Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
I stalked out of the tent and picked up a tent hammer once again. This ugly thing was rapidly becoming my weapon of choice. I began a circuit until i noticed by motorbike still on its side. I pulled it back up onto its stand and wiped the worst of the mud from its chassis. When i deemed it clean enough i got, kicking the engine to life, i began to drive circuits of the camp, hammer in one hand. I must look like a 20th century thor, i thought idly. Its a good job i filled the tank last time we were in town. As i drove my mind began to wander until thoughts of Fee filled my head. Even it the midst of all this terrible sadness, some good things had formed. And so have some bad things, i thought broodily, and it's all Kili's fault. That thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. We were a family. Ok so people fell out but you don't walk out on family. You just don't, and you don't drag others away with you. At that moment i remembered my promise to Alura. I would bring Daemyn back. Someone else could guard the camp, i had work to do. I pulled the hood of my trenchcoat up, pulled black finger less gloves from my pocket, hefted my hammer and drove toward where Nick thought they had been ambushed. I had promised Alura Daemyn and by god i was going to get him. Kili wanted a war, she had no idea what she was about to get, i thought with a stern grimace.
I have looked into the eye of the storm and stared it down. I am an adrenaline junky and i know no fear.
After checking that everyone int he tent was alright, I went outside to bring Mikael a cup of hot cocoa. I know it wouldn't do anything considering he didn't feel, but it would ease my worry. Only, when I walked outside he wasn't there. "Mikael?" I called, walking around the tent. He wasn't anywhere! grumbling under my breath, I walked back into the tent, and found Markus sitting with Lizzie and Zeb. "Hey," I said softly, walking up to them. "Markus, can I ask you to do a favor for me?" "Sure," He said, standing up and following me to the front of the tent. "Mikael left to find Daemyn again, and since Nick is hurt I was wondering...could you just make sure everyone is ok in here? I know it's not especially your thing, but I just need someone to keep an eye on everything. You're really nice and I'd appreciate your help." He looked down at me, resistance in his eyes. "Ok," He said finally. "But Fee?" "Yes?" "Where will you be?" I sighed, rubbing a hand over my eyes. "I'm going to guard the tent. I can't fight so well, but I need to be there if they-" I stopped and winced at my choice of words. "When they come back, I mean." After a looking into my eyes for a second, Markus nodded and turned back into the tent. I just hoped Mikael came back, whether or not he had Daemyn. It was mean, but I knew we'd face off with Kili eventually, and then we could just grab Daemyn. But then again, the longer we waited to get Daemyn, the more pain Lurie would have to endure. I winced, thinking about how strong she was, and how the love of her life was the only one that could've, and did, break her down.
With a jolt, I realised Mikael could do the same to me.
We walked in nonchalantly, just barely glancing at each other as we sat on opposite sides of Nick's bed.
"What'd I miss?" Nick smirked. He seemed to have recovered fast.
"Nothing much," I said, shrugging.
"I healed my foot, see?" he pointed. I sucked in a breath. I know Desmond heard it because I saw him glance at me and then gulp.
"Yeah, but can you walk on it?" he stammered.
"I think so." Nick swung his legs off the bed and gingerly placed his foot on the floor. After testing it a minute, he stood up and took a few, short steps before flopping back onto the bed.
"It's not perfect but I should be fine in a couple of days," he grinned.
Desmond and I exchanged worried looks. I cleared my throat and pretended to be happy. "T-That's awesome, Nick. Cool."
His grin faded. "Okay, either of you two want to tell me what's wrong?"
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I sat in a corner of the girls tent watching the whole blood thing on Nicks leg...disgusting. I got up and made my way outside towards the fire and sat down. I began to hum to myself. Daemyn didn't love me, if he did he would have came with me...but what if he is saying the same thing about me. Should I join Kili? I stared as the fire danced before me. I just began to walk around camp still humming with tears streaming down my face.
"Ask not what your teenager can do for you, but what you can do for your teenager."
I stare at Des and Kat. I know what's coming, they're going to tell my what I already know. They are a "thing." Whatever. I tell myself that I don't really care, that Kat was like the sister I never had, but it isn't true. I DO care, and I'm angry. I try to keep from grimacing as Kat opens her mouth.
"Nick, um, I know you like me, and I like you, but not like that, and Des and I are...you know." The words are rushed, so that I barely understand them. I nod, as if in a dream.
"Yeah, uh, okay, that's cool, I guess." I say, with fake conviction, "Look, can you guys, like, go away for a little while? I'm tired." With that, I turn over in my bed, and close my eyes. I stay like that until I hear them walk away. Good, I think bitterly, let them be alone with their love. I don't care.
But I do.
And remember...A portkey can be any sort of harmless object...A football...or a dolphin. ~Snape, AVPM
"You are the egg, you are the chrysalis, you are the progeny. You are the rot that falls from stars." ~Will Henry, on Typhoeus magnificum
The last time anyone had seen me, I had lead Fee and Viper into a forest in the middle of nowhere. After that, I had floated back to camp and watched all the hecticness, front-row seat. Its quieted down now, and so I'm floating towards Kili's camp.
Finally, I reach it. I re-materialize before Kili.
"The Mistfits are in upheaval," I reported. She still looked a little dreary from sleep., but that lurking madness still existed in her eyes. I would have to do something about that eventually. In fact, everyone there in the camp was an idiot or mentally unstable.
"Now would be a good time to raid some supplies, but its up to you."
I saw smoke coming from a tree line and a vicious grin split my face. Here i come Daemyn, i thought. You hurt Alura and now i'm gonna hurt you. The i'm gonna drag you back so she can have her own back too. I stopped the bike, picked up the hammer and strode up the hill, hoping some suprise would allow me to grab Daemyn with minimum bloodshed,well minimum of his bloodshed anyway. It's not like i was going bleed. I could see some of them gathered around a smouldering fire. I ignored most of the faces until finally i settled on the one i was after. Daemyn. I jumped into the ring of fire light and swung, glancing him upside the head. I turned and saw ?Zerythra? I was about to swing my hammer at her until i realised how much damaged that would do her frail skeleton. Anyway it wasn't like she was going to make me bleed with a pointy stick.
I have looked into the eye of the storm and stared it down. I am an adrenaline junky and i know no fear.
Kili had been about to say something when a mad kid fell out of nowhere like a frenzied coconut and began swinging a heavy hammer around.
I ducked for cover, but it became obvious he wasn't after me. He battered his way through Carmel to Daemyn, and began dragging him out of camp.
Damn, I thought. We need him.
I got up from the underbrush and advanced on the hammer-welding menace. I broke up my molecules and took control of the hammer. I hit the guy in the face.
I knocked Carmel to the side and managed to grab hold of Daemyn. As a dragged him down the hill toward the hammer, my hammer jerked up and hit me in the face. Daemyn dropped from my hand and i promptly fell on my butt. No pain, no injuries, just a slight shock and a force that took me off my feet. I grabbed for the hammer and it shifted away from my hand before hitting me in the gut and knocking me over again. As the hammer came down again, i rolled, tirned and grabeed it. "Zack, stop this right now. If you want to fight come out and face me like a man."
I have looked into the eye of the storm and stared it down. I am an adrenaline junky and i know no fear.
I mope in the tent for a little while, but I can't go to sleep, so I get up. My foot seems to be fine, but I walk carefully anyway. No sense in losing more blood. I see Kat and Desmond, so I quickly turn around and head in the other direction. I literally run into Lurie around the corner of the girl's tent. I apologize, but she doesn't seem to hear. I feel bad for her, and if Daemyn was here, I would teleport him to Pluto. Hey, there's an idea. Why don't I just teleport Kili and Caramel to somewhere where it would be impossible to survive? I decide to ask Fee. My guess is that she probably won't let me, but, hey, always worth a try.
And remember...A portkey can be any sort of harmless object...A football...or a dolphin. ~Snape, AVPM
"You are the egg, you are the chrysalis, you are the progeny. You are the rot that falls from stars." ~Will Henry, on Typhoeus magnificum
"Zack, stop this right now. If you want to fight come out and face me like a man."
I chuckled at this. I partially solidified myself, just enough that I could speak. Mikael swung at my hazy figure, but it passed right though me.
"I don't think so," I answered. "But here's an idea- you have a choice. You can leave, crying back to tell your friends you failed. Or, I can kill you."
"Ha. You? Kill me? How pray tell will you do that? What are you going to hit me with the hammer? Take over my bike and drive it at me? Don't you get it. That won't work. I'm a freaking living statue you moron! Now why don't just fly off back to Kili and leave me the hell alone." I drove the hammer into the floor to make it useless to him, picked up Daemyn and continued to trudge down the hill to my bike, determined to take him back.
I have looked into the eye of the storm and stared it down. I am an adrenaline junky and i know no fear.
