I'm so sorry it took me so long to update this story! I didn't expect for me to be gone so long.
I was caught up in school and other things of which I will not refer to today. Maybe some other time. Here is chapter 3; The Shifting of Events(sounds same as last chapter).
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Millions of flashes of light struck the ground, the rumbling never seeming to stop. As he looked into the sky, Regal immediately took action.
Running across the soft sand of Altamira, he and his new assistant, Presea, had taken the day off. It seems all that would change. He frowned as he ran. It was a nice day too.
He reached the corner where the cart ran and halted, cathching his breath. The man running the carts looked at Regal with wide green eyes, recognizing him as President. Regal bowed hurriedly as he spoke.
"To Lezareno please," his words were slurred as he recovered his breath quickly. The man nodded and increased the speed on the carts, since it seemed he was in a hurry.
As they drew towards the huge building that lay before him, he saw more flashes of light flash; constantly hitting whatever solid surface was laying before them. It resembled lightning, yet it wasn't. Regal jumped out the cart, surprising the young man who stopped the carts on the rail.
Regal ran in, passing through the workers hurrying around, becoming frightened, wondering what in the world was going on. Regal questioned that in his mind too. What was going on?
As he walked into the elevator, he quickly mashed the button that led up to the main office. He waited impatiently, tapping his foot a little. Regal wasn't one to become impatient. His blue eyes flickered nervously from side to side of the elevator, teeth clenched.
All of a sudden, an enormous tremble sounded throughout the building, stopping the elevator mid-flight. The boxed room went black; occasionally a light from the buttons flashed. Regal instantly faded from impatience to worry. Tension spread through his body as he looked up.
Darkness.
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Her long pink hair got caught in her face as she gasped. The power had just flickered out. She looked around, the only light streaming in was through the window.
A highlighted figure went to the window and spread the curtains apart, allowing more light in.
"Where is Regal?" Presea asked, shoving the hair behind her ear in haste. The 29-year rarely put her hair up anymore, it didn't seem needed anymore.
George shook his head. "I don't know." he replied, his eyebrows set up in a worried expression. He was growing older, Presea noticed. Fine lines ran along his face, and his hair had turned completely white in the past year. Presea shook her head as well.
"I feel as if I shouldn't worry, because it's Regal," Presea said softly, closing her eyes. The light from outside seemed so dull, so threatening. The sky was slowly becoming comsumed by grey clouds, the lights flashing hadn't gone away.
Presea hesitated, opening her eyes. "...But...there's a part of me saying: "He might not be okay. He might die. He'll disappear very soon"..." she shuddered, her facial expression unreadable.
George smiled in smypathy. "Don't worry. It's Regal. We all know he can figure something out. Remember the incident at Toize Mines?"
Presea then smiled and laughed a bit, tugging at the ends of her hair a bit. She looked at George, nodding in rememberance of gained memories.
"I remember," she giggled. "When Genis and Regal fought...Genis looked so fierce...and Regal...was Regal." she burst out in laughter as did George.
Memories. So sweet. So sad.
So painful.
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Heck yes! Chapter 3 is complete. Sorry it took so long. Hope you didn't get mad...anyways, look forward to Chapter 4!