Part 6
The clouds were dark and heavy and Scott felt fear grip his heart when Howard's army came closer to the town.
"Jonathan", he mumbled and saw his younger brother smile at him. "Any wise words before we start the battle?"
"After rain there is sunshine?"
"Not those kind of words!"
"The grass is always greener on the other side?"
"Jonathan..." Scott growled.
"What you don't have in your head you got in the legs?"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
Jonathan laughed and for a few second he was not in his fighting clothes he was in a blue T-shirt and black shorts. Scott rubbed his eyes and Jonathan's clothes were back to normal. "As long as we have hope there is always a chance. Howard may be strong but we are stronger. His power can run out but my source of power will never run out, because I can create as much as I want."
"That's more like it", Scott said and chuckled. "Go and prepare yourself and your archers."
"We do have a name Samuel."
"Since when?"
Jonathan just walked away and his laughter warmed Scott's heart, just as John's used to do.
"Okay I have to get a grip now! Am I Samuel of Rokea or Scott Jefferson Tracy?"
He saw the big catapults below him and he saw Howard the warlock. He looked as much as the Hood that it was really spooky.
"My mind is playing tricks with me again! No Jonathan's damn stories are playing tricks again!"
The archers of Rokea fired at the soldiers below them and not long after that Howard fired his twenty catapults.
"Take cover", William's strong voice echoed.
"Samuel!" Gregory roared in fear as a big rock was on its way towards Scott. But it never hit, none of the stones did. Scott saw how a small flash of silver flew over his head and struck the rock. It was an arrow and when it hit the rock it turned into to harmless gravel that rained down on the enemy and the soldiers of Rokea.
"What the", Scott began and looked around and saw Jonathan wave at him with his free hand, in the other he had bow.
"Long live the Thunderbirds", someone yelled as Jonathan and his archers fired at the next twenty rocks.
"Now that is just odd", Scott said.
The rest of the battle was a blur until a scream was heard and Howard was making his way through the crowd on the wall over Scott's and his brothers' heads. Howard's powers was lost but he was not gonna die on his own. He took out a black bow and fired a single shot. Scott turned just in time to see the arrow hit its target, his brother Jonathan.
"NO JONATHAN!" he roared.
"Scott."
"NO!"
"Wake up Scooter you are having a nightmare!"
"NO! Jonathan! NO!" Everything around Scott turned dark and he felt like he was falling. He heard a voice call Scott and then there was nothing.
His eyes snapped open and he sat up with a jerk.
"Whoa calm down Scott", he heard someone say and saw his brother William/Virgil sitting behind him… in the sickbay on Tracy Island. "You had a nightmare."
Scott did not calm down he grabbed Virgil's collar and pulled him close.
"Where is Johnathan?"
"Who?"
"I mean John, where is John?"
"Calm down Scott."
"I'm not gonna calm down Virgil, where the bloody hell is John?"
The door flew open and Gordon and John entered.
"Scott are you okay", Gordon asked but Scott just shot out his arms and grabbed John and started to check him over. "What the hell?"
Scott suddenly stopped, when he didn't find any sign of injury he then pulled his stunned brother close and hugged him as hard as he could.
"You're okay", he mumbled into his brother's hair. John looked at Virgil and Gordon with a confused look and then returned Scott's hug. "You're okay…"
"I'm fine Scott you are the one who have had everyone worried this last week", John answered and tried to pull away from Scott. "It must have been quite a bad dream if you are acting like this."
"Guess it was…" Scott turned to Gordon and started to check this and then Virgil over. "No, no injuries, scars or other markings, guess Samuel is not me then."
"What are you talking about", Virgil asked softly.
"I dreamt I was this prince in some kind of imagined country and you were all my brothers there too", Scott started to explain. "The middle brother, Johnathan that looked like John, was gone but returned only to be shot by Howard and", he stared as his brothers started to laugh. "What's so funny?"
"We err tried everything to wake you biggest bro", Gordon said between gaps of laughter. "But you refused to wake up… So five days ago we put Johnny here to read you a story…"
"Yeah but we all listened", Virgil pointed out. "Even Alan was here over a link."
"What book", Scott growled. He had now realized what was going on.
"Eh 'The war of Rokea'", John answered and chuckled. "Your dreams mixed with my words and you dreamt what I read."
"Then in that case", Scott grabbed John's shoulders and growled. "What happened to Jonathan?"
"Who cares", John said and smirked. "Why do you have to know the end of a bad book? It' can't be that bad to not hear the end." With that he turned around walked towards the door.
"Hey", Scott called after him. "Get back here you little runt! Okay I admit I was wrong! Tell me Johnny please!" John stopped in the door.
"Didn't you hear it", Gordon asked confused. "You heard everything else and John just finished the book fifteen minutes ago not more!"
"John please tell me or do I have to be unconscious again?"
"Okay", John said and smiled. "Jonathan was okay, a gift from the great power itself. Jonathan's wolf pendant was filled with good magic that erased the dark arrow and he was saved. Happy now?"
"Yes", Scott said and leaned back to sleep. "I'm happy now."
"I didn't know your voice had that kind of power", Virgil whispered to John.
"Neither did I..." John said and shrugged.
Samuel ran forwards and pushed everyone out of the way and with all power he could muster he pushed Howard over the wall and the fall killed the warlock. He then fell to his knees behind his fallen brother but didn't see any trace of the black arrow. William, Gregory and Arthur had joined him and they all had tears on their cheeks.
"No, this can't be true", William said and caressed Jonathan's pale face. "He just came back to us and now he is taken again." Samuel sighed heavily and his breath landed on Jonathan's face.
"In the name of God turn that killer stench breath of yours in another direction", Jonathan said and opened his eyes. "Does the words mint and tea tell you something…? Pooh what a stench!"
"JONATHAN!" his four brothers hugged him harder then they ever had.
John closed the book and put it on his bookcase with a wide grin as he saw the name of the author. Glenn Jefferson… His family would never figure it out.
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