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Honey Glayzed	By : Himenokori Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 2093 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Honey Glayzed 14
Squires : Conclusion( it was supposed to be)
Florian tore through the woods wild as he raged. Kicking a boulder he watched it splinter to his fruitless revenge against this land. He did not know how they were doing it, but those boys, those damnable Arcadian squires were blocking him. Every time he reached out to the boy he was shoved back. Tonight, rather than showing the boy how wonderful it would be with Dae, he was forced to stand in the shadows and watch the camp. What they were doing he could not tell. But if he knew... Florian crept closer to the camp. How were they doing it? How were they pushing him away? They were just kids, useless human teenagers. Florian stepped in closer. Then he saw her. A vision in white cloth walking around the tent. But is wasn't her. He would be able to tell if it were her.
"You are not welcome here," Florian felt the sharp tip of a blade press in to the jugular vein of his human shell. It would be swift, he knew, his death. There was no human around willing to allow him to slide inside. For sure the one who killed him would not offer body. He knew it was female, even as all he saw was a slender hand encased in black leather. "You abide the shadows and make them foul."
"I make them what shadows should be," Florian lowered his voice to a seductive timbre. "You, lady, are lovely."
"Careful to only look," Serina laughed stepping fully into the light of the moon washing over the edge of the woods near the river where the boys were camped. Their sentries passed by in shifts, counter to the shifts of the knights. Heaven marked no trail but her own. Serina sighed, sending a message to the beautiful hybrid through her shadow. Heaven looked down, then vanished into mist in the moonlight. Serina stepped aside when Heaven appeared next to her. "Looks like we have and intruder. Watch him please, I will summon Mihnea. He is on watch tonight."
"Should the squires not deal with him?" Heaven chewed her lip worried that they would not be able to pass a test if the knights took care of the creature wearing a human skin.
"He never actually made it to their camp," Serina sliced Florian's arm with her blade. "And he is not the level E's the children are supposed to be dealing with. This is..."
"You are the minion of that imbecile trying to gain access to the Arcadian Palace," Mihnea's voice reached them long before his form came down as deep red smoke from the trees. "Why are not at his side?"
"I am here of my own will," Florian tried to shake loose of Heaven's hold. The sound of his arm breaking was loud in the deepness of the woods.
"That's not what I asked you," Mihnea said. His smile was chilling in that it bared his fangs gleaming across at Florian. Despite his resolve to obtain the rocker for his master, Florian felt a shiver travel down his spine. "Now let's try again." Mihnea said with the air of the severely aggravated. "Heaven, break the fingers on that hand should he fail to please me with his words." Mihnea indicated the hand attached to the arm she had already injured. Florian looked down in anguish, this human contraption he wore felt pain as keenly as it's natural occupant. "Why are you not at your master's side."
"He did not send me," Florian shook his head. He would not give away his objective, not when he yet had a chance. Florian screamed at the crunch of his fingers. Heaven smiled heeding the nod from Mihnea.
"Other arm, this time make it slow, just break the wrist," Mihnea instructed Heaven as she shifted her hold Florian tried to break free. His wrist snapped. "Well, aim a little higher this time."
Inside the tents Tom sat up when he heard the scream. Bikky sat up as well. "Stay here with them," Bikky got up and shoved into his boots and cloak. "I'll go see." Bikky tumbled out of the tent to see Millian and Orlan headed off into the trees. Inside the tent, Tom ran his hand over Bill's hair seeing his brother so peaceful Tom smiled then lay down beside him. Whatever it was, if they were needed, he was sure they would know about it before too long.
"My patience wears thin," Mihnea paced in front of Florian. The demon gasped in Heaven's hold, his pain contorting his face to his more natural countenance. "Why are you here?"
"Hey," Bikky said stepping into view he looked from Heaven and her captive to Serina to Mihnea. "Walking here I passed Jhaymes and George's tent." Bikky shuddered. "From the sound of things in there, we are not in danger, or he would be out here with you." Bikky's eyes narrowed as he looked at the bloody and broken creature at Heaven's feet where she still restrained him. "Is that... Is that... a demon?"
"What gave it away kit?" Mihnea asked. He had folded his arms and placed a long, pale finger under his chin as he watched the small dragon in human skin. Laton was correct about the heart strength of this boy. "He wears human skin quite well."
"He smells," Bikky wrinkled his nose. "Familiar, but I have never seen him before." Bikky looked closer at the long dark hair and smooth pale skin. Florian had chosen this body with care. Dae's taste were running to exotic younger men. His eyes were a bit slanted and Florian had taken to wearing dark eye make-up and shiny lip gloss.
"Oh yes you have," Heaven stepped down on him when Florian tried to sneak away from the 'baby' dragon glaring at him with arms folded. "He is the one that was with Dae when he took you all to Greece. He is the right hand of the demon who is now attacking the Arcadian Palace."
"Dae..." Bikky's eyes widened and he looked to the direction of the Arcadian Palace. "We should be moving now..." Bikky prepared to wake the rest of the slumbering camp.
"You should be resting," Mihnea pushed Bikky, Milian, and Orlan back towards their camp surprising them all with his ability to move them without strain. How powerful was this creature? "They have most assuredly begun to enjoy themselves by now. I can just see the grin on my father's face." Florian growled at the mention of his master being mocked by the royale and associates. "This terrain is too dangerous for you all to try to navigate at night. We'll get what we want from..." Mihnea paused to see an empty husk where Florian used to be. The human stared ahead with vacant eyes. Looking behind him, the brush shook with the retreat of a lower level demon attempting to steal a captive to take to the palace. "Damn," Mihnea ground out preparing to go after him. "He never told us what he was doing here..." Mihnea began to go after him but paused when Bikky stepped in front of him.
"If that's Florian, the second man to Dae," Bikky mused thoughtful. "I know what he was doing here." Mihnea looked doubtful at Bikky. "He has been trying to get inside Bill's body. He is the one that wants to have sex with Dae, but Dae won't touch him. He knows Dae wants Bill."
"So he'll take the boy to the master and get to have his dream come true," Orlan gagged after speaking the words. "That is sick..."
"He could not get through tonight," Milian looked at where Heaven had gone back to the tent keeping a watchful eye on it. "So he came closer to see why."
"Yes," Serina nodded looking off into the woods. She sensed the shadows, but could not feel the presence of the demon. He had well and truly fled. "I am sorry I did not feel the other near here. He must have come alone, hoping to sneak in to take a captive."
"Yes, and he took the opportunity to jump." Mihnea headed back to the camp. He paused near the husk laying on the ground. "Kill that." Serina jabbed her blade into the man's heart. He crumbled to dust blowing away into the night. With a dusting off of her hands, Serina followed her lover back to camp. Bikky, Milian and Orlan nodded to each other. Milian and Orlan finished their night patrol while Bikky went back into the tent. What greeted him. Calmed his heart. His baby brother had come a long way. From the point of avoiding the touch of any men, to sleeping so peaceful with Bill in his arms.
Tom sat up on the sleeping bag. When Bikky entered the tent Tom pushed the heavy mass of his long blond dreadlocks. "Problem?"
"Not anymore," Bikky smiled then stripped from his cloak and boots. He exhaled warming the tent a bit more before he crawled into his sleeping bag next to Rain. "For the next few days at least, I am sure that our babies, will sleep sound."
"Oh." Tom yawned wide. "Good."
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"Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb," Lyo sang to his baby sister while their mother paced with the Honlon in the extended garden that Soofu D had made in the Obsidian Palace. "Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was white as snow..."
Alicia sighed looking off into the mountain where the fleet of dragons had left to go defend the Arcadian palace. "Now I'm hungry." The Honlon laughed shaking her head. She would not admit that the cute children's song, while having great significance that humans missed every time they sang it, had the same effect on her.
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Rain's eyes took their time opening. He could feel a heavy warmth across his middle and pressed a hand on the head there. "Slyphie, girl, a little to the right," He yawned. "I can't breathe."
"Not a cat," Bill complained but moved over. He turned and cuddled up to Tom. "But slept well, thank you." Bill was asleep again as Rain froze. Bikky dashed to his side having watched the interchange. He pulled Rain from the sleeping boys' side noting that his brother's entire body was shaking. Bikky wrapped Rain in a cloak grabbing his boots, he surrounded them both with heat and pulled Rain from the tent.
Behind the tent Rain dropped his knees in the snow. Flashes of lost memories and attempted coercion flooded his mind. Rain pounded his hands to the side of his head. "Bikky... I want Ryo..."Rain hugged himself hoping to still the tremors that shook him. Bikky's eyes widened. He looked up at the sky afraid he would see a knight coming to cancel his brother's squire trial. "That demon was relentless." Rain leaned over and Bikky was there to hold his hair from falling forward into the excess of his stomach. Rain fell back leaning into Bikky tears falling down his face. "I won't let him." Rain shook his head his resolve firm. "He can't do this to people. No one should have to go through it. It's horrible."'
"Rain," Bikky felt compelled to ask as the sun reached above the horizon. He knew that the knights would be out and about soon. "You don't want to cease the trial's do you?"
Bikky grew fearful to the long silence that Rain treated him too. Rain sat for a moment his arms still around Bikky. He sniffled and Bikky felt a heavy weight drag on his heart. Rain closed his eyes burying his face in Bikky's chest. This was not his world, not really. He did not have to do this. He was stronger now, he could just accept the training and... Demons would still attempt to take the world. He would be one less defense against them. What about little Aoi? Would he leave her to the care of the others when he could defend as well, and Angie, his own baby sister. Ryo, Dee and Alicia had made such a beautiful little girl. Landy looked up to him. He and Bikky were his role models aside from Ryo, Dee, Laton and Torcha. "I can't give up." Rain picked up a hand full of snow. He placed the pristine coldness into his mouth then spit it out. He repeated the gesture then rubbed his cold hands over his cheeks. "I'm alright. I can do this." Rain got to his feet and hopped on one foot until he got his boots on. "I'm alright."
"Every thing alright?" Tom asked peering around to the back of the tent where Bikky was burying the mess of his brother's upset.
"Um, yeah," Rain wiped his face with the edge of his cloak. For all it's wobbling, his smile was enchanting in the dawn of this bright new day. "We're all good here."
"Thank you," Tom said with a smile looking into the tent where Bill was washing and dressing for the day.
"Whatever," Rain waved the words away. "Your brother's elbows are nightmare inducing. Seriously," Rain walked away. "Don't you feed him?"
"Look who's talking?" Rain frowned a last shiver leaving his body. That last memory, he would not dwell on. There was something more important that he had to do. Rain walked further into camp. He saw the tents being dismantled and breakfast being made. He moved his hair back then looked out across the raging waters of the Aurean river. How would they get themselves and their guests to the stopping point?
"That sign post," Georg said coming around beside him to point to a sign that stood at the edge of the water. "What does it say?"
Rain walked over to the sign scrawled neatly in Arcadian Script. The ancient language looked like artwork upon the beaten wood. Rain took a moment to be glad that Nestoir had begun to teach him the language and could make out some words but the complete sentences were lost to him. "I can make out..." Rain stared for a moment wishing Bikky were done with their tent for he had been studying the language longer than he had. "No...Carrying...I don't know this word. Fly oneself. Must live at... I think this one means end."
"No carrying passengers, if you must fly, you can only transport yourself. All guest must be alive at the end of the challenge." Talia read her eyes heavy with red as she had spent the night weeping. She saw Bill emerge from the privy tent and was hasty in her attempt to look away. Bill sighed then made his way to her side. "I am sorry to have stared at you so." Talia spoke the words her eyes traveling no higher than his chest. She knew that if she looked into his eyes, she would offend him all over again for she could not control her desire for the slender human.
"No," Bill placed a hand under her chin to raise her face. He had felt awful this morning to see her avoiding his gaze. "I apologize for yelling so. I know you meant no harm. I must seem so foreign to you. I was out of line last night."
"No," Talia shook her head her heart tripling in beat at his touch and words. "You were under stress, anyone could see that."
"Oh here it starts," Shayia laughed. "Here, eat some breakfast, we have to leave soon."
"But how?" Tom said holding his bowl of morning grains this time with honey. "I can swim, but I am not getting in that," Tom pointed at the flowing river. "Even in summer we run the risk of being swept downstream and out to sea. Especially Bill."
"Shut up Tomi," Bill frowned at his twin. "We would freeze."Bill shivered at just the thought.
"We don't intend to swim." Kenneth said looking out at the water. "But neither can we fly."
"We can," Orlan corrected. "But we can not carry anyone else."
"Can we carry supplies?" Orlan asked looking again at the sign.
"Doesn't say that we can't," Bikky mused. "So some of us should fly carrying our supplies."
"Then what?" Gustav asked looking up as Nari flew down over the trees and landed at his side.
"You guys had better get moving," were the first words that Nari spoke as he landed and stood as a human before them. "I have something for you," Nari approached Gustav pulling a shining broadsword free and brandishing it. Gustav backed away. "This is yours now."
"Mine?" Gustav pointed at his own chest.
"Yes, even should he want it," Nari sighed thinking of his friend. "This blade would not respond to Corvin. It is yours now." Gustav felt the heavy pull of the weapon and reached out for it. He touched it softly with his finger. His hand reached out, fingers curling around the hilt seeming of their own accord. The sword molded to his hand. "Use it well." Nari watched the sword that had gone dull when it's original owner had dropped it. Now in the hands of this human it shone with brilliance once again. Gustav stared at the blade in his hands as Nari placed the sheath on his belt. Tom, Bill and Georg all gathered around to admire the blade. Nari inclined his head the lifted off in the sky. That was the last piece to the puzzle. Corvin was officially a civilian. Nari shook his large white head and extended his wings. That human would use it well. He knew it.
Nari laughed a bit going back to camp as George shifted on his feet. Looking at Nari, George was not looking forward to an entire day in the saddle. "A little sore?" Count D asked with a grin. "I will ride today if Jhaymes does not mind carrying you."
"You mean," Jhaymes wrapped his arms around the plush figure of his love. "I get to hold him in my arms all day long."
"Last night wasn't enough?" Nari looked aghast. After the noise in the tent, and the heat that melted the snow outside the tent, he thought Jhaymes would be satiated.
"Never enough." Jhaymes kissed George's cheek, then moved on to nuzzle his neck. "If I ever get enough, I'd better be dead. And even then I would negotiate."
"Negotiate," Leon shook his head. He was unable to mock his friend, for with a heated look at Count D, he felt the same.
Kenneth watched the knights and their leisure with a sigh. One day he would be the knight. One day he would be out training squires. He would make his father proud. Kenneth looked at the rushing river. "Someone should carry our gear to the stopping point and dam up the river."
"Well at least we will not be swept out to sea." Talia looked at the river. "There's no way we could swim it. Even if you heated it."
"No," Bikky shook his head. "We don't need heat," Bikky looked at Rain. "We need cold." Bikky walked over and stacked a large pile of snow. "Guys make a snow mountain here. We're walking down this river."
"Walking?"Tom looked at the rushing river. "Only one I know can walk on water."
"Yeah I know," Bill nodded afraid to wonder what Bikky had in mind.
"Rain," Bikky called his brother over. "Blow some fast, cold wind over this snow. Make sure that it all goes over that River. Freeze it as solid as you can."
"I'll take our stuff down," Shayia offered. "Milian come with me, we can dam up the river at the stopping point." Shayia winked at Talia as she lifted off into the sky with their supplies. She looked over at Milian wishing he saw her as more than just a fellow squire. With a sigh she headed to the rendezvous point.
"Let me know if you need anything," Bikky patted Rain's shoulder.
"I've got it," Rain looked out over the water. This was perhaps more challenging than when they were in Detroit. Then all he had to do was keep the currents strong enough to block the bullets flying all around. It did not matter what temperature it was. Now... He had to blow strong wind down a river and keep it cold. Rain closed his eyes and raised his hands high. He could feel the blood in his veins rise up answering the call of the wind. Bill stood near Tom wrapped in his warm cloak. He wondered what the younger boy was doing, but dared not question. He had seen remarkable things on this world. Things normal humans would never dream of. When his fingers got too cold he pulled the material down over the fingerless parts of the gloves turning them into thick mittens. They really had been supplied with everything they could need.
"Look," Tom pointed to Rain. "He is turning green."
"No," Talia informed them. She was inexplicably drawn to Bill. Even when she tried her very best to stay away from him. For his own comfort she tried not to stare, but she loved his scent, his looks, his voice, his personality. Was it possible to fall so completely in such a short amount of time? And for a human? Her mother would lock her away forever if she knew. "He is not green. It is the air around him." To the amazement of their friends, Rain was soon surrounded by an emerald typhoon. Rain felt the power build inside of him. It covered every cell of his being. He panted with the effort not to be separated from his body, his mind filled to capacity while his heart pounded in tune to the wildness of the wind that lived in his soul.
"Let it go!" Bikky shouted and Rain exhaled. Tom fell to his bottom with Bill in his lap from the backlash of power that exploded from Rain. Gustav crouched down when a limb from a tree snapped under the pressure hurling in his direction. Talia cut a log in half when it would have careened into Georg and Ryan. "That's right," Bikky coached as he saw the arctic blast chilling the river. It began to slow, then frost formed around the edges. "More snow," Bikky said piling more in front of Rain. "Keep it steady, Rain. You're doing it."
Rain seemed not to hear Bikky as all the others around him began to shovel large mounds of snow in front of him. His eyes were still closed as he released the thundering force within him. He was no longer standing on the frozen banks of the Aurean River. He flew above it, free and wild. He was not Rain Cloud Cornwall Maclean anymore. He was not a squire, or a prince, or a rock star. He was not a brother to anyone, or a friend, he was the wind. Rain felt translucent and powerful his body a conduit for one of God's mightiest forces, second only to water in capabilities. He now understood Prince Angel's words. Just as water could spell life and crushing death, so too, could wind. He was all things inhaled and exhaled, he was the breeze in the trees, the shifting of the snow on the top of mountains, he was the caress in Ryo's hair where he stood on the beach miles and miles away. Rain was truly free.
"Rain," Rain did not want to let go. This feeling, this was... "Rain!" Bikky turned Rain in his arms shaking him slightly to snap him out of the seeming trance he had been in. He had grown worried as Rain's naturally caramel complexion darkened then paled. His brother did not seem to breath as normal humans would but inhaled and shook the trees. He exhaled and his body seemed to fade before his eyes.
"Oh..." Rain whispered his head light. "Bikky." Bikky caught his brother when he lost his footing. "What a rush." Rain laughed a bit in awe. "Like going on five hundred roller coasters at once."
"Wow!" Bill's eyes rounded at the thought. He loved roller coasters. He and Tom would sometimes rent entire amusements parks just for the joy of riding them.
"Are you okay?" Bikky asked as color returned to Rain.
"Yeah," Rain shook his head to clear it. "Let's go, the river is damed and Ryo is sore."
"What?"Bikky wondered but shook his head not wanting to know. "Must have been some trip. Thought I lost you there for a moment."
"For a moment, you did," Rain scrambled over the pile of snow helping Ryan to reach the top. "But I have an idea." Rain looked out over the calm frozen lake. As they approached the still water, snow began to fall. "Orlan, can you make a slightly larger miniature mount?"
"Sure, larger is closer to my natural size," Orlan shifted. "Who rides?"
"Ryan," Rain mused aloud looking at the taller boy. "But, I want to tie this off around your middle." Rain held up the same type of rope that they had used to get down the Onyx mountains. "You go first and we will use this as a lead."
"I can go a little bit bigger and take two," Orlan swung his large head towards Bill.
"Nein!" Bill pushed away from Kenneth who reached to help him up behind Ryan. "I can walk. I am just as strong as the rest of you."
"And just as stubborn, I'll wager," Kenneth huffed regretting the words as soon as he realized he sounded just like his father. "Whatever," Kenneth shook his head trying not to envision his father while knowing that they had the same facial expressions. "Not the time to argue. We have to be on our way."
"Then let's go!" Bill rolled his eyes at Kenneth.
"He can do it," Tom frowned.
"Uh oh," Georg laughed pulling his hood up. "When they have the same opinion, no one can stand to them."
"A united front, huh?" Rain laughed recalling several times he and Bikky had done the same. "A two-fold strand is not easily broken," Rain quoted the dragon queen. He gripped the rope stepping onto the iced river.
"It's slippery, so hold on," Bikky said to him gripping the rope. Tom stood at odds. If he walked behind his brother, he would be able to see if he fell and help him up, but if were in front of him, he could leave a path for his footfalls in the thickening snow falling all around them. But, there were others in front of his brother. Talia would probably do the same, as well as Bikky and Rain. At least Behind he could keep an eye on him. "Come on," Bikky patted his arm. "Time to go." Tom nodded and held on to the rope. He was chilled to his core as he saw the vast landscape of ice and snow before them. How would they make it to the end?
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"Troops," Dae looked upon the monsters gathered at his feet. "You have served me with the best loyalty that you can. I am proud that you have joined me on this mission. We have several objectives. Always you are to keep them in mind as we advance." Dae strolled from one side of the front line to the other. "I will add one more as a scent has reached me and I can not believe that King Zarro would be so foolish as to leave this child within my grasp." Dae exploded with wild laughter. "Maybe it is true that he really is mad." Dae mused with a slim, pale finger under his smooth chin. Only eighteen was this current body. He reveled in the youth and vitality. More of his power could be used through this conduit with faster recovery. "We will not only take the throne, but you will bring me the Kami children. One of them is the sovereign. Once we secure the throne, I should have a toy by then. I plan to defile the sacred seat with an act so vile it's true owner would never want it returned. The taint would mar the very palace it was ensconced in. Yes," Dae paused licking his lips in anticipation. "One of those boys will scream as I have them. Their blood will smear the carefully tended cushions. Their cries will echo the alabaster halls a kind of symphony to the screams of the chained Royale forced to watch."
"Everyone's got to have dreams." Dae leaped nearly clear to the tree-tops. "What?" Vlad said licking his teeth. "Did you think that we were not aware of your presence?" Vlad laughed, a rich sound full of blood and power. "Your stench was available the moment you dared press open a door."
"Attack!" Dae yelled as the ancient vampire attacked. Dae rolled to the side bringing his sword up in time to block Vlad's hand from ripping his head from his body. Just as he dodged, A beast came crashing through.
"Master," Florian yelled, charging as a bull pushing his horns deep into Vlad's back. Vlad turned a wide grin on his face. He looked at the hideous creature attempting to impale him.
"Fool!" Vlad shouted his mirth shaking Florian in his newest body. "That is not how it is done!" Vlad blinked and several pairs of blood red eyes sprouted along his face and arms. His chest cavity became one large eye as he melted into a puddle at Florian's feet. The bubbles and ooze making a slurping sound in the cold snow. "I..." Vlad's voice trailed over Florian's scales with a touch that was as warm as freshly poured blood. "Can show you how." Vlad solidified with long black hair, a thick mustache and bushy eyebrows over his burning green eyes. "But I need a bit..." Vlad paused while another form seemed to step out from the trees. "My friend," Vlad approached High Prince Nestoir. "Would you mind?"
Nestoir stood for a moment watching the demons transfixed while the rest of the Arcadian troops came forth. Dae backed away amidst his army as Nestoir held out his arm. Vlad bit down to the astonished horror of Vlad drinking his fill of pure, Arcadian blood. "You did not need it, you wanted it." Nestoir complained as Vlad continued to drink from him.
"But you taste so delicious," Vlad smirked looking up with a wide grin on his bloody lips. He took a moment to drag his long, pink tongue over the gleaming fangs dripping with royal blood. "My friend," Vlad looked with blazing hatred at the enemy that dared march upon the Arcadian palace. "Let's play." The screams of the nearest demons was deafening as Vlad and Nestoir took their troops forth in to battle.
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If he could shake anymore, Bill thought as he clung to the rope buffeted by fast blowing, icy wind, he would crack the ice at his feet. Or at least jar loose all the bones in his body. Bikky felt the rope wiggling and looked back. He could only do so much before he feared damaging the ice at their feet. Bill's shivers went down to a tolerable level. "Dank...Thank you," Bill corrected and used English. Snow above and around, ice below, chilled wind buffeted the small band of travelers. Gustav began to think there was no end in sight. Ryan sat on Orlan's back plodding along. He was glad for the cold leaving him numb for sure his bottom was nothing more than one big bruise.
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Shayia looked over at Milian. The quire walked around unpacking the supplies. She sighed wishing that he would at least talk to her. She saw the way his platinum hair blew in the breeze, so like his sister's. Milian waited until he had the first tent set up before she walked over to him. "Need help?" She asked as his slender hands full of grace unwound the strings and pulled out the next set of poles for the tents.
"No," Milian felt flushed. He looked away from her concentrating on the knot-work. "You could just go over there and..." Milian paused, his mind going blank. "Do something else." Her presence bothered him. He could not think when she was around. Shayia smelled like spring to him. Amidst winter, she made his mind fuzzy, it was too hard to think.
Shayia backed away at the curt response. She was so busy helping Talia, she could not seem to find her way out of her own problems. Shayia sniffled a bit then began to unwound the strap holding the ax. At least physical exertion would help. She could cut the wood for tonights fire. Yeah, she would not even think about him. Shayia hefted the ax to her shoulder the gleaming steal blinding her for a moment. Yeah, Shayia mused. It was the glint from the sun that made her eyes fill with water. Emotional blubbering was something that humans did. She was beyond that. She had more important things to do. Shayia swung the ax at a tree. She felt the shift in the wind long before she saw the demons rushing to their small camp. Shayia wielded the ax slicing into the monster. "Milian..." Shayia called. "We are under attack!" Milian ran to her side.
"Two against fifty," Milian pulled out his sword. "Can I leave you with half?"
"You know you can," Shayia huffed tossing the ax aside and pulling forth her weapon. This was living, Shayia thought. Fighting beside the man she... Shayia had no time to finish her thoughts as wave after wave kept coming. Way more than fifty. "We'll have to hold them off until the others arrive."
"We have to stay alive that long," Milian looked up. He saw Leon and Count D standing on top of a hill. This was a trial, they had to see it through.
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Clomp, Ryan gripped Orlan's sides with his knees. Clomp, there was nothing to do. Clomp, nothing to look at. Clomp, snow on the frozen river. Clomp, snow falling from the sky. Clomp, ragged and tire people behind him. Clomp, clomp, clomp, clomp. Ryan huddled down further into his cloak. At least he was warm. Clomp, Ryan wondered how much longer this trip would last. Clomp, why had the king sent him on this journey? Clomp, what was his sister doing at this moment? He saw the edge of the water. Was he dreaming? No, Kenneth was calling out the sighting.
"Camp," Kenneth yelled, then gasped as he heard, rather than saw, the commotion. Ryan gripped Orlan's mane. "Their fighting!" Ryan looked ahead as Orlan picked up speed. The entire group sped up. Bill yanked forward at the tug of the rope. Tom pulled him upright as the group hurried on. Clomp, clomp, clomp, clomp...crack. Wait, Ryan perked up when Orlan seemed to lose his footing.
"Nobody move!" Kenneth called back halting the procession.
Like a white spider of death the crack in the ice meandered around Orlan's hoof. Ryan shifted. "Be still," Orlan's voice was soft.
Georg, right behind Kenneth backed up a step. Gustav followed suit. Rain inhaled then exhaled. He tried to push more cold air out to the ice to refreeze it. "No time," Bikky said looking to the shore. "They need help,"Bikky wished he could release the rope and go help his friends, but the jarring could shake them all into the water. "Orlan, don't move," Bikky thought fast. "Everyone else, go over to the right, try to get as close to the shore as possible. Orlan, on the count of three... We all jump." Rain looked down at the ice shell they stood upon. It should have been frozen, more and more as he had breathed all the way down the river, what was wrong? They had walked all day not even stopping for lunch, eating bread rolls and warm water to keep up stamina, now this?! It was not happening.
Orlan waited as Bikky began to count out loud. "One," Orlan gathered his strength into his legs. The ice splintered more veins breaking away from the main rupture like a death knell each little crinkle of sound jarring Ryan's heart with unshakable fear. He heard the battle on the shore as just two squires battled over one hundred demons with more seeming to be marching from the horizon. Evening would be bloody, Bikky vowed as the sun began it's downward climb. At least the camp was mostly set up. "Two..." Bikky called out looking at Rain. He was glad his brother was so light on his feet. Rain wold probably make it all the way inward of the shore with one leap. He was small, but his muscles were powerful. Bikky had made sure of it during training. He had gone hard on Rain and was proud of the results. "Three..." Bikky yelled preparing for the leap.
Ryan gasped as Orlan attempted to jump. The large unicorn seemed to stumble and did not reach the air in his leap. Ryan tried to see what happened and bit back a scream at the claw grasping Orlan's hoof coming out of the ice. "So that's it!" Rain exclaimed releasing the rope to slide forward on his bottom. With his feet up he slid into the hand kicking it roughly. "Get him out of here," Rain stabbed the claw as soon as Orlan was free. "This thing melted my ice."
"But you scent evil," Georg backed up as the ice splintered more. He tugged, with Tom on he Rope helping Bill to regain his footing on the ice as chunks broke away and water gushed forth over the slush of falling snow. Rain continued to attack the claw even as it vanished under the ice leaving a gaping hole before them. "Get moving!" Rain hurried to the side of his friends pushing them towards the shore. "This thing is big, and smart. He hid in the water because it masked his scent from the wind. That's why I could not taste him, and that is why the ice melted." Just as Rain finished speaking the shell of ice heaved. Large chunks of ice exploded into the sky as a beast with scales and horns burst through the ice.
Orlan leaped free of the flying debris his passenger clinging for dear life. The rope jerked the rest forward. Seeing what he came for, the creature grasped Bill's ankle and pulled him to the hole. "BILLLLL!!!!" Tom yelled releasing the rope and grasping his brother's arm. They both slid forward. Bill screamed, kicking out at the beast all the while digging into his brother's hold.
"TOMMM...Help!" Bill felt the cold water cover his feet. Rain jumped down on top of the claw slicing away with his large weapon shocked to see the steel deflected by the armored scales on the monster. He looked up at the weight of a heavy shadow beside him.
"I can fight it," Rain kept going as Mihnea pulled forth a sword and began to battle the monster with the young man that was fast dropping into the rushing river his screams as the icy water pounded into his skin like needles of ice poking him from the chest down. Tom held on, his face red with exertion as he pulled his brother. Bikky joined him placing his hands under Bill's arm pulling. "I did not ask for help."
"This is a level C," Mihnea explained turning to aim for the creatures head. "You are not ready for such a high level demon. You are supposed to train on E's."
Kenneth and Talia walked over with Georg and Gustav as if to help. "Go help Shayia and Milian," Bikky yelled to them seeing that Orlan had left Ryan on his back choosing to fight as his true form. A massive unicorn with sharp hooves kicking out and horn slicing through the crowd of demons that had surrounded Shayia. "We've got this. This damn thing is not getting Bill."
"You've got that right." Tom exclaimed pulling his dagger free he inserted it between the scales at the knuckle joint. By this time, Bill was soaked clear through and shivering, tears coursing down his face as he continued to kick the beast holding his legs pulling him under. The beast howled releasing his grip on Bill. With a mighty heave, Bikky and Tom pulled the water-logged Bill free.
"Get him to shore!" Rain called refusing to leave Mihnea's side as he battled the large monster. Mihnea flew up to it's head aiming cutting blows to it's eyes. Inhaling deeply, Rain made sure to see Bikky and Tom carrying Bill to shore before he joined him. Rain exhaled and poured his rage free. Wind exploded from him in sharp arcs like blades making the scales lift up. The beast growled, spitting acid melting the snow and ice around them. Rain shifted the wind blowing the projectile slime back at the monster. It slid across his scales melting them with his own spittle. The monster howled in first anger, then pain as Mihnea took the opportunity to impale the beast though the now exposed neck. Mihnea drove his sword home then left it there.
Damn monsters, Rain grumbled looking at the jeweled hilt of the sword. Rain reached out and grasped it. He pushed it in further as Mihnea flew above the monster and grasped it horns. First right, then left, further in... Rain wiggled the sword shaking with uncoiled rage. How dare this monster melt his ice? How dare he hurt Bill? How dare he try to take his friend off to suffer the atrocities of rape. Rain over-boiled and saw nothing but his rage. He shoved the blade in deep twisting it. Tugging with all his might, Mihnea pulled the head free tossing it aside. With a shout of triumph, Rain joined his friends in battle on the ice.
Cold, Bill whimpered as he was carried to the shore. Everything hurt like a thousand needles pricking his skin. His hair began to frost where it hung in his face. Bikky pulled Bill into a heated tent. "Get his clothes off," Bikky commanded Tom who was shaking just as much from fear of losing his little brother as from the cold. "Now!" Bikky urged when Tom simply stared. "Strip him!" Tom jerked into motion pulling the gloves from Bill's numb fingers. Tom removed the cloak, tunic, pants and socks. "Everything," Bikky commanded stripping down to his underwear. "If hypothermia sets in we can't help him." Bikky heard the ringing sounds of battle clashing outside. His brother was out there. Rain was battling demons and he was alone. Well not alone, but not with Bikky. He wanted so much to be there making sure he was alright, but at this moment, he was the only one who could help Bill.
Bill's entire body shook with such force the tent vibrated. Tom wanted to help, but there was nothing he could do. He could not imagine the kind of cold his brother was feeling. Even though he had been wet, he was damp compared to the full submersion Bill had suffered. Tom paced as Bikky climbed on top of the sleeping bag and pulled his shivering, naked brother into his arms. "Don't you ever tell anyone about this?" Bikky threatened hoping to reassure Tom and Bill both while distracting himself from thoughts of his Rain out there alone.
Tom watched as Bill tucked his head under Bikky's chin holding the younger boy as he raised his body temperature. Bill felt the soothing heat wash over him and closed his eyes. "Stay awake," Tom rushed forward tapping his head. "Stay awake until you are fully warmed... Sing," Tom commanded, "You sing." Bill looked up, his eyes more their natural brown rather than the glaze of the traumatized. "-Keep singing, okay,-" Bill nodded inching closer to Bikky's heat. "You help my brother," Bikky looked up at Tom as the other young man picked up a spare sword laying in the tent. "And I'll go help yours." Tom nodded then rushed out into the chaos of screams amidst the falling snow.
"This used to be our secret...Now I'm hiding here alone," Bill began to sing his voice trembling only a little. Bikky sighed listening to Bill sing he breathed in coldness and exhaled heat. Bill lay his head down continuing his soft, sweet song.
Break
Ryo gasped sitting up from where he lounged on the beach with a good book. Dee sat up as well for he had been leaning back. Not reading, just holding Ryo for the sheer joy of holding the man as he reposed. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know," Ryo's brow furrowed and Dee felt a strange urge to laugh. He would warn Ryo about wrinkles, but that seemed so odd, since they had ceased to age. "Something with the boys. I felt it last night," Ryo looked out over the rolling waves of the sea. "Then this morning, I felt Rain. But this is different. I thought it was just because of the trials, but this feels more...real." Ryo got to his feet and dashed back to the mansion with Dee at his side. "We have to go to them." Ryo halted as Shonki stood blocking their path. "Move, we have to go."
"For your own good and that of your boys, I must not allow you to leave." Shonki stood as if on guard. "You have been banished here for the duration of the trials and here you will stay."
"You're not our assistant..." Dee frowned at the young unicorn. "You're our guard."
"The trials of knighthood, every step of the way," Shonki began hating to so hold the two favored of the dragon realm captive. "From page, to squire, to knight, is sacred. They must not be compromised in any way."
"Here," Ryo shook his head looking off into the distance. He could easily best the young man before him. But would his boys thank him for coming to their rescue or resent that he thought they could not handle the pressure. "Here we have to stay for their good." It was a tough pill to swallow, especially as he felt the tremors of unaccustomed turmoil inside of Rain. His son was a tornado unleashed, he only hoped Arcadia was ready for it.
Break
Hamanosuke stood on the tall branches of the trees looking down through the canopy to the dark battle below. How were they supposed to get a captive when a level C had failed? Beside him, Madame Scorpion trembled. A swirling vortex of vibrant, green wind shook the ground. A tent where they had watched one of the targets carried inside glowed red as if an inferno raged inside. Demons trembled and disassembled in the wake of infuriated teenager. Rain swung his bladed staff right with the force of his wind an entire line of demons were cut down. Beside him, Kenneth battled on his sword flying fast. His father had trained him for this. He had even gone a few rounds with high king Zarro. The squires worked well together, a unified team defending their camp. Madame Scorpion shivered, his plan had to work, it had to.
At Rain's back Tom worked hard sweat pouring from his brow. Talia worked with tears coursing down her face as she thought of Bill hurt and in danger. Her sword had no clemency for those beasts that had the nerve to touch him. Gustav saw Tom fighting and grinned as he used the sword that seemed to sing in his hands. He cut first one, then another and another. The demons fell almost before he got to them. Georg shot arrows that Talia had given to him. The crowd of monster that smelled worse than death fell away as the moon rose high. Inside the tent, Bikky heard the cheer go up and sighed in relief. In his arms Bill slept soundly. Bikky lay the other young man in his sleeping bag and got dressed. He was just opening the tent as Tom came rushing in with Georg, Gustav, and Rain at his side. Talia wanted to enter the tent, but knew it would be frowned upon to have a girl in the boys tent.
She paced outside marking strides with Heaven who had been held back from joining the fray. The only higher order demon that had been there had been defeated, the rest was up to them. Now they waited as Count D went from squire to squire healing their injuries. The group waited with bated breath as he walked into the tent where Bill lay sleeping. Count D saw the pale face under the blankets the cloaks steamed dry by the heat Bikky had used to warm the freezing rock star. Aside from inflammation in the lungs, a sprained ankle and dislocated arm, he was alright. Count D had worked for less than five minutes on the injuries before he was walking from the tent his face drawn and pale. He could feel it. His children were in danger. It was mild, but he had to stay here. He could not disobey the king. He had to see this through. Count D looked over towards the Tralor forest. They had made it so far so fast. He just had to hold on a little more. Count D sniffled a bit, a little more was all he had to deal with. In a little while he would have his babies, and his father in his arms.
To Be Continued
I meant for this to be the conclusion to the Squire trials, but there is just so much going on, it would be odd to fit it all into one chapter. I hope you don't mind too much. I will wrap it up soon.
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