I want to say sorry to you guys. I didn't mean to take so long for this chapter to come out. I know it isn't long but i'll try to make the next ones better. I had a bit of writers block for this chapter and dind;t know how the hell i anted it to go.
Anyway here is the 5th chapter.
Spike teleported to the sanctum and let out a loud sigh. He pulled off the jacket and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Jasper? Where are you?" Drake walked past him and ran through one of the doorways. Spike walked up to the Albion map and leaned against it, still rubbing his neck. He heard a bark and a loud bang come from the room on the far right.
Spike got up and walked through the doorway. He entered a large square room, filled with old furniture. The room was the size of a warehouse. The ceiling was flat and the walls stretched over fifteen feet high.
Spike shook his head at the furniture and though 'How the hell did they even get this stuff in here, and why?' He walked through the rows of furniture at a slow pace. All of the furniture was old, wooden, and some even had started to rot away.
Some of them were covered in a fine layer of dust while others had been wiped down with a rag. Spike saw one with a wet streak near the bottom. On closer inspection he saw that it was dust smeared with drool.
Spike walked down that direction and soon came to the back of the room. He turned right and saw Drake pacing next to an overturned dresser. Spike walked over to the dresser and looked at Drake.
Drake walked up to the dresser and pawed at it a few times. He gave Spike a sad look and a small whimper. Spike bent down and looked at the dresser. There wasn't any sign of Jasper but there were dirty rags on an end table near the dresser.
"Jasper! You in here!? I think Drake knocked over one of the old dressers." He looked around and placed his hand on the dresser. There was no sign of Jasper anywhere.
"Pardon me young master but please remove the dresser." Spike let out a startled yell and fell over backwards. Jasper's voice came from inside the dresser! Spike looked at Drake as if he could confirm this and Drake just let out a whine.
Spike inched over to the dresser and put a hand on it. He lifted it slightly and put his other hand under the dresser. Spike planted his feet and slowly lifted the side of the dresser. It rolled onto its side with a low thump.
Spike opened the doors and had to stifle a laugh. Jasper was crammed into the dresser with his hands over his head and his legs folded under him. He had a dirty rag in one hand and a scowl on his face.
"A-are you ok Jasper?" Spike was barely able to get that sentence out without bursting into a fit of laughter.
"Yes well, as funny as my appearance undoubtedly is. Please help me out of here." Spike gave him his hand and Jasper took it firmly. Spike gave a light tug but Jasper refused to budge.
"I think my arms and legs have temporarily locked up on me. It might take some effort to get me out of here." Spike nodded mutely and let out a small snicker from behind his other hand. He grabbed Jasper's hand with both of his and gave a firm tug.
Jasper flopped out of the dresser and fell to the floor in a heap. Spike bent down and helped Jasper up slowly as he dusted himself off.
"How did that even happen?" Spike asked as Drake bounded around wagging his tail.
"I was minding my own business cleaning the dresser with a rag. I was in the dresser trying to get a heavily dusty corner clean when Drake jumped on the back end and tipped it over."
Jasper gave Drake a glare as he straightened his clothes. Drake just jumped on Jasper and gave him a few licks to the face.
"That is quiet enough!" Jasper pushed Drake off and wiped his face with his hands. Drake looked at Spike and wagged his tail. Spike was heaving with silent laughter as he watched the two of them.
"He's trying to apologies to you Jasper. You know he loves you."
"Yes well, I wouldn't mind a little less lover. Or at least less licking and slobber." Spike just shook his head and gave Drake a few pats on the head.
"Anyway, I came to see how you're doing in here. Find anything interesting in the Sanctuary yet?" Jasper finished wiping his face and let out a sniff.
"Actually I found a few interesting rooms. I found a personal treasury room for you to store your valuables and trophies. I found a sleeping chamber complete with a four poster bed. I even found a personal wash room for you to bath in."
Spike smiled at him and pat Jasper on the back.
"A bath sounds wonderful right now. Would you like to join me? I bet you want to remove all the dust you've collected." Jasper gave a small smile but shook his head no.
"Id rather finish cleaning the furniture right now. I'll bathe later on, but I'll draw you one if you want to bathe right now." Spike put up his hand to stop Jasper.
"Don't worry about it Jasper. I'll draw my own bath and I'll take Drake with me. That way you can clean in peace and we can clean off." Spike pats his leg at Drake and walked out of the room.
"Very good sir, the bathroom is two floors down on the left." Jasper called out to him as he turned back to the overturned dresser.
Spike sat down let the hot bath water wash over his chest. He let out a sigh as he felt his muscles relax and his bruises didn't throb as much. He glanced around the room as he sat in the steaming water.
The bathroom was an amazing sight. The walls were made of white marble and had a domed ceiling. The room was at least a hundred feet wide and circular. The walls had white columns two feet wide reaching from floor to ceiling every few feet.
The columns were an Ionic style with curved capitals on either end. There were four ten foot wide mini baths and one large fifty foot wide bath. The walls had paintings and Mosaics carved into the walls.
The pictures were all depicting water. There were a few pictures of people bathing in rivers or of boats sailing across lakes. There were even a few Mosaics of mermaids and Nereids.
Spike picked up a cloth and dunked it in the water. He pulled it up and wiped down his chest slowly. His hand was half way down when he felt pain shoot up his side. Spike looked down and saw a large bruise where Saker had punched him earlier that day.
He spent the rest of his bath examining his body for more injuries he had received from his fight with Saker's bandits.
Jasper came in with a set of clean and folded clothes. He walked to the edge of the bath and set them down on the floor.
"I took the liberty of cleaning your clothes while you were gone sir." Jasper turned to leave but stopped suddenly.
"My word sir! Are you alright? Your entire body is covered in cuts and bruises!" Spike put his hand up and shook his head.
"I'm alright Jasper, they look worse than they are. I've had far worse from all my training sessions with Walter." Spike got up slowly and grabbed a towel. He wrapped it around his waist and stepped out of the water.
"The bath is all yours now, I'm going to get changed and head back to the village." Spike pat Jasper on the back and walked out with his clothing.
Spike walked back to the village walls with Drake bounding at his side. He made it to the gate and waved at the guards as he walked through them. His muscles still ached with a dull throb, with slowed his trek to the pub.
He half expected Walter to be waiting for him outside the pub. Unfortunately he wasn't so he walked up the steps to the second story of the pub. Walter was waiting for him at the table, along with the librarian Samuel.
"Ha, you see Samuel he did it. I told you he'd be able to beat Saker!" Walter pat Samuel on the back and took a swig from his tankard.
"Indeed, we were just talking about your work of ridding us of Saker. The village will prosper now that he and his bandits are gone. "
"Yes, now that he's gone, Sabine and the dwellers will be able to have a little peace now. I've been informing Samuel about the trouble the dwellers are facing. And he thinks that he might be able to help them."
"Yes.. W-well of course.." Samuel began to stutter at the change of topic. "The thing is, Brightwall does not have much of an abundant amount of supplies either. The king's high levies make life here barely comfortable if that."
"But-" Walter gave him an expectant stare and Spike just let out a sigh.
"But, if you were to improve things around Brightwall, the people would be most grateful. When people are grateful, they are also charitable." Spike pulled out the remaining chair and sat down.
"So you want me to go around the village doing random chores for the people, in hopes that they will be happy enough to return the favor?" Samuel gave Spike a small nod and Spike let out an exhausted sigh.
"I guess I'd better make myself comfortable then. No telling how long it will take for them to approve of me." Walter gave him a small pat on the back and Spike gave him a weary look.
'Well, it looks like I'll be here a while. Guess I'll have to find a job of some sort, something tells me, my journey just got a lot longer.'
Once again i'm sorry guys. I know this chapters not that great but at least i got it out so i can get to the good parts faster. If any of you guys have any comments or ideas just let me know i a review, i'll give you guys full credit for anything you say that i put in my story.
P.S. Lord Halcyon- I' can't tell you guys who gave him the pendant yet because its a main part of the story. But don't worry, i'll let you guys know when it gets revealed.