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Yeah, a lot of others have the same problem. XD

Hmm...

I was expecting Ark and Seph to show up by now. I know Ark's busy with other things, and usually Seph's posted by now and I haven't seen him on since.

I'm a worrywart. D: So, of course I'm going to worry about these things. o_o
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Chapter 7: Disembodied Glance

Later into the day, the rain had not let up. The bullets from the heavens above continued to shoot down onto the already moist grounds. The water droplets dripped down from the golden rails that surrounded the rich district of the city of Avdima. Hardly any light fought through the gray darkness that shielded it's radiant embrace from reaching the people below.

Nobody was outside, not a single rich person giggled and laughed at the misery of the poor people. The world grew silent and still, the only noise that kept this place with life was the very rain that kept everybody away. Silence was growing, and there was nothing besides the rain to keep this place from being dead.

A small wooden house, the rain droplets punched and pounded the rooftops. They bashed and banged the wood like somebody was trying to blast the door down. Inside this house, Modello was sitting down on his bed, his hat, mask, and blades sat on or against the table beside his bed.

He had removed his black jacket that concealed most of his face, divulging his pale white sculpted body. His face, head, and almost entire upper body was revealed. The jacket laid in Modello's lap quiescently. In his left hand was a bundle of white bandages, looking just like the bandages off of a mummy's carcass.

Modello's emerald green irises scroll over to the wound on his right shoulder, the one left behind after the battle they had about ten hours ago. In the wound, there still poured a bit of fresh blood, while around the wound and below it was a mess of dried blood. Modello threw the bandages over his right shoulder, lifted up his right arm, and wrapped the bandages around his shoulder.
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Around and around his left hand spun, like a spider spinning a web. After about ten seconds of careful spinning, three layers of bandages stood between the humid Fall air and the wound that left a hole in Modello's shoulder. After that was done, Modello shuffled his head out to his window. His emerald green irises watched each raindrop finally arrive to their destination after the longest odyssey.

Raindrops cloaked the glass shield of his window, sliding down sluggishly. Some merged together, others seem like they were running from the raindrop behind them. They hasted down faster than the raindrop behind them. The apple in Modello's eyes laid silent, emotionless. He turned his body so that his entire body could lay flat on his pillow topped mattress.

He laid his head down upon his cotton pillow, the middle of the pillow consumed and molded into the form of his head. He hurled the light brown covers over his body. His face looked up at his roof, he heard the rain slapping against it. His eyes sluggishly herded together, charging at each other. He fell into a sleep, but of course his mind was always on the one person he always dreamed about.

In his dream, back at least eleven years ago, at East Ardougne. Modello and Alyssa walked together, hand in hand, into the centre of the wealth capital. Modello's pale blue eyes shuffled over to the woman he loved. "Alyssa," he called. "I've got a question."

Alyssa heard the one she loved speak to her, she turned her head over to Modello. Her hazel irises entered the pale blue ocean in his eyes. "What is it, Del?" she replied.

Modello drew in breath, collecting his thoughts. He let out the air that infiltrated his lungs out like a sigh. "Do you hate anyone?" questioned Modello, his voice sounded rather tense of the question.
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"Why do you ask?" she replied.

"Because I can't help but to feel that way towards my father..." he said, memories of the day his father abandoned them flooded into his mind. "I mean, just abandoning me and my mother, without even saying goodbye. I can't help but it feel some sort of hatred."

"I understand," she replied, but her voice seemed like she was going to continue. "But I say you should at least hear what your father's reason for leaving before making a final judgment, don't you think?"

"Yeah," he replied. "But I still don't see why he left in the first place. Why?"

"I wish I could answer that," she said, saddened. "I'm sorry."

A chuckle leaped out of Modello's mouth. "You dork," he replied. "It's not your fault, so why apologize?"

"I don't know." she answered, her eyelids were down, blocking her eyes like curtains on a window.

"Hey, hey, hey," he repeated, throwing his arms around Alyssa. He pulled Alyssa closer to him and embraced her. "It's okay, why become sad for some stupid question?"

"I...don't know." she repeated herself.

"Just forget I said anything about it, okay?"

She shook her head up and down, Modello is able to feel her head move. "Alright," she replied, wrapping around Modello like a Christmas ribbon.
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Back into reality, in a room full of torturous tools. Iron maidens, racks, chains, swords, everything. The Iericho knight captured after the battle that cost the lives of the King and Queen had his wrists and ankles bolted to the eastern wall. His eyes scroll left to right frantically, his teeth chattered his fear. Bullets of sweat shiver down his forehead.

Suddenly, the door into the room sluggishly opens, revealing the man in light blue armour - Prince Allister. His indigo purple eyes glare up at the Iericho soldier, his Saradomin longsword sheathed beside his right hip. Behind him were Lite and Varon. "You are a knight of the Kingdom of Iericho, correct?" he asked, stepping closer and closer to the knight slowly.

"Yes, yes," the knight said, his voice fast as the wind. "B-but, it's not my mind when I fight, I-I s-swear!"

Allister raised an eyebrow. "Not your mind?"

"N-no!" he yelped. "T-t-that..d-demon! H-h-he controls you, kills off your family so that you may b-b-bury hatred in your heart!"

"He kills your entire family?"

"Not him, but yes...!" he yelped. "He forces you to submit to him, against your will!"

"If not him, who?"

"A woman! I-I don't know her name, but I think the others called her Alina!"

"You seem to be in the elite army of the Kingdom of Iericho, yes?"

"Y-y-yes!"

"Does Tamir plan any movements - any advances?"

The Ierciho knight shook his head fast, faster than a train. "Y-yes!" he yelled. "I don't know the full detail, but the other knights say that Tamir has found something - something very important!"

"Is that so?" said Allister, sounding very interested but at the same time very fearful. "What is it?"

"They say it's the body of Zion!"
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Allister's eyes quickly widened bigger than an owl's. His mouth stood wide open. But then, his teeth quickly grit together, his facial expression reveals anger and dislike. "Dammit, how did Tamir find it!?" His eyes return to the knight. "When are they leaving to retrieve it?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow at noon!" he replied. "They head underground, between the two cities!"

"Good, I look forward to meeting them."

"Alright, I've told you everything!" he yelped. "Let me go, please!"

"Of course, as promised." Allister spun his head over to his left, looking back at Lite and Varon. "Release him." Lite, standing at the right, walks forward and unbolts both the knight's ankles and wrists. Varon standing at the left, does the same thing as Lite. As the knight drops down to the ground, he notices his vision going red.

"Oh, no!" he yelped. His blue, turning red irises rise up at Allister. "Kill me, quickly!" Allister looks down at the knight, noticing the change. He shuffled his eyes both to Varon and Lite. "Quickly, restrain him!" commanded Allister.

Varon and Lite quickly grab the arms of the knight, wrapping their arms around one of the knight's arms. They pull their weight down to the ground to keep the knight down. Allister grabbed down the handle of his Saradomin longsword, pulling it out of it's sheath. He pointed the blade at the knight's throat.

"Rest assured," he said to the knight. "Tamir's follies will not continue for much longer."

The knight gulped, but then let out a contented sigh. "Thank you," the knight thanked.

"Forgive me for what I must do." he said. "Rest in Peace, my friend." Allister raised his blade up, then swung it down fast at the throat of the knight. The blade cuts deep into the knight's throat, about a thumb. His blade cuts straight through the throat, cutting veins and spilling blood.
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Blood jumped into the air, splattering onto Allister's holy blade. Of course, he couldn't drop to the ground as Varon and Lite held onto the knight's arms. His head drops down lifeless, hanging down towards the ground. His arms dangled down and his body like a ragdoll, no life left. Blood poured down onto the floor, adding new blood to the already blood covered floor.

Allister's eyes go down, making them appear like empty bowls. "Bury his body," he commanded. "I need to inform the others of the information I have received." The two shook their heads, acknowledging his command, carrying his body outside of the chamber. Allister stood in the chamber, letting out a sigh and storming off to see the others.

Meanwhile, in a small concrete houses in between the rich and poor districts. Moriah paced back and forth between her books, looking for answers of the powers that Tamir possesses. Moriah let out a frustrated sigh as her eyes scroll through each sentence of each page a hundred times.

"There's nothing about it," she said to herself. "No information, no history of any gods possessing the same powers as he does, no nothing. Is his powers truly one of a kind? Are they truly not of the capability of magic?"

"It is power beyond what mortals can achieve," said a voice, the voice deep and with an echo. "Of course, only the weak minded give in to the power of temptation."

This voice startles Moriah, she shuffled her head left and right to find the source of the voice. At the corner of her eyes, she sees a hooded shadow figure with gleaming red eyes. She pointed her left index finger at it, her face full of fear. "You're that thing I saw yesterday!" she yelped.
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"I am intrigued that you are able to see me," it said. "Mortals cannot see me."

"What are you trying to say?"

"You must be a part of our bloodline in order to see me."

"Bloodline?" she asked, taking a step back. "Just who are you?!"

"You will learn that in due time," it replied. "Tamir Thymos' weak mind has given into the temptation of power that I gave him. His mind completely inebriated under my power."

"You gave him his powers?!"

"Yes, I have," he replied. "But only for a limited time before I take them back."

"Why?"

"You will learn soon, my dear."

"Alright, enough of the run around." she stated. "What bloodline am I apparently a part of?"

"Ours. The bloodline of Zion."

"That maniac who murdered all those people during the Third Age..."

"I've got a question for you," it said. "If you were offered a power to revive all the people who had died by the plague, the ones you loved, would you accept?"

Moriah's eyes got down, but her face held an expression of anger. "I'll be honest," she replied. "No, not everyone. Only most of the world. I can't forgive what some of the people have done to me and my family."

"It's so amusing how much hatred a human can have." the shadow said. "You, especially." With that said, the shadow disappeared into the night. Moriah realizes something, she quickly rushed over to her bookcase and quickly scrolled her left index finger over the thousands of books she has. "Where is it, where is it!?" she repeated.
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Her finger suddenly points to the book she was looking for, her eyes lit up when she saw it. It was a book about the mortal Zion, who stopped Zamorak but nearly ended the world. "I never really read this book," she said in her head. "But I know there's something about that shadow in here, somewhere."

The book in her hand was called "The Legacy and the Reality of Zion" written by Uzal Babak Mercer, a book never read by the public until today. Her eyes scroll over it's content. And her eyes widened. "Zin..." she mumbled.

The End of Chapter 7,
Next Chapter:
Chapter 8: The Catacombs of Zion

Thank you for reading, I appreciate it ^_^

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