《Just Luck》Book 1 - Chapter 11 - Spotlight
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"That show was fantastic!"
Jake just exited the tent with his family while stretching his limbs for the first time in hours after sitting through the show.
"It was! I really liked the animals"
"I think the best part was the match between the bear and the lion. I was hoping the lion would win.."
"Are you sure Celica? Don't you remember when Luther jumped into the crowd and gave you a rose"
Celica slightly blushed as she looked down to hide her embarrassment.
The Cirque ended with a raving from the crowd during the last performance when Luther got to his death-defying act. Commanding animals jumping through obstacles while performing acrobatics that defied the perception of human normality and combining it all into one big choreographed dance was a stroke of brilliance from the Cirque. Towards the end of his act, The performers and animals around him start to slow to a halt as the man in the mask started to climb to the top of the tent by jumping across many poles of varying heights until he made it to the top of the tent. He stood to wait until everything, including the crowd, was completely silent. His body started to tilt forward as he then proceeded to fall face-first down towards the ground though rings the lit up as he passed through them. But, as if a God wanted to play a game, one of the animals shook the pole the rings were attached to and the rings shifted to hit the man in the back as he caught on fire. Loud gasping and panic rose out of the crowd as the man tumbled down, hitting each rings creating a massive fireball as it exploded as he hit the cart of hay below. The spotlight on the man turned off as the crowd, subjected to complete darkness, start to talk and panic. Only shadow-like figures rushing to put out the fire with as fast as possible could be seen with the dim light of the fire. The man had seemingly been cursed with the worse luck as his death was certain.
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As the crowd began to panic, A giant gust of wind blew through the tent, strong enough to put out the fire and made everyone cover their eyes.
And suddenly, the spotlight flashed right onto Celica the masked man appeared right in front of her with not a scratch on him. The crowd roared with excitement after seeing the man in the mask completed his stunt.
Celica could easily see it was Luther as he walked up to her, kneeled on one knee and pulled a rose from his suit. He gestured for Celica to reach out for it and as she did he suddenly took her hand and kissed the top of it. Celica started to blush as he left the rose in her hand as he backed away and fell backwards into the arena, disappearing yet again.
The crowd stood and roared at the amazing feat that the Cirque just pulled off, many wondering how one man could accomplish all that. As all the lights came back on, all the performers were lined up in the middle of the stage facing the king. They all bowed as applause and admiration could be heard across the Cirque.
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As Celica remembered all this, her face started to turn a very bright red and her family laughed at the occasion. Of course, that was met with a stern elbow to the chest for her brother and a kick to her dad's shins. Both of them were on the ground as her mother smiled seeing the family bonds that they had developed over the years, showing a sad smile on her face.
"Oh, mom" Celica suddenly spoke.
"Hmm?" Her mother wondered what Celica was going to say.
"I'm going to go find Luther to tell him about the girl"
"Oh?" Her mother said as she smiled while covering her mouth with her hand. Her brother and her father joined in to taunt her a little more. Of course, this was met with a foot in the face for both.
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"It's not like that, I'll see you guys at home," She said as she ran off to go find Luther.
"Tell him to come over once he's done with his business, we want to celebrate!" Her mother yelled as Celica signalled back with a thumbs-up as she disappeared into the crowd.
"How much longer will we have to wait for those two I wonder," Elena whispered, heading home while dragging two lifeless bodies away with her.
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Two guards laid dead on the ground of a poor-looking orphanage as two men, one averaged sized man and another that looked like he could lift a horse, stood near the entrance.
"Go get the girl" the averaged sized man said as the large man nodded as he headed inside the orphanage.
"I will have my revenge" the man whispered as he saw the Large man bring out the girl responsible for his son's death.
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