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As I followed the strange girl's voice - probably to my death I might add-, I swallowed down all of my thoughts of fear. She can read minds? That's the most lunatictious (my new word by the by) claim ever! But, then again, so is falling into an alien world from above the clouds.
Finally, dim flickering light of a fire, and an opening to a clearing of sorts came into view.
"Thank the Goddess." I murmured to myself as I rubbed my sore legs. We had walked at least six miles to this place, and nobody thought of asking me if I wanted a resting break. The nerve of some people-creatures.
"We're here." Said the voice, followed by another annoying giggle that pierced my eardrums, and sent echoes of the shrieking noise boucing around the forest.
"What now?" I said as I stomped loudly into the clearing. This space was rimmed in a pattern. Five elegant thrones of different styles and porportions made a star shape, and in between each of two thrones was a lit torch, burning a crackling flame.
"Hmm, fancy for a bunch of invisible nothings!" I yelled angrily, "I demand to see who's in charge here!"
I heard faint footsteps to my right, and I could see the silowhette approaching. And it looked massive, burly, and unforgiving. Great, y'know. Just my shitty luck!
When the dark figure entered the torchlight, I stifled a scream. It was so disturbingly creepy, and something that I had never even imagined.
The creature was about seven feet tall, and had the most muscular biceps that I had ever seen. It was black. No, don't call me a racist please. I mean it was literally ink black, all over it's body. Even it's eyes. Because it didn't have eyes. It's face looked like it was cloaked with black fabric, except the skin texture was somewhat gooey, like melted ice cream. So imagine a tall, burly, human shaped figure that is covered from head to toe in black goo, and you can get some-what of an idea of what this thing was.
"Welcome, Pipit." The figure said, moving no mouth. Then I realized he was speaking to me in my head.
What are you? Why did you bring me here? What are you going to do to me? I thought franticly back at him, because I thought he would read my mind.
"You are here because your destiny has decided to take it's course." It responded, "I am a Fresiwecan." He pronounced it like, "Free-Z-We-Can", hmm interesting. A Fresiwecan is a gooey black telepathic creature, that has an annoying as hell laugh - I might add.
"Okay, take me to your leader." No pun intended there guys. I just said it flat out.
"Lady Teewinoa is on her way now. In the mean-time, you will inform me of your means of travel here."
"I will? So when did I say that? You tell me who the hell you Fresiwecans are! And is that little girl one of them too?" I snapped back at him.
"That 'little girl' you speak of is our watcher, she is one of us, one of our tribe and our race. She patrols our borders, and secures our camp from any harm. Kind of like you used to where you came from. Skyloft, is it?" He smoothly stated, and if I could see his mouth past all of his slimy complexion, I knew he would be smirking.
I took a frantic step back from him, a horrific expression pressed onto my face. How in the hell does he know my backround?
"I have watched you since you were very little, Pipit. You are The Golden. I was made soley for the purpose of protecting The Golden. In certain words, I am kind of like your Guardian Angel."
Okay, can I just say, way creepy? Since when did I start getting stalked by glue man? All of my life? Did he watch me constantly, like, even when I was in the shower? Ew, not thinking about that anymore.
"So you are my protector? I don't need-" I began, but was cut off when a beautiful middle-aged woman who could've been a super-model stepped into the clearing.
"The Golden. We have been waiting very patiently for your arrival. Someone else has as well." The woman spoke softly to me, and yes. It was a woman. Like, as in human. Flesh in stead of black goopy crap. So why is she praised by the creatures? Beats me, but she seemed to be the queen of some sort, because Mr. StalkedMeMyWholeLife melted onto one knee in respect.
"Lady Teewinoa, do you believe he is ready?" My Stalker/Protector said.
"Yes, Hiroshi. He's as ready as he will ever be." Lady What's-her-face adressed to 'Hiroshi' like I wasn't even there.
"What? What am I ready for?" I questioned worridly. What the hell are the talking about?
"You are ready, to meet your perfect other half. My daughter, Nix. Or, you might know her as, The Duke."
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Sorry for not updating in a while guys, I was working like crazy on my LoK story, The Avatar Hunter. If you like The Legend of Korra, I really recommend you read it, and also if you like my writing style. I will update this soon. Also, Please review and Subcribe!
