I DO NOT OWN ZATCH BELL
"Zatch, Zatch," Tia raced through the forest. "Zatch! Zatch where are you?" Tia hit a rough tree. "Owww..."As she slid down the coarse bark, she heard Zatch.
"Tia!" Tia got up and qickly ran to Zatch. "Tia." He caught her and the two embraced each other. As she was closing her eyes, she noticed a change in Zatch.
"Zatch," She looked at him with concern and perplexion. "Your mantle is...white."
"Yeah I know, I got it from Zeno. Cool, huh?"
"Uh..." Pure speechlessness took hold of her.
"Do you like it?"
Tia's eyes immediately opened, as she hugged herself to keep warm. Hunger took hold of her, and she tried her best she could to keep her appetite supressed. Her stomach ached and groaned. Tears formed in her eyes. I'm tired of being abused and confused by Zeno. Does he want to be my friend, or not? She sat up, hugging her torso as much as possible with her shackled wrists. Do you like it? That's what he had asked her. What did the dream mean? she stared blankly at the wall, or what she thought was the wall in her pitch black cage. There were still no blankets or pillow, and the hard ground caused her a sharp pain her neck. Unfortunately, she couldn't rub it, or else she would be colder. Her eyes brightened up in the dark, and a lightbulb of enlightenment turning on on her head. Do you like it translates to...
"Tia , Tia," Zeno ran, The soft grass clutched him as he ran to help her. She was blasted into a tree by Maruss' spell. He quickly knocked Maruss off of his feet.
"Hey what do you want weakling?" Maruss asked, obviously angered at being interrupted by Zeno. Tia's slumped shoulders and ceased tears cried relief at last. She hoisted herself up.
"Thanks...Zeno..."She painfull spoke, clutching her chest. She was bloody, bruised, and her dress was ripped. "Where's...Zatch...?"
Zeno awoke, sat up in bed, panting. He lit a candle, revealing a red bedroom. It was stocked with an oak dresser, a wooden bedside table, and a blue bed. Newpaper clipping cover the walls, as did maps and a few strategies for battle. A trash can was in the corner, flled to the brim with crubled battle plans. To the right of the bed, there was a bench with a few weights next to it. To his left, was a small shelf of books Dufort bought for him. They told of legends of mamodos past, weakness and strengths in human bodies, one was pyschology of the human mind, and one was a book of bedtime stories. Zeno was a closet fairytale lover, and he read the stories when he was stressed over battle plans or needed that love he never got as a yound child. He scoffed at Dufort for buying it, but knowing Dufort, he would know Zeno touched it more than any other book.
What on earth would that dream mean? Because he was so shaken up over the past few days, it took him longer to understand than Tia's dream took her. He puzzled at the wall before him, before he got an idea. Oh, it means that I feel...
Hah, I am soooo evil. Try to figure it out. I'll put it in the next chapter. Wow, three in a few days, I'm on a roll baby! I PLAN TO SEE THIS ONE THROUGH, THOUGH IT WILL HAVE A FEW SEVERAL CHAPTERS, JUST BECAUSE LOVE IS SO DELICATE. Also, there will be action, but mostly when Zatch and Zeno confront. I've pretty much figured out the ending.