《Enda (Boyxboy)》Chapter Seventeen: Ice, Ice Baby....Ho,Ho,Ho I'm On Fire!
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"Move your hands ahead of you and trace a circle using only your hands." Suzuki commands, doing the actions. I nod and follow.
"So what's this one called?"
"Flaming Whirlwind."
"Sweet." I say, then am flung back as a huge spinning whirlwind of fire shoots from my hands. I flinch hitting the ground and hear a grunt. I scratch my head, "Oops."
"You...you little bitch." Suzuki growls between gritted teeth.
Touching his burnt shoulder. It sizzles under his touch. I wince as a sudden gust of fire shoots my way then jump out of the way. Landing on my knees and pushing myself up from the ground as the flaming whirlwind turns around and comes back at me. I gasp and start running. It follows and I freak out. Glaring at a horrifying Suzuki.
"Make it stop. Make it stop!" I scream, rushing down the training grounds field. "Make it stop!!"
"Heh, okay. If you say so." Suzuki snarls, throwing his hand out spinning a water whirlwind towards me. I jump out of the way and it collides with the fire. A small gust of warm air concludes the whirlwinds. Then I stare at him, bewildered.
"What the hell?"
"You hit me. Be happy I fucking let you live." Suzuki growls, Daegi holding his arm with an ice pack on the burn mark. I stare at them leave the ground and wait.
"So...you traumatized or what?" Dukem asks, I just stare at him in a daze, "Well get up."
"Can he do that with all the elements?" I ask, intrigued. I could do that? Maybe.
"All except air. But remember that Suzuki is an Islandmin and Islandmin start training with elements since the moment they sprout from their seeds. They are merely 5 years of age when they begin." Dukem explains, I cross my legs. Do they start off alone?
"Go on." I say, making Dukem smirk. Then sit down and cross his legs. Looking at me, intensely.
"Islandmin are water nations creation. They are formed within a seed and planted into the ground. It takes about 6 months for the seed to sprout, that's when they can come out. Instead of needing a parent to look after them, they are welcomed into the world at the ages of 4, 5, and the oldest being 6. The oldest Islandmin has to watch over the others. The youngest is too young to start combat training but start up on elemental training. Girls and boys both take part in collecting food and creating safe shelters where they had sprouted. It is team work at its finest. Recently, all Islandmin have been separated by elemental use. It's starting a war up there as well. In their safe haven. I wish it wasn't so." Dukem concludes, sighing with sadness. I frown deeply.
"So they never really had parents. They just go with whatever life throws at them." I say, twirling my thumb in the dirt. "It's sad. I had parents but all they did was look at me with nothing but a frown on their faces. And...Islandmin don't even get parents. I can't even imagine."
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"Hmm, me neither. I had Urian there to watch me. My dad. The only thing other than my fiancé that was precious to me." Dukem agrees, I pop up and blink my eyes.
"You're engaged? For how long?" I ask, confused. No engagement ring?
"I was betrothed to a beautiful girl who works for the royal family. The last time I saw her was before my father and I were shunned and thrown out Atlantis." Dukem answers, then sighs.
"Did you go see her?"
"Don't have the time. We need to train." Dukey simply says. I scowl.
"That's no excuse. You can go right now." I suggest, Dukem makes a face then lowers his head. I sigh in frustration, "Whats wrong?"
"She and I haven't seen each other since we were young kids. What if she doesn't like me." Dukem says, embarrassed with his face turning a deep scarlet and he rubs his arm, nervously, "I haven't even kissed her before. What if I screw it all up and she doesn't want to see me again. I don't think I deserve her."
"Look, I have zero experience with girls or anyone really, but get your ass up and take your ass to see her." I command, hastily. "Dukey, you're a good guy so just go. Don't think of the bad shit and just go. If you don't try how will you ever know?"
"You got a point. I should get going then." Dukem hops onto his feet and dashes away from me.
I sit in the dirt alone in the training field. The silence emphasizes the beauty of looking up and seeing the water outside of the dome. The sun reflecting on the water in top creates shimmering rainbows. I flop myself into the ground and just watch the rainbows dance. Beautiful. I relax. Closing my eyes. The shining rainbows in the water shine in my eyes. Then suddenly the lights are gone from my closed eyes. I peek open and scream.
A blade slams into the ground beside my head. I roll onto my stomach and rush up to my feet in a sprint. Looking over my shoulder at a completely black cloaked person doing front flips towards me keeping up like it was nothing. I scream again.
"Guys!" A knife flies past my cheek gently sliding into my cheek and flying past me. I wince, "Anyone! Fucking Fuck! Help!"
"Can't run from me, Canton." A sinister voice responds to my pleas for help. I stop and dodge another knife. A big flame flies past with it. My eyes widen. Holy fuck.
My feet slide but catch grip on the dirt and I dash towards the exit. We had guards. Someone watching the doors. I start gasping for air. I suck at cross country! I should've listened to Dukem when he told me we should start jogging. I'm an idiot. A flame flies past me burning my arm. Leather burns into my skin. I whimper in pain but keep moving. My feet stop as I see the guards laying cut from the waist down at the door. Then shake my head. I lose my footing as the black cloaked person is suddenly in front of me. I pull myself back and fall straight on my ass. Looking up at him, terrified. Slowly he lowers his black mask and reveals white as snow eyes and equally as white skin. His lips a slight pink and cheeks rosy. If his glare could kill it would. It would kill me. He raises up his long sword and I am frozen. Fuck, I'm gonna die. I'm done for. I'm...stupid. I focus my power on my voice, the guy grins.
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"Kindermin says hello and goodbye, weak Canton." The guy says, bringing the knife down.
It sinks into my shoulder. I grimace but focus my power. Just a bit more. He pulls on the sword and it slices its way out from my shoulder leaving a huge gap. I bite my lip. Blood dripping down my jaw. Dammit. Come on voice work.
"I'm done playing. Any last words?" The assassin asks, I grin.
"Yeah," I glare at him, "Piss off!"
I scream, the voices power erupts and the black clothing on the assassin is torn from his body. His skin starts to shred. He howls in agony as blood spills everywhere. Then with one last ruff my voice leaves him as new paint for the training ground doors. Then I gasp for air. Clutching my shoulder and the long gash from the top of my shoulder to the upper part of my armpit. Then everything blurs. I sway dizzy.
Lifting myself up from the ground and walking dizzily out of the large training room. Sliding my hand along the dome glass wall to the Kings lounging area. A long walk but to make sure that the guys have someone watching them at all times. They need to be safe so I can sleep. I let my guard down. Of course, they would send assassins to try and kill me. Those guards. I lower my eyes to the ground. They had families.
"Fuck!" I growl, punching the wall.
Quickly, I shuffle to the room. Something from the corner of my eye catches my attention and I see the mermaid guy with the lilac hair and pink eyes looking nervously at me, pointing behind me. I duck as I gust of flames goes past me. I slide into the ground and conjure up a flame whirlwind flicking it the other assassins way. Instead of hurting her, she simply pushes her hand through it unaffected. Fuck sakes! I hiss in pain but use my injured arm to push up from the ground. Dashing forward. The girl lands beside me and swings her sword at my head. I fall back onto my back. It connects with the wall, making a loud ting sound. She does a cartwheel towards me as I crawl backwards. Then grimace as she tosses a huge ball of rock at my head. It snaps back and I gasp for air. Why can't I breathe? I gasp and gasp. She snickers and flicks her hand at me. A long line of blood from my chest splatters onto the glass wall. The mermaid guy is gone. The girl stands on my legs and drops a huge rock onto my chest. I can't fucking breathe.
"That voice won't help anyone. I'll kill you before you can ever be known by Enda." She hisses, plummeting her dagger into the side of my face. Slipping the blade into my cheek. I scream.
"Canton!" Daegi's voice screams. The girl spins around and does back flips to him. Then he drops the black book, "King now."
Blood fills my face but I manage to see Daegi change into the King of Darkness with the war paint and the glossy green eyes. The King grows claws and dashes towards her. Zi crashing into her and sending her flying towards the wall. The wall cracking. She slides down and glares at the Orc. Before looking at me.
"I cannot go back a failure. You will die. If not by my hand then by Kindermin's. Or Oralile himself. I will not go back a failure." She declares, slitting her throat. Her hand falls and something slowly rolls out. A...grenade?!
"Collect him!" Daegi commands, Zi grabs me and tosses me over his shoulder. I cough up blood and watch the grenade. Daegi grins and goes to it. Moving his hands murmuring ancient dragon words. A small translucent bubble surrounds the grenade and him. I reach my hand out.
"Daegi...no!" I scream as the bomb goes off.
BOOM!!!
Zi and I are tossed against the wall and he rests me on the ground gently. I try to rush over to Daegi but my legs are limp and weak. Zi holds me still. Gripping my arms and keeping me in front of him. I wait and wait. My mouth shaking.
"Dae-Daegi!" I shout, shaking in fear. I cry out, "Daegi!!!"
"Calm your tits. I'm right here, Canton." Daegi says, picking up his book walking from the hall towards the training room. He smiles at me, his normal self again, "The King of Darkness isn't that bad, right?" He asks, tilting his head, "He's actually a really good person."
"You piece of shit, Daegi." I sigh, relaxing. "You're a piece of shit."
"Let's get him to the healer, Zimera. Let's hurry. Come on." Daegi commands, I am lifted up and carried like a bride by Zi.
My eyes feeling heavy. The guys should be safe now. I'm gonna sleep now. Because they're safe.
I can sleep....
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Any pointers on action scenes guys? Please? Lol. What do you guys think of Canton and Daegi's powers? Awesome, right? (^w^)
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