Chapter 7: Discoveries
Spoiler!
The following day...
<So, how convincing is the illusion?> asks Skip, turning around. the spell not only made him seem human, but also made his crystals invisible
<100%> says Fimitla, watching
That night...
Skip returns to the room. flint stands in the doorway.
<*Yawn* Hi Flint. here's your badge> Skip hands over his badge. Flint angrily pockets it.
<You need to come with me> he extends his hand, surrounding Skip in a blue fog. nothing happens.
<you already have Fimitla?>
<Yes.> Skip gives in, letting the spell put him to sleep.
Nhn...
Skip's hands are bound to a chair. his vision is blurred, and his mind clouded. Tekka talks with Flint. the room is stone, the chair being the only article of furniture. there is a door, and it is shut
<Did you find the armor?>
<Yes. it should arrive in a few days>
<Sir! he's awake!> Says Tusk, tensing up.
<Easy Tusk. the spell he is under won't allow him to make out his surroundings or lie. Flint, you are dismissed>
<Yes sir> Flint withdraws from the room. Tusk relaxes from his defensive stance.
<How do you think he got in?>
<I don't know. I wasn't allowed in, and I was the highest-ranking member> says Tekka, examining Skip.
<Still, it's hard to believe they'd let in a human boy>
<Where did you get the armor from?> Skip's head sways back and forth, lost.
<From the palace> he said, eyes never staying in the same place
<How did you obtain it?>
<it was given to me>
<By whom?>
<The council>
<The council is dead. what is the truth!>
<Could see through them. ghosts. illusions. I like illusions. they're useful>
<How do you use illusions?>
<To hide. hide from evil>
<What evil?>
<Torture. pain. suffering. death...>
<Who does these things?>
<Lies. he lies. he is not himself.>
<Who?!>
<He is only a puppet. only a pawn in a wretched game...>
<Who's game?>
<The human's. the master's. the possessor. the slime that leaks. the slime that controls. the slime that tortures and kills>
<Who is the "Slime"!?>
<Mana.>
<What?>
<Mana. it makes fine jewelry. like the one around your neck> Tekka clutches the Mana crystal set in a barnacle around his neck. it had saved his life.
<I have a necklace too!> Skip boasts groggily.
<Was there any found in his room?> Tekka whispers to Tusk
<No sir>
<Where is it then?>
<I'm wearing it!>
<Lies!> Slap!
Skip's face stings. Tekka goes to slap him again, but stops. a hair sits on his palm. it is the color of Skip's hair, turning black at the base.
<Owwwwww> says Skip
<That's nufin'! I been hit harder dan dat!>
Thwack!
<How did you breach the city defences!>
<Dey wet us in>
<Lies!>
Crack!
The chair falls over.
<Why must you torture me? has two years of my suffering not pleased you?>
<What?>
<You know. Filthy human. it was your whip. your hand. your pawn. that's right. I figured you out. I figured out that you posses Achibach. I saw through your lies>
<What in hell is he talking about?> asks Tusk
<AGH!> Says Skip, as he thrashes in the chair, pain seemingly being applied.
<that's right. whip me! whip me like the coward you are! use someone else's hands to keep your own clean! oh, now you're going to erase my memory? Fah! you will NEVER break me!>
<I have no idea. I'm gonna release the spell. be ready for anything> Tusk nods. Tekka waves his hand over the fallen chair. Skip blinks.
<What a ni...> he sees Tekka.
<Untie him>
<Sir?>
<Do it!> Tusk obeys, and releases Skip.
Skip weakly attempts to stand.
<F-father?> he collapses, hand clasped on the invisible necklace. he weakly pulls it away before blacking out. Tekka kneels down, taking in the sight before his eyes. his son lay, having succumbed to the blows dealt by himself. a feeling worse than guilt washed over Tekka.
<Get a medic. Now!> Tusk sprints out of the room as Tekka took Skip in his arms. he strokes Skip's head.
<I am so sorry Lor... What have I done...>
Later...
Fimitla is being escorted to the medbay by two keidran guards. she hadn't smelled a single human since arriving. in exclusion of Skip's scent, of course. she still wondered why she was being taken to the medbay. had Flint hurt Skip?
The guards opened the door to the room. and she was worried. a lot. She ran to the bedside. Skip lay, unconscious. magic had healed his wounds, but not woken him. Tekka sat on the bed, watching Skip.
<What have you done to him!?> She growled angrily, glaring at Tekka. Tekka grabbed her hand in a polite gesture, about to kiss it, but Fimitla didn't like that.
<Stay off me!>
Slice!
Blood dripped from Tekka's clawed face for a moment before he healed himself.
<Take it easy! I'm his dad for The Masks' sake!>
<What? he told me that he thought his dad was dead!>
<Look beyond the words you hear. look to what you see> She looked at him closer, taking in the same yellow eyes, that almost the same shade of orange, and... a black triangle. on the back of his ear. just like Skip's.
<Trust. Trust those who love. Trust those who help. That's how we met...> Says Tekka, becoming lost in thought. Fimitla strokes Skip's hair, taking in what Tekka had said.
<what's... what's his real name?>
<What do you mean?>
<His birth name. he can't remember>
<His full title is Prince Lorfanclaw Noblejaw Valianthonor of Molaruna>
<Now I see how he forgot it>
<yeah, it's a mouthful. We called him Lor>
<he's a prince?>
<That may say a lot for humans and some Keidran, but in our city it meant he was son of the King, who was son of The High Elder, the TRUE king>
<Is that why you had Flint follow him?>
<No, to be honest we had no idea. we though he was a contact for Achibach. that ended when he bought Poppy. but the way he treated her... had our intrest>
<How is Poppy?>
<Set to be married to Flint in a few months>
<Hmm. and to believe he was scared of her for a while>
<He was what of her?>
<Scared. though I don't blame him. she was in heat, after all>
a day ago...
Wow, thought Milly.
That was fast. and nice. a few moments before he was pretty much denying it
Lor lay beside her, snoring gently. Milly decides to stay in bed and snuggle in, hoping to get some extra sleep.
a few minutes later, Lor blinks awake. Milly nuzzles him in her sleep. Lor freezes.
<We did what?!>
<Nothing bad if that's why your worried> Says Milly, licking his nose
<Wh-wh-why did I do that?!> Milly shrugs
<At least it was nice> says Milly, nuzzling Lor.
<Do me a favor and don't touch that triangle again>
<Why? did it make you do that?>
<From what I've pieced together: yes. it's something unique to my home. the girls have it too, except it affects... other sensitivities>
<Really? do I get one?>
<No. you have to have at least one parent with it to get it>
<remember the name of the city or anything else?>
<Molaruna. I am Prince Lorfanclaw Noblejaw Valianthonor of Molaruna>
<wat>
<I know. I hardly believe it myself. that's what you get when your hometown is destroyed when you're three>
<Any family?>
<No.>
<Really? I'm not family?>
<I mean-not yet>
<Oh really?> she reaches up for his triangle. never taking his eyes off the ceiling, he grabs her hand, a few inches short of it's target
<please no. I really don't need that today> Milly sighs and gets out of bed.
<What'd I say?> Asks Lor as Milly slams the door behind her. he hopped out of the bed and to the door. he looked back at the bed. he turns back to the door. Milly stands in front of him.
<umm.... Mmph!> she has pulled him into a kiss. he hesitantly embraces it, wrapping his arms around her. it's very nice. Milly pulls away.
<I'm family now, right?>
<Y-yes?> she kisses him again
<Now?>
<Yes>
<Good. breakfast?>
<Yes please!>
<We'll go to Bar's! it's the best place around!> he grabs her hand
<Milly. don't go waving around my title. it's enough to get us killed> she looks into his eyes, realizing that they're full of fear.
<I won't. Just Lor?>
<Yes. just Lor>
<So, how convincing is the illusion?> asks Skip, turning around. the spell not only made him seem human, but also made his crystals invisible
<100%> says Fimitla, watching
That night...
Skip returns to the room. flint stands in the doorway.
<*Yawn* Hi Flint. here's your badge> Skip hands over his badge. Flint angrily pockets it.
<You need to come with me> he extends his hand, surrounding Skip in a blue fog. nothing happens.
<you already have Fimitla?>
<Yes.> Skip gives in, letting the spell put him to sleep.
Nhn...
Skip's hands are bound to a chair. his vision is blurred, and his mind clouded. Tekka talks with Flint. the room is stone, the chair being the only article of furniture. there is a door, and it is shut
<Did you find the armor?>
<Yes. it should arrive in a few days>
<Sir! he's awake!> Says Tusk, tensing up.
<Easy Tusk. the spell he is under won't allow him to make out his surroundings or lie. Flint, you are dismissed>
<Yes sir> Flint withdraws from the room. Tusk relaxes from his defensive stance.
<How do you think he got in?>
<I don't know. I wasn't allowed in, and I was the highest-ranking member> says Tekka, examining Skip.
<Still, it's hard to believe they'd let in a human boy>
<Where did you get the armor from?> Skip's head sways back and forth, lost.
<From the palace> he said, eyes never staying in the same place
<How did you obtain it?>
<it was given to me>
<By whom?>
<The council>
<The council is dead. what is the truth!>
<Could see through them. ghosts. illusions. I like illusions. they're useful>
<How do you use illusions?>
<To hide. hide from evil>
<What evil?>
<Torture. pain. suffering. death...>
<Who does these things?>
<Lies. he lies. he is not himself.>
<Who?!>
<He is only a puppet. only a pawn in a wretched game...>
<Who's game?>
<The human's. the master's. the possessor. the slime that leaks. the slime that controls. the slime that tortures and kills>
<Who is the "Slime"!?>
<Mana.>
<What?>
<Mana. it makes fine jewelry. like the one around your neck> Tekka clutches the Mana crystal set in a barnacle around his neck. it had saved his life.
<I have a necklace too!> Skip boasts groggily.
<Was there any found in his room?> Tekka whispers to Tusk
<No sir>
<Where is it then?>
<I'm wearing it!>
<Lies!> Slap!
Skip's face stings. Tekka goes to slap him again, but stops. a hair sits on his palm. it is the color of Skip's hair, turning black at the base.
<Owwwwww> says Skip
<That's nufin'! I been hit harder dan dat!>
Thwack!
<How did you breach the city defences!>
<Dey wet us in>
<Lies!>
Crack!
The chair falls over.
<Why must you torture me? has two years of my suffering not pleased you?>
<What?>
<You know. Filthy human. it was your whip. your hand. your pawn. that's right. I figured you out. I figured out that you posses Achibach. I saw through your lies>
<What in hell is he talking about?> asks Tusk
<AGH!> Says Skip, as he thrashes in the chair, pain seemingly being applied.
<that's right. whip me! whip me like the coward you are! use someone else's hands to keep your own clean! oh, now you're going to erase my memory? Fah! you will NEVER break me!>
<I have no idea. I'm gonna release the spell. be ready for anything> Tusk nods. Tekka waves his hand over the fallen chair. Skip blinks.
<What a ni...> he sees Tekka.
<Untie him>
<Sir?>
<Do it!> Tusk obeys, and releases Skip.
Skip weakly attempts to stand.
<F-father?> he collapses, hand clasped on the invisible necklace. he weakly pulls it away before blacking out. Tekka kneels down, taking in the sight before his eyes. his son lay, having succumbed to the blows dealt by himself. a feeling worse than guilt washed over Tekka.
<Get a medic. Now!> Tusk sprints out of the room as Tekka took Skip in his arms. he strokes Skip's head.
<I am so sorry Lor... What have I done...>
Later...
Fimitla is being escorted to the medbay by two keidran guards. she hadn't smelled a single human since arriving. in exclusion of Skip's scent, of course. she still wondered why she was being taken to the medbay. had Flint hurt Skip?
The guards opened the door to the room. and she was worried. a lot. She ran to the bedside. Skip lay, unconscious. magic had healed his wounds, but not woken him. Tekka sat on the bed, watching Skip.
<What have you done to him!?> She growled angrily, glaring at Tekka. Tekka grabbed her hand in a polite gesture, about to kiss it, but Fimitla didn't like that.
<Stay off me!>
Slice!
Blood dripped from Tekka's clawed face for a moment before he healed himself.
<Take it easy! I'm his dad for The Masks' sake!>
<What? he told me that he thought his dad was dead!>
<Look beyond the words you hear. look to what you see> She looked at him closer, taking in the same yellow eyes, that almost the same shade of orange, and... a black triangle. on the back of his ear. just like Skip's.
<Trust. Trust those who love. Trust those who help. That's how we met...> Says Tekka, becoming lost in thought. Fimitla strokes Skip's hair, taking in what Tekka had said.
<what's... what's his real name?>
<What do you mean?>
<His birth name. he can't remember>
<His full title is Prince Lorfanclaw Noblejaw Valianthonor of Molaruna>
<Now I see how he forgot it>
<yeah, it's a mouthful. We called him Lor>
<he's a prince?>
<That may say a lot for humans and some Keidran, but in our city it meant he was son of the King, who was son of The High Elder, the TRUE king>
<Is that why you had Flint follow him?>
<No, to be honest we had no idea. we though he was a contact for Achibach. that ended when he bought Poppy. but the way he treated her... had our intrest>
<How is Poppy?>
<Set to be married to Flint in a few months>
<Hmm. and to believe he was scared of her for a while>
<He was what of her?>
<Scared. though I don't blame him. she was in heat, after all>
a day ago...
Wow, thought Milly.
That was fast. and nice. a few moments before he was pretty much denying it
Lor lay beside her, snoring gently. Milly decides to stay in bed and snuggle in, hoping to get some extra sleep.
a few minutes later, Lor blinks awake. Milly nuzzles him in her sleep. Lor freezes.
<We did what?!>
<Nothing bad if that's why your worried> Says Milly, licking his nose
<Wh-wh-why did I do that?!> Milly shrugs
<At least it was nice> says Milly, nuzzling Lor.
<Do me a favor and don't touch that triangle again>
<Why? did it make you do that?>
<From what I've pieced together: yes. it's something unique to my home. the girls have it too, except it affects... other sensitivities>
<Really? do I get one?>
<No. you have to have at least one parent with it to get it>
<remember the name of the city or anything else?>
<Molaruna. I am Prince Lorfanclaw Noblejaw Valianthonor of Molaruna>
<wat>
<I know. I hardly believe it myself. that's what you get when your hometown is destroyed when you're three>
<Any family?>
<No.>
<Really? I'm not family?>
<I mean-not yet>
<Oh really?> she reaches up for his triangle. never taking his eyes off the ceiling, he grabs her hand, a few inches short of it's target
<please no. I really don't need that today> Milly sighs and gets out of bed.
<What'd I say?> Asks Lor as Milly slams the door behind her. he hopped out of the bed and to the door. he looked back at the bed. he turns back to the door. Milly stands in front of him.
<umm.... Mmph!> she has pulled him into a kiss. he hesitantly embraces it, wrapping his arms around her. it's very nice. Milly pulls away.
<I'm family now, right?>
<Y-yes?> she kisses him again
<Now?>
<Yes>
<Good. breakfast?>
<Yes please!>
<We'll go to Bar's! it's the best place around!> he grabs her hand
<Milly. don't go waving around my title. it's enough to get us killed> she looks into his eyes, realizing that they're full of fear.
<I won't. Just Lor?>
<Yes. just Lor>