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I hope you guys will still be my friends and acolytes now that I'm technically your enemy. Mark finished reading the journal and looked up over the pages at Courtney. He was angry and confused, and he felt betrayed. Alone.
Courtney felt much the same way, though she wasn't handling it as well as Mark. While Mark was sitting in silence, she was having a breakdown. She had stopped sobbing for the moment, but she was curled into sort of a ball on the floor, tears clinging to her bottom eyelids, and she was shaking. Her fists were clenched.
"This is all... my... fault!"
A little voice in the back of her head reminded her that Bobby had said explicitly that it wasn't her fault.
"Yes... it... is!" she argued. "This might never have happened if I... if I..."
Courtney lost it there. She began sobbing uncontrollably again.
"Courtney..."
Mark wasn't quite sure to do. He had no experience with girls. And he had always thought that Courtney was too tough to cry.
She looked up at the sound of her name, doing her best to control the sobbing.
It was an awkward situation that they were in. They were sitting in one of the jail cells on the Queen Mary. They had just read a journal from their best friend, the lead Traveler, telling them that he had joined their enemy. And the strong and incredibly tough Courtney Chetwynde was crying.
Mark went over to Courtney and pulled her into an awkward hug.
And she started crying even harder.
"It's going to be all right, Courtney," he said. He was upset, too, and he had no idea if that was true, but he had to be strong for her. No matter what Bobby said, she would still think that it was her fault.
"I... hate... it," she finally managed to get out between sobs. "It... makes... sense."
"What does?"
Courtney took a breath and tried to calm down. Tears kept falling, but at least she had stopped sobbing. "Saint Dane knows how to get to everyone," she muttered. "He got to Nevva. He got to me. He got to you. And now he's gotten to Bobby."
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"Ready, Pendragon?" Saint Dane asked.
"I guess," he answered, not really sure. He had started having second thoughts about this. He had just betrayed all of the Travelers.
But he had already made up his mind. There wasn't any turning back. He doubted the Travelers would want him back after this, anyway. He was the biggest traitor of all time. He was the Traveler equivalent of Benedict Arnold, only worse.
The demon chuckled. "Do not worry, Pendragon. It will be fine. You know what to do."
The ex-lead Traveler got down on the cot and nodded. "I know."
"Be careful, Pendragon," Telleo added, walking into the room. "The Tribunal usually doesn't trust outsiders."
"Telleo?" Bobby asked, confused.
Smiling, Telleo transformed into Nevva, and then winked at him. "I'll be here for you if you need me, Pendragon. After all, I'm on your side, too."
Bobby nodded. Nevva was so methodical, so orderly... she was a good person to have on his side. He laid back down on the cot and closed his eyes.
"Now sleep, Pendragon..." Saint Dane bent over and kissed him on the forhead. "I'll be seeing you soon. And pleasant dreams," he added just before he turned into smoke and drifted out of the cot.
Bobby closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep. And in the morning, he'd wake up... and the second chapter in his life as a Traveler would begin.
- Kuramastrass -
