Hello Everyone! It sure has been a long time! hehehe, I'm so sorry that its been so long since I updated. Forgive me please! D: Anyway good job to those of you who guessed the villan correctly!
In this chapter there is some stuff that isn't true about the legend, so I'm really sorry if anyone gets offended! DX
Disclaimer: I don't own Huntik, I worte this story purely for enjoyment I'm not getting paid or gaining any material substances, like money or gold, for doing this.
Please enjoy this chapter you lovely reviewers, you deserve this!
The almost crescent moon peeked out from its cloud cover, illuminating the streets of Venice and its sparse amount of occupants. One of these was a slender Caucasian male with medium length black hair. Unbeknownst to the man, two others were waiting for him around the corner. Making his way past the corner, his shoulder was grabbed by one of the two men.
"Hey buddy, wha'cha doing here this late?" Shaking off the hand, Sadiki faced his two attackers.
"To be fair, I must warn you; stop this now and I won't hurt you." The smaller, but still heavily ripped man stepped out from the shadows, holding a knife that glistened in the moonlight.
"Ya here that? His warning us to stop, so he doesn't hurt us! What a kind guy, don't cha agree?" Cracking his knuckles the man who grabbed Sadiki first, menacingly advanced toward him. Narrowing his eyes Sadiki outstretched his hand. 'It's too bad I have to use powers, but they have to learn.'
"Raypulse!"
Morning smiled brightly upon the city of Venice. Children and teenagers were each relishing in the free Saturday morning, but none more so than Lok Lambert. Literally bouncing his way back from his dorm to his mentor's house, everything was great to him. Even the fact that someone was stalking him and his friends couldn't put him off his good mood.
Walking up the stairs Lok noted the shadow that skipped across his peripheral vision. Opening the door, he paused to take in the pleasant aroma of breakfast.
Dante Vale was known for the large span of talents he possessed; who knew cooking was one of them?
Lok took off his shoes, and sat down to have a plate of food shoved towards him. He looked up to find Zhalia standing next to him.
"Better eat up fast; we're leaving in five minutes." Lok looked around.
"Where's Sophie?"
"She's going to meet us at the airport." With that Zhalia headed down the hall that had the guest rooms in it.
Hastily picking up his fork, Lok dug in to his food. Chewing the eggs thoughtfully, he allowed himself a review of the previous night...
"What's the mission Guggenheim?" Dante asked casually. Focusing his attention away from Zhalia and Sophie he started to fill the most successful team in on its new mission.
"Well, reports from our allies in the Yucatan Peninsula-"Lok sat down and interrupted Guggenheim.
"Yucatan Peninsula? Where's that?" Sophie sighed.
"It's in Central America, you should know that! Don't you remember anything from Geography Class?" A little annoyed that he had been interrupted Guggenheim cleared his throat. Cringing a little, both soon-to-be seekers apologized.
"Sorry."
"Alright than, as I was saying, our allies in the Yucatan Peninsula have pushed an urgent report to us, about particular events." Dante raised an eyebrow.
"What kind of particular events?"
"Well, large gales of wind have been blowing all throughout the peninsula. The winds aren't strong enough to topple over houses, but they fear it'll get that bad. To give you a head start they have located the place the winds are coming from." Zhalia was first to reply.
"Okay I'll bite, where is the source?" Guggenheim leaned forward.
"The source is somewhere in Chichen Itza." Everyone in the room raised their eyebrows except for Lok, who looked and was mystified.
"I don't get it; wind is everywhere, what's the big deal?" Sophie sighed and turned towards Lok.
"Lok, wind currents always come from the oceans. If wind currents are originating on land there is sure to be a mystical force behind it, like a Titan." Guggenheim nodded.
"That's right; we've got a pretty good idea of what titan it is." Lok tilted his head.
"What is it?" Dante answered for Guggenheim.
"It's probably the Mayan god Kukulcan. I heard that along with teaching the Mayan people how to dance, plant corn, and other essentials for life, he could also control wind." Sophie then added her two-cents.
"Archeologists and other researches have guessed that the major Mesoamerican societies, such as the Toltec, Aztec, and of course Mayan, all worshipped the god Kukulcan in some form or another. Leading me to believe, that it's defiantly been around for a long while, but that it can also that is can shape-shift." Lok paused for a moment.
"So you're saying that Kukulcan is the same thing as the Aztec god Quetzilcolt or whatever?"
"It's pronounced 'Quetzalcoatl' and yes, Kukulcan is the Mayan word for 'feathered snake' so that makes the link between the two different cultures." Grabbing the card that floated out of his Hollow-tone, Dante faced his team.
"Alright everyone we have a mission. Fly to the Yucatan Peninsula and retrieve the titan Kukulcan."...
As if on cue, Dante entered Lok's line of sight, looking completely absorbed in a newspaper. Paying attention only to the article he was reading he sat down next to his young charge. Lok noticed the expression on his mentor's face and swallowed his food.
"What's the matter Dante?" startled a little by Lok's sudden question Dante lowered the newspaper.
"Well, it's this article I'm reading, it didn't make the front page but it is a little troubling." Dante showed Lok the article, which he proceeded to read the title aloud.
"Notorious criminals...beaten and left for police?" Lok looked up at Dante, "Isn't that a good thing?"
"Normally yes, but there is something unusual about it, you see Lok, the criminals are Leon and Francesco Chiaro, they've been suspected of crimes such as muggings, Auto theft, and even a killing of a rival criminal." Lok pondered this for a moment.
"So what? They got what they deserved, probably by someone who was fed up with them." Dante elaborated his point.
"The police think that too, but how they were beaten up makes me think otherwise." Lok tilted his head; signaling Dante to go on, "Circular electrical burns and frostbites, along with the regular bruises and cuts, were found all other their bodies." Lok's eyes widened.
"What?! What kind of weapon can do that?!" Dante's expression turned grim.
"I don't think it was a weapon that made those marks." Lok caught on what Dante was hinting at almost immediately.
"You think that magical powers did that?!"
"I think a seeker with extremely good control over his magical powers made them. It can be easy to get destructive with the powers that most likely caused those injuries, Raypuse and Augurfrost, but the report says that the burns were only used to render the men unconscious, not to cause real lasting damage, the attacker then kicked and punched them. An inexperienced seeker could easily seriously harm or even kill a normal person with these powers."
"So an experienced, dangerous seeker is loose in Venice? Dante nodded. "Well, that is wonderful!" Lok added sarcastically. Suddenly another question made itself known to Lok.
"Do you think this is the same guy that has been stalking us?" Dante stroked his goatee.
"Its very possible, but why? Why would someone who doesn't want to be noticed, do something this violent and suspicious?" Before Lok could answer the clock rang out, announcing to everybody in the house that their departure time had arrived. Halting their conversation Lok went to the kitchen, to put his plate in the dishwasher, and found Cherit washing the dishes.
"Come on Cherit, we're leaving now, get in my backpack." Wiping his hands on a nearby towel Cherit made himself as comfortable as possible inside Lok's pack.
Back in the hallway Lok saw Zhalia and Dante waiting for him by the entrance.
"Come on Lok, we don't want to keep Sophie waiting." Zhalia snorted
"Oh yes, we don't want her royal highnesses' fury on us."
Despite it being a bright morning the apartment he had rented was dark. The black velvet curtains he had put up were excellent at keeping cheery sunlight out of his apartment. The only light was an eerie blue that radiated off his laptop's screen. Said laptop began ringing out in a voice that cut through the silence. It was Sadiki's master.
"Yes master?" The reception Sadiki had at the apartment was appallingly bad at best so he couldn't see his boss clearly.
"Sadiki you didn't update me last night. Have you forgotten the punishment?" His boss's harsh voice cut Sadiki more than he would admit. He let the shame he felt shine through his eyes.
"I apologize sincerely master, I ran into trouble last night-" Bad reception or not Sadiki's master's mood could easy be guessed at.
"You WHAT?!!! Tell me exactly what happened! For your sake, I hope you didn't let Dante Vale and his team catch, or in anyway see you." For once in this meeting Sadiki had good news.
"Oh, no master! It had nothing to do with them. Some thugs just tried to get the better of me." Obviously cooled off Sadiki's master leaned back in his chair.
"Did you clean up properly?" Sadiki nodded
"Yes sir."
"Good, now tell me what is going on with Vale and his team?"
"Well the two youngest members, Lok Lambert and Sophie Casterwill, have resumed going to their academy, but besides that the whole team was given a rest until last night. It seems they have a mission." Sadiki's boss pondered the new information.
"Where to?"
"The Yucatan Peninsula."
"Interesting..." murmured Sadiki's master, "It seems I did not make a wrong choice by hiring you." Sadiki could have purred at the complement. "Pack your bags Sadiki, you are going to follow Dante Vale and his team, but do not intervene with what they are doing until it is the right moment to snatch the titan from them, Once you have the titan do what you want with the rest of his team, but bring Dante Vale to me alive."
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