《Shattered Destiny》Chapter 25: The Grand Plan
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Rellgis Rillem-
Seated on a gold sofa, Khufu sat across from me, both of us having a glass of wine in hand. The palace living room is spacious, and all the lights had tints of gold on them, including paintings, floor, pots, vases… practically everything. "I'm not surprised… you're still obsessed with gold," I looked a Khufu with a dull expression while he was relishing some of the grape-colored wine.
"Shut it Rellgis, gold is an art. Something pure, beautiful, remarkable... You'd truly never understand how amazing gold is," Khufu scoffed, shaking his head in disappointment.
"Haha, your definitely right about that," I mocked enjoying more wine.
As we continued to conversate, "Khufu!" A woman's demanding voice rang through the air.
We both looked to our right, staring at the gold entryway showing Nefertiti with a worried expression, carrying a fluffy black kitten in her arms. "Khufu, where's Cleo and Devail? I found Bastet running to me when I got out the carriage, are they here?" -Her brown eyes shifted onto me- "Oh my, hello Rellgis. I'm guessing your son Skysin is supposed to be here too?" Nefertiti asked.
Nefertiti wore a golden head piece with a cobra in the center, and had shoulder-length, pearly pink hair. An elegant white linen dress, with drapes that came down to her upper thighs. Plus, golden heels displayed on her feet.
'It seems Khufu pushed his golden ways to Nefertiti as well...' I thought to myself with a sigh. "Yeah, he's in the city. But now that I think about it, the three of them should've arrived by now. It's getting late," I stood setting the wine glass on the table.
"You're right... somethings obviously going on. Bastet doesn't go anywhere without Cleo," Khufu claimed erecting to his feet as well, then walked over to Nefertiti.
"Something happened to them, we have to find the kids immediately. I'm going to notify the guards this instant," Nefertiti tensely replied, heading outside with Bastet to the post.
"What could've happened to them though, I placed guards with them. But it could be a possibility that they were killed off, still… they're all in peak of calcite. This is definitely a problem," Khufu placed his hand on his chin, trying to determine what could've happened.
"That could be a possibility, plus if Skysin's not here, he might've met them sometime during the day. More than likely, he's caught up with them," I added as we walked throughout the vast hall, making way to the entrance.
After we exited the palace and stood near the stair well, Khufu responded, "let's start looking around the city first. If we can't find the kids, it's possible they may be outside the city walls."
"Right, lets meet up at the central building if we can't find them in the city. Then we'll check outside the walls next," I replied. In a flash, Khufu and I rushed from the palace faster than the blink of an eye, sprinting through the humongous city to find the kids.
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Skysin Rillem-
I goggled at the heavenly girl, her pink hair in a messy bun that dazzled from the moons light, like a beautiful pearl glistening in the darkness. Her smooth, golden honey-colored skin has a wonderful luster. Having short eyebrows, curly eyelashes, and those alluring, cat-like crimson red eyes, giving me an impression of mysteriousness. Along with a mole on the left of her pretty face under her pink lips. The attire she wore made me think she was royalty.
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Then, I had a blast of memories play in my head. It was with that woman Alorerah, the one I kept having dreams about. The girl had shed a single tear from her right eye, "Dranon...?" She murmured quietly.
I was puzzled at first, but I concluded she also had that flash of déjà vu as well. Only thing is, I struggled to say anything; only mindlessly having my mouth gaped open. I noticed another gorgeous girl seated beside her. Long, silky amethyst hair ending near her lower back, like a purple quartz you'd find in a cave. She has a single strand of hair that dangled in between her big, crystalline emerald-green eyes. Her long eyelashes are thick, the healthy skin she has is a warm tone of peach, and basically wore the same attire as the other.
"You mean the guy from your dreams, Cleo? Are you ok?" The purple-haired girl hastily asked, confused from what took place.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it Devail. I'm fine..." Cleo responded quickly, shooting down the question.
It finally clicked in my head, recalling what dad and Khufu had spoken about earlier today. 'Troublemakers...girls...' I echoed in my head, contemplating about their conversation. "Could you two be the daughters of Khufu?" I asked.
They both looked at me, "yes, we are. Who might you be?" Devail asked positioning herself towards me.
"I'm Skysin."
Cleo moved forward, seating on her bottom, "how did you get here, Skysin?" She questioned.
"Well, I met this fluffy black cat, and it took me to the back of the restaurant to see you guys being abducted - the guards were all killed though. That cat helped me follow the guys who kidnapped you both, then I came across the building we're in now. But guards were blocking the entrance, so I acted as if I was a girl to infiltrate. But… they knocked me out as soon as I walked in..." I faintly chuckled.
"You must've met Bastet! Where is she? Is she safe?" Cleo anxiously asked. I nodded in response, "yeah, she's fine. I left her on a tree branch away from harm."
"Thank you for not bringing her into trouble," Cleo expressed making a genuine smile. I shook my head, "don't thank me yet, we still gotta get out of here."
"But how, these chains absorb our vital pretty much," Devail noted lifting her arms.
"I think I have a plan. All that matters is if we can execute it properly," I stated as a devious smile had grown onto my face.
"What do you have in mind?" Cleo asked.
"I noticed that blubber man has a set of keys inside his pocket," I remarked while the three of us huddled together.
"That means we'll have to knock him out somehow," Devail added looking at our shackles. "We can use some type of trick to disable him, but it'll be hard," Cleo noted.
"Devail, how strong are you?" I asked looking at her legs.
"I'm in the lower calcite phase, but I doubt it'll be enough to completely overpower him in this predicament with these shackles," Devail admitted with a sense of unease.
"No, that's good enough - I'll be the bait and piss him off. While his attention is on me, Devail; you'll launch Cleo off your feet, sending her right into the guy's head. Cleo, if you can, try to hit him on a vital spot, like the back of his head or his temple," I explained drawing the plan onto the ground.
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The girls nodded, "it's a straightforward plan, but we'll only have one chance to do so, we can't screw up." Cleo said with a determined smile.
"Right, let's get to it then," I rubbed the dirt, erasing the plan as we all got in position.
Devail and Cleo placed their selves near the opposite wall by the two small windows. I sat myself on the right side of the room from the door, so he'll have a blind spot. Prepared, we all made eye contact and nodded, proceeding with the plan. "Hey, mister! I'm hungry!!" I yelled obnoxiously in a chirpy voice again.
Due to my irritating bicker, heavy footsteps were slowly drawing near the door by each second. Until I heard it click open, and the fat man slowly entered, standing at least a foot away from me. "Hey kid, you should shut up, you'll eat eventually," the man said with a pint of aggravation in his tone.
"I'm hungry now though, go get me some food, fatty," I demanded.
I could see him growing angry as he confronted me. He vigorously clenched the thin collar of my jacket and lifted me off the ground, "you should watch your mouth, girly; I enjoy aggressive types like you." The man snarled licking his lips with a disturbing smile.
"You're a disgusting pig… no wonder you work a job like this, fat ass," I worded coldly.
He became furious and punched me right on my mouth, making blood trail from the corner of my lip. "Shut up you stupid brat. I'll personally buy you, so you'll never escape me..." The burly man laughed once more.
I was trying my best to keep my composure, not doing anything that could ruin the plan we devised. Then I noticed the girls nod, signaling me they were ready. "Welp, looks like you'll be having trouble, blubber man… I'm a boy," I claimed returning to my normal voice and spat blood directly into his eye.
He screamed enraged, harshly slamming me onto the ground and drew a knife from his pocket, "you stupid fucking kid!"
Just as the man was about to stab me, Devail laid down and Cleo sat on her feet. She shot Cleo like a projectile swiftly through the air, aiming directly at the man. Cleo tucked her knees and struck the back of his head, making him lose consciousness and crashed onto the ground with a heavy thud.
"...nice one…" I groaned in pain lying flat on the ground. Cleo smiled and grabbed the keys from the man's pockets. Devail hopped over to Cleo and freed her first, then Cleo unlocked them for Devail.
They both walked over to me, still laying on the dirt floor, throbbing in pain. Cleo went behind and aided me to sit on my bottom, all while Devail unlocked my shackles. "Are you going to be ok, Skysin?" Cleo fretfully asked crouched behind me.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Even more when we get outta this place," I noted
"Agreed," Devail chuckled unlocking the shackles on my ankles. After I was freed, I could feel a cold, vibrant sensation in me; my vital was quickly returning. I closed my eyes and could sense that frigid energy course through my entire body. I stood; allowing my aura to flow, making the entire room cool as a glacier. "Your aura... it's strong. May I ask what your kinetics are?" Devail kindly questioned engrossed.
"Of course, its spatial kinetics and ice from the Kitsune clan."
Both Devail and Cleo looked at me, flabbergasted and fascinated. "Amazing, spatial kinetics is a very rare power. I heard from father that the Kitsune is one of the strongest, if not the strongest of the seven clans," Devail stated inspecting my aura.
"But what about you guys?" I asked.
"I can materialize weapons and control darkness," Cleo made a dagger appear, shrouded in misty dark aura.
"I have wind kinetics, and I can control nether blazes," Devail released a small tornado covered in black flames.
The term nether blazes is something I heard about; if I recall correctly, nether blazes are blackened flames that one of the deity clans called Fiendevors can utilize. One of the three hottest flames of deities between the Sun-Dragon and Phoenix clan. It can possibly disintegrate souls, or that's what I heard from mom and dad. "Cool, so you're a part of the Fiendevor clan?" I asked.
"Yes, my late mother is a hellbound; the strongest of Fiendevors," Devail replied in admiration.
"Nice, it looks like you two can hold your own," I figured with a slight smile. "Well, let's get moving."
They both nodded, and Cleo turned to the unconscious man. "What should we do with jelly-rolls over there?" She asked pointing at the bloke.
I grabbed the shackles and locked them on his legs and arms. "Leave him here, he can't escape if the doors locked. Plus, I highly doubt he can fit through those two holes," I snickered at the man.
The girls had chuckled, then after preparing ourselves, we prowled out the room, closed the door silently as possible and locked it. Turning around, the hall is dark, almost pitch black; I couldn't see anything on the left of us. But I did distinguish a dead-end only a few feet away, maybe more from where we're positioned. On the right of me, the walls had a small number of flickering candles, allowing a dim glimmer in the dusty narrowed hall.
As we silently crept along the faintly lit hallway, we came across a room on the right of us. Coming to see a single man clad in silver armor, slumbering on a makeshift bed on the floor made of multiple blankets.
Cleo entered the room not making a single sound, and made a dagger appear in her hand, then swiftly stabbed the side of the man's neck without hesitating. It honestly surprised me; I thought she would hesitate at least, but maybe Cleo was taught about assassination. After she killed him, we made our way to the lobby and came across a room filled with guards seated on wooden chairs, cackling away. However, we hid behind a counter that was placed in front of the hallway.
"Haha, you think Jingeh is having his way with those kids?" An armored guard asked.
"I wouldn't be surprised, that man has a twisted personality. I'm sure others would if he wasn't, hahaha!" The other responded.
'All these guys are creeps,' I cringed in my thoughts, and I could feel Devail and Cleo's aura shrouded in rage, itching to dissect them.
'I really wanna break loose and bring hell to all these guys. There's about ten of them, and they're only in the gypsum phase, we could take them. The only thing is - could there be someone else stronger here? No… I'm positive there is, that Jingeh guy was too stupid,' I conjectured myself. 'If we fight against the ten of these guys, we'd have to be quick... It doesn't seem like their leader is present now, but they could also have reinforcements around too. There is a possibility he's outside somewhere.'
I turned to the girls crouched behind me, "...I'm sure we can take them on, only thing is we'd have to be quick. We have no idea how strong the leader could be, even if he's not here with them. Plus, they could possibly have reinforcements around the corner..." I whispered discreetly.
"...You're right, but it looks like this is the only opening out..." Cleo remarked.
"...Seems so... but our lives are on the line here… we'd have a better chance escaping another way..." Devail added.
"Agreed, it's better if we go the other wa- "HEY! THE KIDS ESCAPED!!!!"
Alerted, we turned around to see another guard glaring at us with his sword unsheathed. 'But how? there wasn't another way in here...' I asked myself in a baffled tone, until I remembered exactly the how the wall was positioned. 'Wait, I couldn't see because of the darkness, and the wall was a few feet away from me, and there was more space too. There had to be another room beside the cellar with the lights off that we didn't notice. Dammit,' I gritted my teeth, cursing in my thoughts.
All the guards in the lobby turned to us, just staring dumbfoundedly. "Shit, get those kids!!" One screamed, seizing two of his short axes on the wall.
The three of us stood, ready for battle. Cleo made two short swords appear on her hands, and gave Devail a pair of curved daggers. When I was preparing to grab a weapon from my pocket dimension, I remembered something, 'crap...I left my cutlass at home...' I thought to myself in disappointment.
"Skysin, can you use a weapon?" Cleo asked with haste turning to me.
I was surprised, but didn't stall my answer, "can you make me a cutlass?"
Without any words, a distinct light gleamed on my left hand. Thus, a long, beautiful cutlass appeared on my palm. It was amazing; the sword looked as if it was made of black diamond. The blade was curved magnificently towards the point. The guard had the shape of an oval connected to the grip, with a small circular pommel. It's undoubtably perfect; size, weight, everything is, as if she made this weapon specifically for me. Also, the material reminded me of someone else's katana, Ru's weapon.
However, I sat that thought in the back of my mind, and we all shrouded ourselves in aura as our enemies explosively charged at us. I lowered my stance and firmly clenched the weapon, brandishing the sword in front of me - ready to escape this place.
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