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Chapter 10
"You guys I really do have to be going now, my mom and I are going to spend some time together, so I'll see you soon," said Jakia after sitting with her friends for another hour.
"I gotta be going to, my mom and dad will probably want to say something about me getting detention," said Lysander with a mocking smile as he got out of his chair quickly.
"Well Mr.Sage would you do me the honor of walking me part of the way home then," said Jakia holding out her hand for him to grab.
"Matter o'fact I will walk you all the way there," as he grabbed her hand with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
The couple walked quickly out of the café together and headed down the sidewalk in the direction of Jakia's house.
"Jakia, I need to take you some where. Do you trust me enough to follow me?" Lysander said quietly as he stopped walking and grabbed her hand.
"Does it have anything to do with what I think it does?" said Jakia looking up at him a little fear in her eyes.
"I think it does," said Lysander grabbing her hand and pulling her off in the direction of his own house.
The two walked to his house quickly and with very little talking, they could both feel the tension between them building. Once they arrived at the house they found that no one was home and Lysander quickly led Jakia up a hidden stairway to a small room lit by candles and decorated with ancient African artifacts.
"This is the Sage tomb, as you know I have the endowment of calling my ancient ancestors to help me as does my mother. This is the room where we are most connected with them in this room I can even hold a conversation with them, and that's what we are gonna do now. I think it would be better if they explained everything to you," said Lysander slowly guiding Jakia to a small cushion in t he corner and positioning himself in the middle of the room.
Lysander closed his eyes and began to concentrate, Jakia began to be able to hear the steady beat of a drum and it began to grow louder and louder the all of a sudden she saw him. It was different from when she'd heard of Lysander calling upon his ancestors because this time it was only one boy. The boy's face was young with the smooth transparent skin of a ghost but his eyes were startling clear and they looked like those of someone much older.
"My son you have brought the child I see," said the boy as he bowed. His voice was deep, full, and demanded respect much like the voice of a king.
"I have…I-I thought it would be better if you could talk to us both," said Lysander stuttering slightly.
The boy smiled slightly, "It was, now come forth my children and prepare to hear a story the likes of which the two of you could only imagine".
Jakia and Lysander moved closer to the boy and took a seat trying to brace themselves for what ever this strange person had to tell them.
"I am, as I believe my son here has already noticed, the one and only Red King," he said slowly looking at Jakia who gasped slightly in fear.
"I-I don't understand. Why would you come in this form?" she asked slowly.
"I may choose whatever form I like and this one just may be of use to me later, but I have much to tell and little time in which to do it in, so I must therefore start my tale. I am the Red King and many of thousands years ago I was the most powerful being on earth but when my wife Bernice was killed giving birth to our tenth and last child I fell into a deep depression. I abandoned my ten kids, who had all inherited some of my many powers, a decision that I knew I would regret but I left them none the less. Five of my kids caused unnatural and terrible destruction and the other 5 of my children fled for their lives spreading out their magical powers throughout the world. I do not doubt however that you have already heard this story, but today I shall take you so much deeper into what truly happened to exactly what I was thinking when I chose to leave. It is said that I know all things and that is true, so many great minds have pondered over why I still left if I knew my children would become uncontrollable. Today for the first time I will explain but I need you two to be sure you are ready to hear and to understand your parts in this great tale," said the Red King, his voice was slow and gentle like that of a father explaining to his children and in truth that's exactly what he was.
"I'm not sure I fully understand what you are telling me sir I don't know why you are telling me this, why not tell it to someone else someone stronger and more experienced," said Jakia slowly after thinking for a moment.
"You, my child are the picture of beauty and to many it seems self-confidence, but you doubt yourself much more than you should. I chose you because you are powerful and this is your destiny and you can do this. You have to stopping doubting yourself and understand that to do what I need you to do, you must always believe," he said slowly.
"I think I understand I think that I do, and I believe that we can do this," said Lysander grabbing Jakia's hand firmly.
"Of course my son I knew you would. You have always been s strong boy a rock to your friends I must say. Now that we must begin sit back and prepare to hear the tale above all others nearly from beginning to end,"
"Wait why is it nearly to the end why not to the very end?" said Jakia quickly
"Because the end is up to you," said the king with a slow smile.
(I know right it's been absolutely forever since I've updated this but I just decieded to randomly write this. I hope it lives up to expectations and if not well I tried so…..TOOTLES!)