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Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

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Ahhhh, guys, I'm so sorry. I was planning to add this weekend, but never got around to it. I should have, but I kept doing other things...
I apologize. I think it finally hit me that I haven't added to this in almost three months. That's going to change, I promise. I WILL add.
Sorry it's been so long. I'll get on top of stuff from now on.
- B

09-Mar-2009 03:13:28

Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

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Thanks. Yeah, I intend to. I was gonna outline most of that story before writing it, but I've been writing random scenes here and there, like that opening scene. I want to get a significant amount done on that this spring, but...the way I work, who knows?
I'm working on stuff for this while I'm in school and stuff. I'll see about this weekend, but I do have a decent amount of work...so I can't make any guarantees, sorry.

14-Mar-2009 04:02:18

Crystal Smee

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Maston sprinted down the hall, pushing himself the last leg of the corridor back to the throne room. He could hear the sounds of battle from within. Arwing and Adrian needed him. When he burst through the door, however, there was no sign of the burly giant. His eyes scanned the room, seeking out the blonde-haired woman who was fleeing the soldiers, then turning and firing arrows back over her shoulder. One got too close and clipped her arm with his sword. With a cry, she dropped the bow and drew her dagger with her left hand. Now they surrounded her.
Maston raised his arms, summoning fire into his hands, and hurled it at the mass of soldiers. It exploded, eliciting screams from the Emperor’* men. They collapsed backwards as smoke filled the room. In the eruption, flames had shot in all directions and caught onto the hanging tapestries on the wall. It would take longer than the stable, but in a matter of minutes they would be trapped in the fire here. The warrior rushed forward. “Arwing?” he exclaimed. “Are you all right?”
She was huddled on the ground, awkwardly beating at flames along her pants. *I think so,” she said wearily as he knelt beside her. “But there’s more coming.”
“Where’s Adrian? And Lil?”
“Lil passed out on the way back.” She coughed and rubbed at her tearing eyes. “I set her on the steps. And Adrian—“ her voice caught. “He’s – he’s gone, Maston,” she whispered. When he gasped in disbelief, she pointed to a pile of dead soldiers. The man’s thick arm could be seen sticking out underneath, stained with blood, sword still clutched between meaty fingers. “He held them off for us,” she sniffled. “More soldiers came just after Lil and I got back. Maston, where’s Kzahar?” Maston hesitated. “Oh, no * Maston tell me you did*’t!

15-Mar-2009 16:46:36

Crystal Smee

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“I don’t know where he is,” he admitted.
“What happened?”
The anger was coming back. His body clenched, as though he had been hit. “He – he –“ His voice sounded strangled. “He let Issavan get away!” he burst out, slamming his fist against the ground. “I had him, I was going to do it, and he attacked me! We were in the stables, and – Issavan, he just jumped on a horse and rode out. I tried to get him with a fireball, but it was too late.” He was trembling with fury. In his mind, he saw the fireball exploding, fire rolling outward along the walls of the stable, and Issavan’s horse flying through the opening.
“Maston, we have to get out of here!” Arwing said urgently. Her voice was shaky, and high-pitched with fear.
He stared around, finally registering the flames that snaked across the floor toward them. “The fire…oh gods,” he gasped. This was his fault. And if anything happened to Arwing because he had lost his temper...
Just then, they heard the clang of more soldiers arriving. By now the entire, formidable castle guard had been roused to their presence. “Fire!” Maston could hear them shouting, and he pulled her to her feet, his grip tight on her arm.
“We can’t take them on like this. We’ll go back into the tunnel, and go the other way, into his chambers. It’s deeper into the castle, but I’m sure we can find a way out.” He ignored the tightening in his gut at the thought of seeing the little boy he had killed again, as well as the voice that told him perhaps they’d find the other children, and fulfill that part of the plan.
“We can’t leave without Kzahar!” Arwing protested.
*I don’t care what happens to him!” he growled angrily. “For all we know, he’s already dead! I left him in the burning stable. Get Lil up, all right?” The mace was still in his belt. He drew it now and walked toward the guards.

15-Mar-2009 16:46:49

Crystal Smee

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“Maston!” Arwing shouted, but he did*’t look back. He’d messed everything up, but at least he would have one last chance to protect her. That was the only thought in his brain now. After all that had happened, he could hardly think straight. Something in his gut told him that it was all over now; their plan was ruined, their quest was futile. But Maston would go down fighting to the last second, and take as many of these b*stards with him as he could.
“Hey! There!” one of them shouted. Maston smiled and charged him, knocking him backwards with a heavy blow. Fire shot from his hands, engulfing the next two and catching on the expensive scarlet rug on the floor. Within seconds, the fire blazed all along the floor to the throne, dividing the room in two. The effort left him panting, doubled over. His knees wavered, and for a moment he thought he might collapse. He was stretched to his last reserves, now; his body had given everything it had to give, and more. He watched with blurred vision as one of the soldiers was engulfed with the flames and fell to the ground, screaming.
How many men had he killed today? How many more deaths would he be responsible for with the fire he had created? He did*’t know, and he was shocked to discover he did*’t care. There was another blaze, this one inside of him, which hungered for as many deaths as he could cause. Everyone in this castle was guilty, if only for serving Issavan. They all deserved to die.
Arwing screamed his name from across the room, and he awoke from his reverie to find he was on his knees, supporting himself with one hand. His friends were trapped in this castle, too, and they did*’t deserve to die.
“Run, Arwing!” he shouted over the clamor. “Take Lil and get out!”

15-Mar-2009 16:47:01

Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

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He could only hope she heard, while he staggered upright to face the oncoming guards. Would this be his final stand, as it had been for Adrian? Or would help arrive in time? He felt no fear that he might die here, instead, some part of him even wanted to die. In this dark room, he had no sense of time passing, no sense of whether it was night still or day had finally come, bringing with it Rivera’s army – he hoped. The plan had gone horribly wrong – Issavan was supposed to be dead, and much more stealthily and quickly than this. They hadn’t been prepared for all out battle with the Emperor’s personal guard. Now the Royal Guard was roused, and he could imagine them flooding to all parts of the castle. They had taken too long! He had failed, and to die here would be one last justice he could do for the world. He would be a martyr. What was the point in living, anyway? It was over. Either way, Arwing and Lil must be safe – these soldiers couldn’t cross the blazing divide any more than he could. They were all on their own, now.
*******
Varrock was a wreck. In the simplest terms, Varrock had been destroyed. Krystal gaped at the mess before her. The streets swarmed with mobs, the same that the captain had been met with before only twenty-four hours ago when he brought in Bond. They had quieted during the day, but had been roused again by the fire in the castle. Soldiers in violet tunics, almost all on foot, rushed in large groups through the mass of people, trying in vain to quiet them. She gasped as one drew a truncheon from his belt and knocked down a beggar who had yelled at him. Now they screamed in anticipation as Rivera’s army poured through the gates. It was complete, utter chaos.
“Keep going!” Rivera hissed in her ear. “We have to get to the castle.”
“We’ll mow them down!" Krystal shot back. Unlike the guards at the gate, she couldn’t just run her horse over these people. These were the ones she was trying to save.

15-Mar-2009 16:47:37 - Last edited on 15-Mar-2009 16:50:00 by Crystal Smee

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