrana. "Lyn is to guide us to the Teruig stronghold that she found. Then we are to split into two teams. The first team is to locate the throne room and secure the statues. The second team is to locate Alderoffe and Tarmag." Shadow then stepped forward. "Mark, Rath shot Tarmag in the head, I doubt he is still alive."

"If you were listening at all Shadow, The staff of life will revive him." Shadow stepped back embarrassed. "We are to retrieve the Silva tome and restore our friends to normal. Any questions?" No one answered. "We are to leave in an hour so gather up all the supplies you need."

"Hold on Mark!"

"Yes Lyn?"

"You aren't going any where in your condition!"

"I've got to lead the team Lyn!"

"I don't care you have to rest!"

"You're not my Mom Lyn!"

"I don't care you're going to rest!"

"Don't yell at me!"

"Don't you yell at me!" At this point Tyrana jumped in. "Don't you yell at Mark!"

"Who are you to tell me not to yell at him? How old are you twelve?"

"What? I'm not! At least I'm not an old grandma!"

"What did you call me?"

"That's right big butt!" Lyn's face turned tomato red. She felt her butt and turned to Mark. "Mark does my butt really look big?" Now Mark's face turned red. Why would she ask me that? "Um…" Mark ran for the camp without answering. Tyrana and Lyn chased after him while yelling things like "You've gotta rest!" and "I can't believe you actually had hang out with this girl!" and other graphic insults and comments. The others simply watched and sighed at the sight.

Firedude: There it is the next chapter in the series remember to send in questions and I need a few more OCs if you catch my drift… stay tuned for the next subchapter: The Decision.